Chapter 63 The weather is so gloomy today.
Upon learning that she was not pregnant, Wen Lingshuang's feelings were extremely complicated. Logically speaking, she should have been happy, as her figure would not be out of shape and she would not give birth to an unpleasant child. However, during the hour she waited for the examination and talked with Jiang An about their future life, the extra child also became a part of their life.
Actually, having a child isn't bad.
When leaving the hospital, Jiang An left the car there and took Wen Lingshuang's hand to go home.
When we got to the front of the building and saw the children's clothing display on the 30-something floor, I tugged at his big hand, pointed to the floor, and said, "It's so beautiful!"
Jiang An followed her finger and saw children's clothes. He reached out and patted her head. "It's okay, we'll have more later."
Wen Lingshuang leaned against his arm, "I don't want a child, I just..."
I can't quite describe how I feel.
Anyway, I don't feel very comfortable.
"Hold me," she pleaded. "I don't want to walk anymore."
With people coming and going on the street, and given Wen Lingshuang's beauty, even without making any exaggerated movements, she attracted countless glances. If he were to hug her in the street, tomorrow's front page headlines would most likely be about the couple. Hong Kong media would be sarcastic, and Beijing media would be cutting, so the articles they published would not suit her taste.
Of course, he didn't care what the media said; what he cared about was the way people looked at her.
He lowered his voice, "How about I go with you to buy a car tomorrow?"
Wen Lingshuang pouted, "You can't stop me from buying as much as I want."
"Whatever makes you happy."
After Jiang An said those words, Wen Lingshuang finally smiled and nuzzled his arm as they walked home.
The next day, there was a car show in the city. At the high-level reception area, the general manager looked at Jiang An and Wen Lingshuang sitting in front of him with a smile, bowing and scraping as he introduced the information of the cars on display; afraid that he might not say it well and displease this important person.
"At this auto show, our main focus is on a product matrix that 'bridges the past and the future'." He first pointed to the brightest area: "This area, A, features our high-volume models and main best-selling vehicles, while area B is the new energy vehicle zone."
“Of course,” the general manager bowed slightly and lowered his voice, “the real highlight of this auto show is a specially invited preview car that is not on public display.”
Wen Lingshuang raised her eyebrows slightly.
"This car is not on the publicly available list of exhibited vehicles and is only open for viewing by appointment to a very limited number of distinguished customers."
The general manager was sincere, saying, "Please, Chairman Jiang and Mrs. Jiang, come in."
Wen Lingshuang didn't care about the car's performance; she only cared whether spending the money would make her happy.
To put it bluntly, buying a car, clothes, or bags is all part of her leisure and entertainment.
She waved her hand: "No need, I want all the limited editions."
The general manager had seen arrogant people before, but never anyone this arrogant. He glanced at Jiang An, who was sitting silently on the sofa.
This feeling is wonderful.
Because everyone knows Jiang An's status and identity, and yet someone of such status is actually willing to condescend to accompany his wife to buy a car. He could easily ask any domestic brand to come to his door and queue up to invite him.
Wen Lingshuang hated being looked at like that, especially by Jiang An.
Jiang An is very good, but she is not bad either.
It made it seem like she couldn't live without him, which made her so angry that she swiped her card and walked out the door.
Seeing her anger rising rapidly, Jiang An pulled her into his arms. As soon as he did, her slender hands pressed against his chest. "So annoying! Didn't you see that old man's eyes just now? What did he mean? Did he think I couldn't afford it and that I could only spend money if you approved?"
Old man?
Jiang An frowned and thought carefully. The general manager was only around twenty-eight years old. To say he was old was a stretch.
If he's considered old, then what is he? He'll be thirty-two soon.
Jiang An reached out and pinched her chin, saying, "Old man?"
"Aren't you getting old?" Wen Lingshuang threw a tantrum again. "I'm so old I'm going to die."
"And what about me?" He pursed his lips. "What am I?"
"You?" Wen Lingshuang glanced at him sideways, still not in a good mood because of the little incident earlier, and said, "You're an old-fashioned relic."
