Chapter 25 "Do we know each other?"
Dark clouds loomed overhead, and a light rain began to fall as the car drove onto the central avenue. The pattering raindrops fell on the car window, and were whipped into long, thin streaks by the rushing wind. Countless streaks overlapped, covering the clear car window with a thin veil of rain, obscuring the view outside. Jiang An looked at Wen Ling Shuang's profile, knowing she was angry, but not knowing how to coax her.
He gently held her wrist with his fingers, like a loving couple who had been together for many years, his fingertips caressing her delicate skin.
The more intimate and natural he was with her, the more gentle and tender he was, the more bewildered she became.
This old man's methods were beyond her imagination. From the announcement of the marriage alliance between the two families until now, she had actually gone from resisting at the beginning to...
Before the burning sensation on Wen Lingshuang's face had subsided, her phone, which was lying next to her, lit up. Tan Zhu had texted her saying that she was waiting for her at her house and wanted to take a look at the dress she would wear to the gathering banquet.
"I want to go home," Wen Lingshuang said slowly. "Take me home."
Jiang An swallowed hard and said in a low voice, "Then when is the next time you come to my house?"
Wen Lingshuang shook off his hand, crossed her arms, and proudly raised her neck like a peacock on a branch, "I won't go before the wedding!"
There are still three months until the wedding.
Jiang An had a headache.
I never thought three months would be so hard, but now it feels like an eternity.
He sighed and told Lon to turn the car around and head back to the Wen family home.
When they arrived at the Wen family's residence, the rain was particularly heavy. Wen Lingshuang originally wanted Jiang An to go straight back, but the drizzling rain was like hail, with each drop hitting the car with a heavy thud. Fearing that it would be dangerous for him to go back, she reluctantly said, "Come in and sit down. We can go back when the rain subsides."
Jiang An could see her reluctance and waved his hand, saying never mind.
Seeing that he didn't appreciate her efforts, Wen Lingshuang snorted coldly. He was being pretentious. Last night, she was the one who was played with like that by him, she was the one who was stood up by him, she was the one who waited for him all day... She walked in with her high heels, and her swaying, charming figure made Jiang An's eyes darken suddenly.
After a moment of silence, I followed her inside.
"Yangyang," he called her name.
Hearing his footsteps, Wen Lingshuang said, "Aren't you coming?"
I want to see you more.
Wen Lingshuang's heart softened, but she didn't show it on her face. "Who wants you to look? It's so annoying."
As I stepped into the hall, I could hear Tan Zhu's noisy voice even before I entered.
"Really? Ling Shuang didn't come back last night?"
"My God, Uncle, how could you let her spend the night outside?!"
"What are you saying? It's not like she's spending the night at a friend's house. What's wrong with her spending the night at her own fiancé's house?"
"Then aren't you afraid..." Tan Zhu's voice trailed off, "aren't you afraid she'll suffer a loss?"
Hearing this, the burning sensation that Wen Lingshuang had finally managed to calm down surged up again. She glanced at Jiang An on her left, and her red lips unconsciously pursed...
We suffered a loss.
But they also reaped considerable benefits.
So all things considered, it's not a loss.
He kissed her, played with her, but didn't she also demand her revenge?
Tan Zhu, having been raised abroad since childhood, is more open-minded than the average person. Fearing that she might say something even more offensive, I said, "Tan Zhu, I heard your voice from afar. Are you talking bad about me?"
Tan Zhu looked up and saw Jiang An and Wen Lingshuang. She immediately laughed and said, "No, I was just saying you two have a deep friendship."
After saying that, she looked at Jiang An and said, "Brother-in-law is here too, please sit down."
The two walked to the sofa and sat down one after the other.
She had just sat down when she noticed some of the latest haute couture dress designs on the table. She glanced at them and saw that they were all cute and charming types, which didn't suit her.
Seeing that she was staring at the design drawings, Tan Zhu picked one out and handed it to her, saying, "How about this one? I plan to wear it to the banquet."
"So-so." Wen Lingshuang didn't even look up. "You're not a child anymore, don't always stare at these cute and playful dresses."
"I don't want to be like you, always dressing so sexy and glamorous for every banquet."
