Chapter 28 Celebrating Miss Jiang's Return to the Light

Yan Feng's face also darkened.

Jiang Ciyou didn't really want to break up.

He hasn't told his family about Xia Ling's pregnancy.

She brought it out at this critical moment not to make everyone think that Xia Ling used her pregnancy to force her to give up her position.

How could they possibly accept Xia Ling in this case?

really.

When Yan's mother found out, she was furious.

"Yan Feng, are you and that little bitch bullying Xiaoyou like this? I tell you, no matter whether she is pregnant or not, I will never let her enter the Yan family, and we will never accept that child."

"Mom, the baby in Xia Ling's belly is my own flesh and blood, your grandson."

Yan Feng was also very angry.

"Our Yan family doesn't need such despicable blood. How did Xiaoyou treat Xia Ling all those years? She was kidnapped by gangsters, and it was Xiaoyou who saved her and blocked the knife for her. She almost lost half her life. Now there is a deep scar on her shoulder. What did she do? She stole Xiaoyou's boyfriend when she was most desperate and vulnerable. Does she have any conscience?"

At that time, Jiang Ciyou suffered triple betrayal of family, friendship, and love.

I couldn't get over it and cut my wrists.

A person who was so cheerful since childhood actually committed suicide.

Mother Yan felt heartbroken just thinking about it.

Yan Feng's eyes were gloomy. "I was the one who pursued Xia Ling. This matter has nothing to do with Xia Ling. If anyone is sorry, it's me who is sorry to her."

"Okay, okay, okay, you are still defending her. You are really possessed by a demon. You will regret it in the future."

Jiang Ciyou grabbed Jiang's mother's arm and said, "Mom, now that things have come to this, I have let it go. You should let it go too. I can't be your daughter-in-law, but I am willing to be your daughter. In the future, I will take care of you in your old age."

Yan's mother grabbed Jiang Ciyou's hand and burst into tears.

The old man beside him sighed deeply.

"Forget it, forget it. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. If they want to separate, then let them separate."

The old man walked up to Yan Feng and said, "But I told you that you can give up your status as Xiaoyou's husband, but at the same time you will also give up your status as the heir of the Yan family and the company's stocks..."

"Grandpa, I don't want any shares in the company, nor do I want the Yan family's property."

Jiang Ciyou said seriously, "This is your life's work. You can't use it to compensate your children. I won't run a company. I'm afraid I'll let down your efforts. I won't take the shares. As for the property you bought for me, I'll return it to the Yan family. These things never belonged to me in the first place."

Mother Yan was so distressed: "Xiaoyou, you are just saying those words in anger. I bought those properties for you bit by bit since you were born. Even if you are no longer the daughter-in-law of our Yan family, they are all yours."

Jiang Ciyou smiled and said, "I don't lack anything, really. If you really want to give it to me, I only want the Green Villa. As for the rest, you can give it to Ayin as a dowry."

No matter how Yan's mother tried to persuade her to stay, Jiang Ciyou still moved out.

Father Yan supported Mother Yan who was crying and said: "It may not be a bad thing to separate them now. Letting them calm down will actually help to ease their relationship."

Mother Yan choked up and nodded: "No matter what, I only recognize Xiaoyou as my daughter-in-law in this life."

Jiang Ciyou moved all the luggage into the car.

After saying goodbye to my father, mother, and grandson, I prepared to leave.

It was rare for Yan Feng to follow her and see her off.

Jiang Ciyou opened the car door.

Yan Feng grabbed her arm and said, "Jiang Ciyou, have you made enough noise?"

Jiang Ci smiled with some doubt: "Do you think I'm making trouble?"

"You deliberately told Xia Ling about her pregnancy. You just wanted to put her in an unfair situation. Do you still care about this? You don't really want to break up. You just want to force the Yan family to make Xia Ling abort the child. Jiang Ciyou, you are really vicious."

Jiang Ci shook his head helplessly: "Yan Feng, I hated you and Xia Ling, but I never thought of hurting your child. You won't believe anything I explain, so just leave it to time."