Jiang An: "..."
He now understands what it means to be caught in the crossfire.
It was the general manager who provoked her, not him, but in the end, he was the one who suffered.
Jiang An decided to shut up.
Wen Lingshuang was clearly in a bad mood right now, and if you tried to reason with her at this point, she might not let him touch her for ten days or half a month.
When Wen Lingshuang got angry, she didn't hold back when it came to spending money. Since it was all Hua Jiang'an's money anyway, she spent it on jewelry, private collections, exhibitions of mining areas, and so on. She spent money without even opening her eyes.
Jiang An couldn't even remember what he did during the next few days of his holiday, only that he signed dozens of contracts for large sums of money that the bank required him to sign.
On the day before the holiday ended, Wen Lingshuang's reputation for spending money like water was completely confirmed within the industry.
The next day, the hashtag #Mrs.JiangSpends1BillionYuanDuringOneHoliday# quietly appeared on Weibo and was then quietly taken down.
Leo was reporting to Jiang An about his work during his absence from the company when he noticed Jiang An's slightly dark lower eyelids in the rearview mirror. He coughed lightly and asked, "Did you stay up late again last night, sir?"
Jiang An rubbed his temples. "I'll go to sleep at three in the morning."
"Did Madam buy something again?"
"no."
She just pulled him along to play with the jewelry. Jiang An discovered that she would name the jewelry she liked, and she wouldn't go to sleep until she could name it. Before they got married, Ah Shui and Tan Zhu did this job, but now that they're married, he's the one doing it.
He couldn't understand why an emerald necklace would be called something as strange as Ah Zhen.
I can't understand how she can have so much energy.
They're still young after all.
After turning thirty, the only things that could make him stay up so late were work and sex.
Wen Lingshuang kept Jiang An up all night, preventing him from getting a good night's sleep, while she herself slept until noon. Looking at the room full of unopened gift boxes, she walked barefoot to the gift boxes with satisfaction, recounting her achievements over the past few days. Ah Shui came in with lunch and, seeing Wen Lingshuang, said, "Miss, you bought more this time than before."
Wen Lingshuang smiled and said, "Help me prepare my clothes. I have to go to the Jiang family today."
Upon hearing that they were going to the Jiang family, Ah Shui's face turned pale. She gripped the tray tightly and said, "Go back to the Jiang family? Shouldn't we wait until Chairman Jiang returns before we go?"
Even if Ah Shui didn't understand, she could sense the undercurrents between Wen Ling Shuang and the Jiang family. Her intuition told her that many people in the Jiang family disliked Miss.
Wen Lingshuang didn't care. "Don't worry."
When she got back last night, Yao Fei sent her a message, inviting her to come back for tea and a chat. There are so many rules for a new bride entering the family, and it was Jiang An who declined, allowing her to rest at home so leisurely. Today, Jiang An is back at work, so she has no reason to refuse. Besides, she also wants to find out about Jiang Qi.
How is the relationship between Jiang Qi and Shang Yu progressing? Have they reached a cooperation agreement in private? Will this pose a threat to Jiang An?
In short, she was determined to attend this trap.
She wore a haute couture cashmere coat, her thick, black hair was tied up, and she wore emerald earrings, a necklace, a ring, and a pair of emerald high heels. Standing in front of the mirror, she looked as exquisite and beautiful as a porcelain doll. Satisfied, she applied bright red lipstick, picked up her bag, and walked out the door.
The weather was alright today; it wasn't snowing or sunny. On the way to the Jiang family's old house, the driver asked her if she wanted to inform Jiang An about going to the Jiang family. Wen Lingshuang waved her hand and said, "No need. Let's go home."
The driver felt uneasy.
He had followed Jiang An for many years and knew about the rivalry between the Jiang family and Jiang An. This was the first time Wen Lingshuang had visited as Mrs. Jiang, and he didn't know how the Jiang family would embarrass her.
After the car was parked in the Jiang family's parking lot, no one came to pick it up.
