Chapter 57 allows him to be released.
Jiang An comforted Wen Lingshuang and got up to walk downstairs.
Wen Lingshuang watched his departing figure, then after a moment threw off the covers and ran out barefoot.
Ah Shui, who was standing at the door, was startled when she saw her chasing after her.
She was wearing a thin sundress, had slept for two days, her hair was slightly messy, she was recovering from a serious illness, and her complexion wasn't very good, but her slightly sickly face still couldn't hide her beauty.
Just as Ah Shui was about to speak, Wen Lingshuang made a 'shh' gesture with her hand and cautiously walked to the corner of the stairs to eavesdrop.
Ah Shui followed her to the stairwell and stood behind her, watching her.
Shocking red marks covered his back.
Ah Shui stared in disbelief at her once snow-white skin, which had become like this. She covered her mouth with her hand and, with extreme heartache, raised her hand to touch her back.
Wen Lingshuang didn't take it seriously, assuming that she had placed her hand on her back to look downstairs. Little did she know that Ah Shui had already cursed Jiang An a thousand times over in her heart.
Miss said Jiang An was a good person, that he was different from what people outside said, that he was gentle and kind and treated her very well.
Is this really good?
Before, the young lady would cry for ages over the slightest scrape or bruise, let alone a bump or bruise. Now, her entire back... no... her chest has even more red marks...
The young lady suffered so much.
No wonder you had a fever.
Jiang An must have hit her, or at the very least bit her.
The poor young lady's life was ruined by this arranged marriage.
Ah Shui sobbed and whispered, "Miss, oh no... Madam, go back to your room and lie down. Your fever has just subsided."
"Shh," Wen Lingshuang whispered, "Don't speak, let me hear what Ms. Yao has to say."
The hall was very quiet, with only the sound of boiling water bubbling in the teapot. It had snowed lightly when Yao Fei arrived, and the weather was gloomy, unlike the bright sunshine on her wedding day. After taking a sip of tea, she said, "The decoration here is quite nice."
She smiled and said, "I was planning to dress in this style before, I heard it's what Ling Shuang likes?"
Jiang An nodded. "It's what she likes."
Yao Fei pretended to be deep in thought, "What about Ling Shuangren?"
"I'm resting upstairs. I was exhausted on my wedding day."
"Oh, I see." Yao Fei drawled slightly. "I was actually thinking of having a chat with her."
Jiang An leaned back slightly. "What do you want to talk to her about? Talking to me is the same."
“It’s nothing, it’s just that you left early on the wedding day. Many relatives and friends came to the wedding, some of whom came back from abroad, and some of whom took leave from their work. They are all very busy, but they are all running around for your wedding. I think some etiquette cannot be omitted. I understand that you two are busy on the wedding day, but it seems inappropriate to leave so many guests and go home directly.”
Yao Fei's tone was flat, and it was impossible to tell whether she was scolding or lecturing. If one didn't know that Jiang An and she didn't get along well, one might really have the illusion that a mother was disciplining her child.
"So what do you mean?"
"Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean to criticize you. I just think that since your relatives and friends have come all this way for your wedding, as the hosts, you should treat them to a meal. Ling Shuang's reputation isn't very good. Everyone knows she's pretentious, but don't let her reputation spread further and further, or she'll suffer in the end."
Yao Fei's words were watertight and incredibly tactful.
Using Wen Lingshuang's reputation as a pretext, Jiang An really couldn't find anything wrong with it.
He doesn't care about his bad reputation.
But Wen Lingshuang's reputation is more important than anything else.
They said it was okay for him to be an illegitimate child, but not okay for her to be pretentious.
Jiang An nodded, "I will make the arrangements."
"I'll take care of it." Yao Fei stood up and pointed to the gift box next to her. "This is for Ling Shuang to help her recover. Remember to have the maid cook it for her. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
"Okay, no need to see me out."
Yao Fei walked towards the door.
The heavy snow blanketed the entire courtyard in a thin layer of snow. The person holding the umbrella whispered, "Madam, did you come here specifically to remind them about this?"
Yao Fei smiled and said, "We've just entered, so let's not be too hostile."
The maid nodded, but still didn't understand.
Even if they weren't particularly hostile, there was no reason for them to come and warn them in the midst of heavy snow.
Yao Fei flicked the snowflakes off her sleeve and said, "Wen Lingshuang is brainless. Before she got married, she spent her days eating, drinking and having fun. It's much easier to control her than to control Jiang An."
After listening, the maid finally understood the deeper meaning of those words.
Wen Lingshuang married Jiang An, but Jiang An still couldn't control her. But with Wen Lingshuang, things were different. It was time to break through this impenetrable iron plate.
After Yao Fei left, Wen Lingshuang walked downstairs barefoot.