Tan Zhu's words are biased. It's not that Wen Lingshuang's dress was sexy and glamorous, but rather that with her beauty and figure, she looks sexy and glamorous in anything she wears. Even if she wears a plain white cheongsam, she can become the focus of the entire room.
Jiang An couldn't help but recall the scene of seeing Wen Lingshuang at the banquet last time.
His dark eyes narrowed, and he asked in a low voice, "Every time?"
“Yeah.” Tan Zhu turned to look at Jiang An. “Brother-in-law, you need to keep an eye on her. Every time she goes to a banquet, the number of people pursuing her increases.”
Jiang An listened to these words and seemed to be deep in thought.
Wen Lingshuang glared fiercely at Tan Zhu and whispered, "Are you trying to get yourself killed? You always sabotage me. Who's your real sister here?"
Tan Zhu said with a smile, "I'm just giving you a heads-up so your brother-in-law won't find out later that you have so many suitors that it will affect your marital harmony."
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
"What dress is Yangyang planning to wear?" Jiang An looked at the design sketches on the table. "This one?"
The direction he was pointing to was a very understated dress, with a Chinese classical design. It was the most covered-up of all the designs, with no exposed waist, chest, arms, shoulders, or thighs. It was completely unoriginal, with the only eye-catching feature being the diamonds embedded in the dress.
Wen Lingshuang refused without even thinking.
She turned to look at him. "I don't want any of these dresses. There are a few suitable ones upstairs. I'll just pick one to wear."
Jiang An pondered for a moment, "Take me to see it?"
"Um?"
Wen Lingshuang was taken aback for a moment, and before she could speak, Tan Yu asked with a smile, "Jiang An, are you going too?"
Jiang An rarely attends banquets; this is common knowledge within the industry.
Even so, wherever he is, the gossip and news about him never stop.
“Let’s go.” Jiang An nodded. “It’s been a long time since I’ve attended a banquet like this. Let’s accompany Yangyang and see what’s fun.”
Wen Lingshuang glanced at him, her hands still fidgeting, and bypassed her family's gaze to get behind him, poking his waist with her finger.
Jiang An smiled and took her naughty little hand from behind.
Although he often didn't understand her thoughts, at this moment he could roughly guess that her action meant she was dissatisfied with him.
With her parents both present, Wen Lingshuang couldn't embarrass Jiang An, so she could only lead him upstairs.
Jiang An was quite familiar with her room. Walking into the dressing room and seeing rows of brand-new dresses, and recalling what Tan Zhu had just said, he asked, "So how many people are pursuing you right now?"
Wen Lingshuang's hand glided over the rows of dresses as she replied, "I don't know, I don't know."
After saying that, she turned to look at Jiang An and said, "If you want to know, you can investigate. I don't mind."
She didn't believe he could finish the investigation.
Even she herself doesn't know how many people are pursuing her.
Moreover, she felt that Jiang An wasn't that bored. The two of them had already publicly announced their marriage, and most of the people who were pursuing her would probably back down. Who would pursue her knowing that she had a fiancé, and that the fiancé was Jiang An? Wouldn't they be crazy?
Jiang An did not answer.
I took out my phone and sent a message to Lon.
Right after she finished handing it out, Wen Lingshuang picked up a light purple strapless dress and asked, "How's this one? Does it look good?"
Jiang An looked up and saw the high slit of the skirt. According to the proportions, it would almost expose the top of the thigh. That meant it was only a few inches away from the place he had touched last night.
His eyes suddenly darkened, and he said, "Change into something else."
A very serious tone.
Wen Lingshuang frowned. "What's wrong? This dress is very pretty."
"The slit is too high."
Wen Lingshuang glanced down at the high slit and frowned. "This is where the highlight is designed. How can my legs look longer if it's not high?"
“Your legs are already quite long,” Jiang An said, pursing his lips. “If they were any higher, I wouldn’t need to untie them; I could reach them like I did last night.”
Wen Lingshuang: "..."
Her face suddenly turned red, and she grabbed her skirt, glaring at him. "You, you're being a pervert!"
Jiang An remained noncommittal, saying, "With you dressed like that, it's hard for me not to act like a scoundrel."
Those men thought no differently than he did.
The only difference is that he can touch her, while they can only fantasize about her.
