Chapter 66, Chapter 66, I studied it specifically.
Wen Lingshuang ignored Jiang Qi's murderous expression and lazily turned and left after finishing her sentence.
Just seconds after returning to her room, a deafening banging came from the door. Annoyed, Wen Lingshuang turned and walked to the door, opening it to find Jiang Qi standing there, glaring at her through gritted teeth. "Wen Lingshuang, I haven't finished speaking, why are you leaving?"
Wen Lingshuang looked Jiang Qi up and down.
This is a world of difference from the humble and polite image she had in public before.
She stroked her long hair and said, "What else do you want to say, Second Uncle?"
“My golf course doesn’t welcome you and Jiang An, and secondly,” he said, his chest heaving, pointing at her, “don’t throw your spoiled princess tantrums in the Jiang family. If you want to, go back to the Wen family.”
Wen Lingshuang remained unmoved in the face of his threats.
She blinked her beautiful eyes twice, then suddenly cried out, "Second Uncle, what did I do wrong that you're doing this to me? Waaah... Please don't hit me, my face hurts so much... Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, it really hurts! I might have to call an ambulance... Ah... Stop hitting me, my bones are broken..."
She shouted with a sob in her voice, but her face was beaming with smiles.
That quirky and mischievous spirit...
Jiang Qi was stunned.
It wasn't until she cried out that her bones were broken that he snapped out of his daze. He tried to rush forward and cover her mouth, but then, realizing their difference in status, he could only roar, his face ashen, "Shut up! What the hell are you yelling about?"
Wen Lingshuang smiled and said, "Jiang Qi, calling you 'Second Uncle' is giving you face. If you dare to talk to me like that again, I'll say you have improper thoughts about me." She twirled a strand of her dark hair with her index finger and said charmingly, "Do you think Dad will break your legs?"
Jiang Qi pointed at her, his anger barely contained.
If it were an ordinary woman, it wouldn't be so bad; a single finger pressing down on her would have forced her to her knees, begging for mercy.
But it just so happens to be Wen Ling Shuang.
This was the first time Jiang Qi had ever been humiliated by a woman, and it was Jiang An's woman no less. He had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only say coldly, "Fine, you win. Wen Lingshuang, you just wait."
After saying that, he turned and left.
As Wen Lingshuang watched his departing figure, the corners of her lips couldn't help but turn up in a smile.
The matter of playing pranks.
Jiang Qi is really not as good as her.
Satisfied, I closed the door and lay down on the bed.
Actually, she didn't like living in the Jiang family either. The decoration style was ugly, the servants all had their own agendas, not to mention the brothers and stepmother who had suppressed Jiang An since childhood. None of them were easy to deal with. She hadn't played mind games with people like this for a very long time, and she felt uncomfortable at all. She still preferred her carefree life before, where she could eat, drink, and have fun every day.
However, if the other party is Jiang An.
She could barely tolerate it.
She lay on the bed chatting with Tan Zhu.
Tan Zhu asked her if Yao Fei had bullied her. Wen Ling Shuang, remembering what had just happened, replied with a smile via voice message: "If she bullies me, I won't let her get away with it either. I just made Jiang Qi quite angry."
Tan Zhu: "Really? Jiang Qi, that steady man, is really angry with you?"
As stable as Mount Tai?
Wen Lingshuang laughed when she recalled his manic and helpless appearance just now: "When I make him angry again someday, I'll secretly take a picture and show it to you, so you can see how this steady man can be driven out of control by me with just a few words."
Tan Zhu: "Miss, take it easy. Jiang Qi is not someone to mess with. If he makes a move, you'll be in big trouble."
Wen Lingshuang rolled over. "He's not someone to mess with, but is Jiang An someone to mess with? If he dares to touch me, Jiang An can kill him."
for a long time.
Tan Zhu replied, "That's true... You do whatever you want because you have your husband backing you up."
Wen Lingshuang felt it was a mixed bag. Jiang Qi was wary of her not only because of Jiang An, but also because of Jiang Hanyu. As long as the marriage alliance between Jiang Hanyu and the Wen family was still in effect, he would never allow the two families to have an irreconcilable conflict. Because of this, no matter how outrageous she went, Jiang Qi could only tolerate it.
After chatting for a while, I felt sleepy and lay down on the bed to fall asleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but I vaguely heard someone knocking on the door.
It happened gently, and lasted for a long time.
Wen Lingshuang opened her eyes, got out of bed, walked to the door, opened it, and saw the maid Yu Hong standing outside, saying meekly, "Third Madam, someone is looking for you downstairs."