The entire house was equipped with underfloor heating and a constant temperature system, so even the cold floor felt warm to the touch. She watched the cars driving away outside the window, her brows furrowed.
After Jiang An finished his tea, he turned around and saw Wen Lingshuang standing barefoot at the top of the stairs. His dark eyes narrowed, and he immediately went forward and picked her up in his arms, saying, "What kind of behavior is this? You don't even know how to put on shoes before going downstairs."
When he picked her up like that, Wen Lingshuang let out a soft "Eh," wrapped her arms around his neck, and said, "What did Ms. Yao come to say? Was it about us inviting our guests to dinner?"
"Um."
Something's not right.
Wen Lingshuang carefully recalled what Yao Fei had just said, and the more she thought about it, the more something seemed off.
Although I haven't spent much time with Yao Fei these past few months, it hasn't been a short time either. I've witnessed her sly and underhanded nature a few times, and she's definitely not the kind of person who would remind them to be polite.
“Jiang An, don’t listen to what she said.” She looked at him, very seriously. “I don’t care if people say I’m pretentious. For so many years, I’ve always been this pretentious. I want what I want and I say what I want. If you let her control you for the sake of my reputation, then I’m finished.”
Jiang An chuckled lightly, "Why would it be finished?"
"Now that I'm married into your Jiang family, I'm your woman. If you fall from power, I'll fall with you." She pouted and snorted coldly. "Don't let her control you because of me. Just remember one thing: I don't care about anything else, I only care about you."
Jiang An felt a tingling, numb sensation in his heart, as if he had passed his climax.
He nuzzled the tip of her nose. "Say it again."
"What?"
"Tell me you care about me."
His hot breath sprayed on her face, and she felt a little shy, so she stepped back. "Don't do this, Ah Shui is still here."
"It's alright, go ahead."
Wen Lingshuang pushed his shoulder twice but couldn't push him away. She could only say, "I care about you, Jiang An, so you have to care about me too. Don't leave me isolated and helpless in the Jiang family. If you fall from power, my life will definitely be difficult."
"I see."
Will Fang Pei come?
Wen Lingshuang blinked her big eyes, "Of course!" Then she leaned closer, "You're not jealous again, are you?"
Jiang An pursed his lips and remained silent.
Wen Lingshuang smiled and said, "I'm not being biased. I'll invite Fang Pei, and you can also invite your Xu Mi."
Jiang An's dark eyes narrowed. "Xu Mi is not mine."
Wen Lingshuang swung her legs, "Who knows? Anyway, you treat me, I'll treat you. Let's not get angry or jealous."
This deal is not worthwhile.
Fang Pei made his intentions clear: he liked Wen Lingshuang.
But he didn't like Xu Mi.
A twenty-year-old girl, a generation younger than him.
However, hosting a dinner party was a perfectly normal thing to do, so he asked the servants at home to make the arrangements; he also informed Jiang Ting, asking him to bring Xu Mi to attend.
Jiang Ting was quite excited after receiving the call and said she would definitely go. After hanging up, looking at the empty room, Jiang Ting turned to the maid next to her and asked her. The maid said that Xu Mi had gone home yesterday and she couldn't stop her.
These days, Jiang Ting has been taking care of Xu Mi. He can't explain why, but he just feels a connection with her and she's different from the other rich girls in the industry. She didn't want to stay at his house, so he found her another place. Knowing she wasn't feeling well, he found the best doctors to treat her. His overwhelming kindness came too quickly for Xu Mi to handle. In other words, what is her relationship with Jiang Ting? Jiang An has already been good enough to her, paying off all her medical bills. She hasn't even been able to repay that kindness yet, and Jiang Ting is treating her so well now.
She still can't tell.
Moreover, she had a feeling that if she stayed any longer, she might never be able to repay the debt in this lifetime.
Jiang Ting knew what Xu Mi was thinking. She felt that since they were not related, she would have to pay for everything he had done. But he didn't want her to pay; however, in reality, he didn't even have a reason to keep her...
After leaving the residential area, he immediately drove to Huangping City in Jiang District.
He knew Xu Mi's family situation and address very well. When he arrived, the roads were blocked by heavy snow, so he simply opened the car door and drove around the alley. When he got close, he shouted, "Xu Mi! Xu Mi!"
The sound carried into the house from afar.
A figure soon appeared behind the warm yellow curtains on the second floor. She pushed open the window, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, carrying rain and snowflakes. Looking down, she saw Jiang Ting standing there, bundled up tightly in a black down jacket and a gray scarf. Upon seeing her, he waved excitedly, "Xu Mi!"
Xu Mi was taken aback when he came to her house, surprised that he had followed her there. She replied, "Young Master Jiang, what brings you here?!"
Jiang Ting paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I've come to take you back."