"Get out, get out! I don't need your opinions anymore, I'll choose myself!"
She pointed angrily at the door, "Get out!"
Jiang An didn't speak, but walked past her to the back window, took out a white dress, elegant and dignified, and said, "Choose this one, okay?"
Wen Lingshuang turned her head to the side. "No."
Her snow-white neck was exposed to him without reservation, and coupled with her smooth profile, she was like a masterpiece of art. Jiang An smiled and whispered a few words in her ear. Then he took out a few cards from his suit pocket and handed them to her.
He then took a step back, placed the dress in front of her, and asked, "So, is it okay for me to wear this?"
Wen Lingshuang slowly turned her head and reluctantly nodded.
Half an hour later, the rain subsided, and Jiang An left the Wen family ahead of schedule.
After he left, Tan Zhu came upstairs and saw Wen Lingshuang lying on the bed. She sat down beside her with a smile and asked, "What's wrong? You seem all lovey-dovey. Did something happen last night?"
Wen Lingshuang glanced at her sideways but didn't say anything.
Tan Zhu leaned down and said, "Even if you don't say anything, I know you've definitely done something inappropriate, right?"
"Can you please stop thinking about those kinds of things?"
"Okay." Tan Zhu chuckled twice. "So what were you talking about upstairs just now? What dresses did you choose?"
Wen Lingshuang slowly raised her hand, pointed to the dress not far away, and said, "I chose that one."
Following the direction of her finger, Tan Zhu saw a simple white dress.
It's really beautiful.
But it doesn't fit Wen Lingshuang's aesthetic.
She was extremely surprised. "You chose that?"
"Jiang An chose it."
"You agreed!?"
Wen Lingshuang picked up the bank card in her hand and said, "I agree."
Tan Zhu stared wide-eyed at the bank card in her hand. Customized black cards like this were extremely rare worldwide, and they didn't even have a pre-set credit limit. The so-called "credit limit" would dynamically adjust based on the user's spending habits and asset situation. Theoretically, as long as the transaction was reasonable, spending the equivalent of a private jet or a yacht was permitted.
Whether it's needing to urgently book one of the world's most difficult restaurants to book, or needing to contact the world's top medical experts, his private banker will use all available resources to solve the problem. In short, the restrictions of "rules" that you feel in daily life are completely absent here, allowing you to achieve the highest degree of "freedom of time" and "freedom of choice."
Wen Lingshuang also has unlimited cards.
However, the amount on the card is largely subject to bank monitoring and management, and expenditures exceeding 100 million yuan require Wen Jinye's approval and signature.
Tan Zhu was speechless.
He could only look at Wen Lingshuang with envy and said, "You're bowing down for money."
“Wrong,” Wen Lingshuang said with a smile. “I was won over by his attitude.”
*
Jiang An returned to Nanxi Villa at around 7 p.m. The rain had not stopped. As he walked into the hall, loneliness enveloped him like a large net.
He had been used to this kind of life for more than 20 years, and he had been used to this loneliness and desolation, but things quietly changed because Wen Lingshuang stayed for one night.
She sat on this sofa yesterday.
Yesterday, they shared a bed.
Jiang An took a deep breath, took out a cigarette from the cabinet next to him, put it in his mouth, lit it with one hand, and with a 'sizzle', the orange-red flame leaped into the air.
It's far too deserted.
He leaned back slightly on the sofa and exhaled the pungent smoke.
The phone placed beside me lit up; a call from Jiang District was ringing.
The first missed call.
The second missed call.
The third missed call...
It wasn't until the sixth hour that Jiang An picked up his phone and pressed the answer button.
The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Jiang An?"
A very unfamiliar female voice.
Jiang An, a cigarette between his fingers, asked, "Who is it?"
After receiving his response, the other party fell silent again, and after a few seconds spoke: "Do you remember that you deposited money into my medical account?"
Jiang An frowned slightly.
He then stubbed out the bright red cigarette butt in the ashtray next to him and said, "I remember."
"Um..." the other person stammered, their words slightly indistinct, "Do we know each other?"
Jiang An remained silent.
The woman then said, "You're in Beijing, right? I see the address on your phone shows Beijing. Can I come to Beijing to see you?"
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