Jiang Ciyou shook off Yan Feng's hand and got into the car.

After starting the car, Jiang Ciyou rolled down the window.

She raised her head and smiled at Yan Feng: "Yan Feng, I really let you go this time. I wish you and Xia Ling happiness."

After saying that, the car sped away from the Yan family's old house.

Yan Feng stood in the yard for a long time.

When he was entangled with her before, he was really disgusted.

But now that she's really gone, I feel like there's a void in my heart.

Especially the smile on her face when she left at the end. That look of relief, neither sad nor happy, as if she had let go of all grudges, made him feel upset.

Jiang Ciyou, can you really let it go?

Or is it just a show for everyone to see?

Jiang Ciyou came out of the Yan family's old house and drove directly to the Green Villa.

The car stopped in the yard.

It was already late.

But all the lights in the house were on.

After a while, a tall figure walked out from inside.

When he saw that figure, Jiang Ciyou burst out laughing.

"You are the prince, what are you doing?"

Bo Jinxiu knew what she was laughing at and looked down at the apron on his body.

"I made dinner and I'll wait for you to come back and eat it."

Jiang Ciyou was a little surprised: "You can actually cook?"

"No, how do you know? I came back today."

Bo Jinxiu raised his lips, and his cold eyes seemed to have a little warmth: "A man's intuition."

Jiang Ciyou said nothing and opened the trunk of the car: "Please help me move my luggage."

After moving the luggage into the house, Jiang Ciyou was not in a hurry to pack it up.

Instead, he followed Bo Jinxiu to the restaurant.

The table was filled with all kinds of delicious food.

Jiang Ciyou was quite surprised: "Did you do all this?"

Bo Jinxiu nodded: "It took three hours, and there is chicken soup. I will go get it."

Jiang Ciyou actually didn't eat anything at Yan's house that night.

Seeing the table full of delicious food made me really hungry.

The two of them sat at opposite sides of the dining table and started eating.

Jiang Ciyou took a bite of the braised spareribs and was very surprised: "It's delicious. How do you know how to cook?"

"I was sent to study in England when I was thirteen and stayed there for seven years." He said only briefly.

Jiang Ciyou already understood.

Britain is a global food desert, and white rice is notoriously unpalatable.

If international students want to eat authentic Chinese food, they have to cook it themselves.

Therefore, most international students have superb cooking skills.

"Do you usually cook for yourself?"

Bo Jinxiu shook his head: "Very rarely, today is a celebration."

"Celebrating what?"

The man said calmly, "Congratulations to Miss Jiang for abandoning the dark and joining the light."

After dinner, Bo Jinxiu took the initiative to go to the kitchen to clean up.

Jiang Ciyou stood at the door holding a cup of coffee and watched the man washing dishes inside.

This man has a model-like figure and perfect proportions. Even his back view can make people's hearts beat faster.

In front of others, he is always cold and reserved, as if he is out of reach.

But in front of Jiang Ciyou, he seemed like a different person.

Thinking back to these three years.

Jiang Ciyou has never been involved in any sexual activity here.

This man can do housework, tidy up clothes, do all kinds of things in bed, and then hold her in his arms and gently help her take a bath.

She always thought that he was a beauty who was carefully trained to seduce people.

But unfortunately, he has such a prominent identity.

Until now, Jiang Ciyou still feels very divided.

The man finished cleaning up and walked out of the kitchen.

Looking at Jiang Ciyou holding a cup of coffee in his hand, he frowned: "Drinking coffee so late, don't you want to sleep?"

Jiang Ciyou smiled and said, "I have insomnia anyway, it's nothing."

Jiang Ciyou suffers from insomnia and is lucky if he can sleep for three hours a day.

Bo Jinxiu knew this because he had slept with her for three years.

She often tossed and turned in the middle of the night, and sometimes got up when she couldn't sleep.

Many nights, when he opened his eyes, she would look at the stars on the lounge chair on the balcony.

Bo Jinxiu raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes dark and deep.

"It's okay if you can't sleep, we can do something else."