Xu Mi looked hesitant and shook her head. "No need. I'm almost fully recovered. I'll transfer money to your account every month from now on. Remember to accept it."
Money again.
Jiang Ting was silent for a moment, then forced a smile. "Okay, you can pay me back, but my brother is getting married and he's hosting a dinner party. He specifically asked you to come, so you can't not go, can you?"
It's Mr. Jiang...
Xu Mi clenched her fists. If Mr. Jiang asked her to go, she would definitely go. Mr. Jiang had saved her when her family was in such a critical situation; he was her savior. He was different from Jiang Ting. Whatever he said, she had to do.
But if I go back, I will inevitably have to come into contact with Jiang Ting.
she……
She looked down at Jiang Ting.
Extremely difficult.
She couldn't quite describe the feeling, but every time she saw him, her heart would race; like a small boat adrift on a vast ocean. She dared not think about what this feeling was, and could only comfort herself that he took extra care of her because of Mr. Jiang, because they were both kind and good people, and she couldn't take that kindness and goodwill as affection.
He has so many female friends, all from excellent family backgrounds and so beautiful. Compared to them, what is she?
Seeing her standing by the window, Jiang Ting was worried that the strong wind and snow would make her catch a cold and fever, so he waved her in, "Go inside, it's too cold."
At this shout, Xu Mi came to her senses and looked at him, saying, "Wait a minute, I'm coming downstairs."
A few minutes later, Xu Mi came out wrapped in a coat, walked up to him and said, "Are you going back now?"
Yes, I want it.
Upon seeing Xu Mi again, Jiang Ting was slightly excited and smiled happily, "I've come to pick you up so we can go back together."
Xu Mi was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll bring some gifts for Mr. and Mrs. Jiang as well."
"No need, my brother and sister-in-law have everything they need."
"I've already said, it's their business if they don't need it, and it's my business if I want to give it to them."
Xu Mi's persistence and stubbornness came very suddenly.
Jiang Ting didn't know why she was so insistent on such a trivial matter.
But without thinking too much about it, I said, "Okay, I'll take it with me."
After getting into the car, it gradually moved away from the alley entrance, and Xu Mi looked at the scenery outside the car window.
The next second, an apple was shoved into her hand. She turned her head and saw Jiang Ting smiling and saying, "Merry Christmas! You sneaked back, and I couldn't even give you an apple."
Xu Mi looked at the apple in her hand.
After a long silence, he said, "I don't like apples, thank you."
She put the apple back into Jiang Ting's hand.
Jiang Ting's smile froze on her face, and she tightened her grip on the apple in her hand.
*
Saturday night, Xihong Villa was bustling with activity. Luxury cars drove into the villa's parking lot. Wen Lingshuang sat in the living room, watching the guests carry gifts as they walked in. Logically, the host should greet the guests at the door, but she felt cold and tired of standing, so she simply sat inside and waited.
Fang Pei brought several exquisite gift boxes, most likely containing bags, shoes, or similar items from her favorite high-end luxury brands.
Not to mention Anne, Grace, Claire, and others, they received gifts by the truckload.
Jiang An rarely had a holiday, so he stayed home with Wen Lingshuang. When he saw her 'friends', he gave them a polite smile.
Fang Pei put down the gift and went over to chat with him, while Anne, Grace, and Claire sat down next to Wen Lingshuang, put their arms around her, and talked about the wedding.
In the end, all they talked about was how grand and shocking the wedding was beyond imagination, and how videos of their wedding were circulating in international high society.
Wen Lingshuang laughed and said, "It can't be that bad. Your wedding was probably no smaller than mine."
"No, no, no, you're wrong. We can't even compare to your scale, let alone the fact that your husband is Jiang An." Anne turned to look at her. "Do you know how many people envy you right now?"
Wen Lingshuang blinked. "How many people?"
"Don't give me that. Don't you know how sought-after Jiang An is?"
"Oh, let's not talk about that. Can we have a drink today?" Claire said with a smile. "Let's drink until we drop again. You just left on our wedding day, and I didn't even get to have a drink with you."
Wen Lingshuang smiled and said, "Sure."
"Really? Jiang An agreed?"
Wen Lingshuang said meaningfully, "I agree."
The group exchanged glances.
After all, the experience of those days abroad was still vivid in his mind, and Jiang An's warning was still echoing in his ears.
Wen Lingshuang watched their exchange of glances but deliberately remained silent.
She went all out for this "no going home until we're drunk" meal, eating Jiang An for over ten minutes and then dancing in several incredibly sexy nightgowns.
However, she was also careful and deliberately prevented him from coming out.
I agreed to let her drink.
Jiang An swallowed hard, sweat dripping from his forehead, and reluctantly agreed.
Wen Lingshuang then allowed him to release him.
"Anyway, even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he wouldn't be able to do anything to me. Let's drink to our hearts' content."
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