Wen Lingshuang was woken up and was somewhat grumpy. Coupled with what Yu Hong had done, she didn't give her a friendly look and said, "I have a habit of taking a nap. If you dare to wake me up again while I'm sleeping, you can quit working for the Jiang family."
After saying that, she swayed her hips and walked downstairs.
Yu Hong watched her departing figure, a hint of fierce disgust in her eyes.
What are you pretending for? You pretentious rich girl, you only rely on your better birth. What right do you have to act so arrogantly in the Jiang family? Just wait until Jiang An falls from power, she'll be sorry!
Wen Lingshuang went downstairs and saw Yao Fei and a woman sitting next to her through the openwork.
She is very beautiful, but her beauty is different from Wen Lingshuang's bright and flamboyant style; it is a delicate and refined beauty.
In truth, any beauty would pale in comparison to Wen Lingshuang.
She walked slowly toward the two of them, and as she got closer, she heard Yao Fei say, "How has the tea business been these past few years?"
"So-so," the girl replied.
Just as Yao Fei was about to speak, she turned her head and glanced at Wen Lingshuang. She smiled gently and waved to her, "Lingshuang, come here quickly."
Wen Lingshuang walked over and sat down. Yao Fei quickly introduced, "This is Tinghe, surnamed Zhao. I heard that Jiang An has been looking for a playmate in the tea garden. He doesn't like to talk to us. Since he hasn't found one yet, I took the liberty of helping him find one. Look, this is Jiang An's best friend from when he was a child."
Wen Lingshuang knew that Jiang An was looking for his childhood playmate.
There has been no news since.
They said they found Xu Mi, but the girl was too young and didn't fit the bill.
Zhao Tinghe's age is correct, but...
Is it really such a coincidence?
Jiang An had been searching for so long without finding it, but Yao Fei said she would find it, and in the blink of an eye, she found it.
Wen Lingshuang saw through it but didn't say anything, and said with a smile, "Jiang An keeps telling me about this. I was wondering how he could still be so close to his childhood playmate, remembering him even after so many years apart."
“Maybe it’s because my relationship with Jiang An is really good,” Zhao Tinghe replied with a smile. “Mrs. Jiang may not know, but Jiang An’s childhood in the tea plantation wasn’t easy. It was because I often helped him that he got through that period.”
Wen Lingshuang picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip of tea.
It has a rich aroma amidst its unripeness.
The finest tea.
Looking at the tender green tea leaves floating in the teacup, I couldn't help but think, "They've come prepared; they've even prepared Jiang An's favorite tea."
Wen Lingshuang and Zhao Tinghe didn't have much to say to each other, but Yao Fei pulled Zhao Tinghe aside to chat, asking her about her childhood with Jiang An. Zhao Tinghe answered fluently and flawlessly, saying that her grandfather was originally the owner of the tea garden, and Jiang An came to the tea garden to "work" with his uncle. Calling it work wasn't quite accurate; he just helped his uncle with some rough work to earn a living. With such a small frame, he wasn't even as tall as the tea trees in the tea garden, so you can imagine how hard his life was.
As Zhao Tinghe said this, she kept glancing at Wen Lingshuang out of the corner of her eye.
Wen Lingshuang appeared expressionless, but she was actually incredibly jealous inside.
Although I knew this woman had ill intentions, I still felt uncomfortable hearing about what happened between her and Jiang An when they were children.
Her man should belong to her from beginning to end.
Around 5 p.m., Jiang An left work early, the first time in many years. The reason was that he was worried that Wen Lingshuang would be bullied at the Jiang family home. Lon couldn't help but sigh as he drove him back to the Jiang family home. Wherever Mrs. Jiang is, that's where Mr. Jiang's thoughts are. It was the first time he had seen him rush home so hurriedly after finishing his meeting and work.
As soon as the car came to a stop, Jiang An got out and walked into the hall without waiting for Lon to open the car door.
Zhao Tinghe and Yao Fei's voices came from inside. They went in and saw the three of them sitting on the sofa.
Upon first seeing Wen Lingshuang, he quickly walked over and sat down beside her. Without saying a word or greeting Yao Feiwen, he looked Wen Lingshuang up and down, then enveloped her small hand in his large palm.
The scorching heat emanated from her palms, and when Wen Lingshuang looked into his dark eyes and saw his tension and worry, her jealousy vanished, and she nestled sweetly into his arms.
Jiang An took the opportunity to put his arm around her and asked in a low voice, "Are you doing well at home?"
"Okay, sure."