According to the Jiang family's rules, when a car enters the parking lot, someone must come to greet it, regardless of whether it is a host or a guest.
Realizing he was being threatened, the driver quickly said, "Madam, I'd better inform the gentleman before you come in."
Wen Lingshuang was unfamiliar with the Jiang family's rules and didn't care much about the lack of help. She stroked her black hair and said sweetly, "Oh dear, everyone said it's nothing."
After saying that, she walked into the hall in her high heels.
Before I even got close, I could hear laughter and chatter coming from the lobby.
"Yao Fei, if you ask me, you've really worked hard. You've managed the Jiang family for most of your life. You should be enjoying your middle age, but who would have thought that illegitimate son would show up halfway and block Jiang Xu and Jiang Qi's path?"
“Have you seen the news? Jiang An’s wife spends money extravagantly, spending a billion yuan in just a few days. Even before she married into the Jiang family, that young lady already had a ‘good reputation.’ Yao Fei, you can’t let these younger generation run wild. If they continue to make such a mess, the reputation of the Jiang family as a distinguished family will be ruined.”
"A billion? That's outrageous. Although the Jiang family is rich, every one of their ancestors was grateful. They've accumulated so much good fortune over the years. I hope that Jiang An won't squander it all on a woman."
Looking through the openwork Chinese-style carvings, Wen Lingshuang saw the wealthy ladies sitting in the hall.
Each of them was a prominent figure; any one of them could be the wife of a very important person in the industry. She knew that most of these wealthy women stayed at home and had never managed a group or company like Yao Fei and her mother. She could understand their narrow-mindedness, but what they were saying was just too ridiculous.
Can she single-handedly squander the blessings that have sustained the Jiang family for generations?
Jiang An has more money than she could spend in several lifetimes. So what if she has a billion? She thinks she hasn't spent enough. She'll spend a hundred billion tomorrow and make those rich ladies who don't control the finances furious.
Wen Lingshuang wasn't angry at all.
Carrying her bag, she walked inside, but before she even got inside, she saw Jiang Qi standing on the stairs diagonally opposite, watching her.
It's as if I could see all her reactions when she overheard the wealthy women talking about her.
Wen Lingshuang waved to him, silently saying, "Hello, Second Uncle."
Wen Lingshuang's makeup was stunning today, like a snow fox emerging from the snow, exuding a seductive charm. Jiang Qi's dark eyes darkened at her alluring smile, and he pointed coldly at his watch, probably implying that she would be in for a beating if she arrived half an hour late.
Wen Lingshuang shrugged indifferently, blinked, and said, "I'm so scared. Don't hit me, I'm afraid Jiang An will kill you."
She recited those words with innocent naivety, as if in a provocation.
Jiang Qi saw her red lips opening and closing, and his temples throbbing.
Jiang An.
It's Jiang An again.
Besides using that illegitimate child to pressure him, what else can she do?
With such a bewitching appearance, Jiang An has been saddled with such a vixen, and she has drained all of his life force of decades!
He turned and walked upstairs. When he reached a secluded spot, he slammed his fist on the stairwell. If only he had married Wen Lingshuang back then. With her alluring charm, he would never have let her run wild like Jiang An did. Instead, he would have locked her in a room, imprisoned her for life, made her unable to speak out, suffered unbearable pain, and tortured her to death.
Wen Lingshuang watched Jiang Qi's departing figure, took out her phone to take a picture of his back, and then posted it on her WeChat Moments, but directly blocked Jiang An.
Caption: [Oh my god, the weather is so gloomy today. I probably saw someone (smile)].
The photo only captured a corner of Jiang Qi's clothes.
Those who understand will understand, and those who don't will not understand.
In terms of being sarcastic and sarcastic, she's no less capable than Yao Fei; she has countless ways to be disgusting.
After posting on WeChat Moments, I finally walked into the lobby, completely satisfied.
Author's Note: I was late today because I was busy. Our Yangyang is about to start causing trouble and cleaning up the Jiang family.
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