Sitting next to her, Zhao Tinghe was seeing Jiang An up close for the first time. He was indeed handsome, with impeccable features and an enviable physique. Seeing him holding Wen Lingshuang with such doting affection, she felt a mix of indescribable complexity and indifference.
Yao Fei watched them embrace and felt somewhat surprised.
She knew Jiang An's true nature.
An extremely cold, cruel, decisive, and emotionless man; how could such a man dote on Wen Lingshuang like this?
Especially Jiang An.
He actually fell in love with such a pretentious and affected young lady.
ridiculous.
It turns out that it's true that men can't resist the charms of beautiful women.
Yao Fei suppressed the emotions in her eyes and said, "Jiang An, look at who the girl next to you is."
Jiang An didn't notice Zhao Tinghe.
Hearing Yao Fei say that, he glanced at it.
generally.
Someone whose appearance is unremarkable.
He withdrew his gaze and said, "I wonder which relative of the Jiang family you are?"
The Jiang family has a complex relationship, with at least a hundred cousins and paternal relatives. There are so many that he hasn't even recognized them all yet, so it's only natural to classify Zhao Tinghe as a cousin or paternal relative.
Yao Fei laughed and said, "Haven't you been looking for her all this time? You've been searching for so long without any news, haven't you thought about looking for her abroad?"
She patted Zhao Tinghe's hand and said, "After the tea plantation was sold, she and her family moved abroad."
Jiang An's eyes flickered, and he finally reacted.
He hadn't told the Jiang family about looking for someone, but it would certainly cause a stir, and Yao Fei, who paid close attention to his every move, would naturally find out.
He held Wen Lingshuang in his arms, and after only glancing at Zhao Tinghe for a few seconds, he looked away.
His deep, dark eyes were like a bottomless pool, showing neither the joy of regaining a friend nor the happiness of reunion, only endless tranquility.
Zhao Tinghe had anticipated his reaction.
To rise from an unknown illegitimate child to the position of the head of the Jiang family, he is by no means a simple-minded person.
It's normal for him to suspect her.
“Jiang An.” She called his name naturally. “When we were little, we played together in the tea garden, running all over the mountain; you even tore several of my princess dresses to shreds, remember?”
Jiang An found it hard to reconcile the woman in front of him with the beautiful, domineering, and adorable little princess of the tea garden from his childhood.
In his mind, she and Wen Lingshuang were the same kind of people.
However, Wen Lingshuang was even more beautiful.
Jiang An tends to ignore topics he doesn't like.
Those who know him well generally understand that if he doesn't respond, it means one of two things: either he doesn't want to talk, or he's thinking.
In either case, no one dares to step up in the face of adversity at such a time.
The woman in his arms nuzzled against his chest, asking, "When did this happen?"
Jiang An replied in a low voice, "Very small."
After he finished speaking, he figured she was probably angry.
She has always been possessive. If any man has feelings for her, she would rather not only argue with him, but also suffer alone and be heartbroken.
He stopped talking to Zhao Tinghe and Yao Fei, said "I have something to do," and then put his arm around Wen Lingshuang and walked upstairs.
When she reached the top of the stairs, Wen Lingshuang turned her head and glanced at Zhao Tinghe.
She was looking at her.
His eyes were sharp.
Jiang An put his arm around her waist and led her into the room. As soon as he closed the door, he grabbed her waist and lifted her onto the table next to him, barely managing to look her in the eye.
He cupped her face in his hands and earnestly explained his childhood memories of the tea plantation.
Wen Lingshuang listened absentmindedly, feeling that the story was too familiar... as if she had heard it somewhere before... as if she had experienced it somewhere before... She had also lived in a tea garden when she was a child, but she was too young then, and many of her memories had faded with the passage of time.
Seeing that she wasn't really paying attention, Jiang An's tone became even more serious, "Yangyang, I'm looking for her because of our childhood friendship; she took good care of me."
“I know.” Wen Lingshuang nodded. “Zhao Tinghe just said that she helped you a lot.”
Jiang An frowned slightly.
Then, her slender, fair fingers pressed against his thin lips. "Don't rush to explain. The more you explain, the more guilty you'll feel."
Jiang An: "..."
"You want to repay her, don't you?"
Wen Lingshuang looked at him and said, "I've done a lot of good things for you, how are you going to repay me?"
Jiang An couldn't guess what her current emotion was. Angry? Jealous? Sad?
He gently grasped her wrist. "How do you want me to repay you?"
Her gaze slowly descended. "Usually you're the one in control of me; today, I'm going to take control of you."
"..." Jiang An tried to control his breathing, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down before he said hoarsely, "You can't treat me like you did last time at the Jiang family today."
They tied him to the bed in such a disheveled state.
Wen Lingshuang reached out and touched it.
The fabric is taut.
Her red lips parted and closed, "I don't care, Jiang An, you made me unhappy, so I'm going to treat you like this."
Jiang An only felt her soft, boneless hand sliding through the fabric of her suit.
No man can resist such ultimate temptation.
He closed his eyes briefly and said with difficulty, "Okay."
Wen Lingshuang finally smiled when she heard his agreement.
So what if we were childhood playmates? So what if I want to seduce him?
Even though Chairman Jiang appears aloof, arrogant, and powerful to outsiders, she still has to listen to her.
The fortune teller said that Jiang An controlled her in bed.
Now, she wants to overthrow the Heavenly Gang.
He pushed Jiang An onto the bed and, just like last time, tied his hands with a rope. This time it was tighter than last time; at least it was a rope instead of a shirt.
After tying it up, she stepped back and just stood there looking at her 'perfect masterpiece'.
Jiang An took off his suit jacket, leaving him in only a black shirt. The shirt clung to his body, revealing the outline of his muscles, while his suit trousers hugged his long, straight legs, giving him an elegant yet alluring look. It was hard to believe that he would be so obedient.
At that moment, Wen Lingshuang felt extremely satisfied.
After taking a photo, she walked up to him.
No foreplay was done, and no clothes were removed.
Jiang An realized what she was about to do, his throat tightened, "Yangyang, don't hurt yourself."
"Don't speak," she said coldly. "I'm still angry."
Jiang An suppressed his emotional fluctuations and tried his best to remain calm.
But it was too difficult... She was so soft, so tender, so irresistible to him.
Jiang An was in distress, and Wen Lingshuang wasn't much better off.
The room was eerily quiet. Both of them were drenched in cold sweat. Wen Lingshuang lay motionless against his neck, her brows furrowed in pain.
Because it was so quiet, the sound of their heartbeats was crystal clear.
After a long while, Jiang An's voice was hoarse, "Yangyang, can you move?"
Wen Lingshuang refused to move, holding him tightly, and asked, "What were your thoughts when you saw Zhao Tinghe just now?"
Cold sweat slowly slid down Jiang An's forehead.
He pursed his lips. "No idea."
"Impossible! You're staring at her! You like her!"
“I like you.” The veins on Jiang An’s neck bulged, and his eyes gradually turned bloodshot, as if his endurance had reached its limit. “You have no doubt about that.”
Hearing him say this, Wen Lingshuang could feel the burning heat pulsating within her.
The jealousy had subsided slightly, and she pursed her lips, saying, "I don't believe it..." Then, somewhat disappointed, she added, "Yao Fei will definitely find a better woman than me to sow discord—smarter than me, cuter than me, with a better family background than me, better than me..."
She tried a few times, but couldn't keep up.
Seeing that she was silent, Jiang An asked, "What else is there to compete in?"
"Anyway, you won't find anyone prettier than me," she said arrogantly. "You can only find someone smarter than me, cuter than me, and with a better family background than me."
Jiang An, though trying to suppress his emotions, was amused by her cuteness. He reached out and stroked her waist, inhaling the fragrance of her neck. "No one can compare to you."
A large hand swept across his waist.
Wen Lingshuang didn't realize it at first, but after a while she looked down and saw that the tightly tied rope had long since come loose.
Jiang An has been free to move around for a long time!
She was shocked, took a small step back, and stared at him with wide eyes, "How did you untie it!"
Jiang An pursed his lips, "I learned it on purpose after I learned your quirk."
Since the last time, Jiang An knew that this kind of thing would never happen only once.
Wen Lingshuang has a penchant for binding people.
It's okay to play around with it.
Wen Lingshuang's face flushed with embarrassment, a mixture of anger and annoyance. "You...you're going too far! Didn't you promise me?!"
“I didn’t move.” Jiang An pursed his lips. “My hands are just free.”
"It doesn't count! It doesn't count!" she cried, frantically grabbing the scattered rope. "We need to tie it up!"
They tried to tie the rope to his hands, but in their panic, they failed to tie it properly several times.
Finally, in a fit of anger, she threw the rope on the ground and threw a tantrum, yelling, "I'm not doing it anymore! I don't get any sense of being in a superior position!"
Seeing that she was throwing a tantrum and trying to get up, Jiang An, both amused and annoyed, raised his hand and pressed down on her shoulder. "I won't move."
He said, "You can play however you want, okay?"
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