Chapter 328 Wishes Fulfilled
Based on Jiang Xingyao's understanding of Jin Qingyu, with such a good excuse as being injured, he should have used this opportunity to soften the attitude of everyone in the Zhou family towards him, instead of repeatedly making excuses to get rid of her like this.
After much thought, Jiang Xingyao felt that there must be something fishy about Jin Qingyu's injury.
When she offered to help Jin Qingyu change his bandages again, but Jin Qingyu asked her to go shopping with Qu Xinting instead, Jiang Xingyao finally decided to find out what was going on.
She closed the guest room door behind her, her gaze fixed intently on Jin Qingyu, making him feel uneasy. Jin Qingyu said, "Yaoyao, what are you doing? I'm still injured. Even if you have any needs, you should..."
"Shut up." Jiang Xingyao knew he was teasing her on purpose, trying to make her leave. When she heard his somewhat inappropriate words, she still awkwardly turned her head away, but quickly pretended to be calm and glared at Jin Qingyu. "Take off your clothes yourself."
"Yaoyao, we're still at the Zhou family's place, so why are you in such a hurry? How about we go somewhere else?" Jin Qingyu teased again, walking towards Jiang Xingyao step by step, pressing closer with an invisible pressure.
He knew that Jiang Xingyao was reserved and should have fled at this point, but she didn't. Jiang Xingyao stepped forward and grabbed his collar directly: "Why bother with all that trouble? Jin Qingyu, stop pretending with me. There's something wrong with your injury, isn't there?"
If this were just a regular knife wound, would you be so wary of me time and time again?
She was too lazy to waste words with Jin Qingyu and easily pulled off his coat.
Jin Qingyu remained unyielding, saying, "Yaoyao, you're overthinking it. Why would I need to be wary of you?"
I just feel that since we're still in the Zhou family, and your older brother hasn't accepted me yet, if I get too close to you and accidentally upset him, wouldn't that be digging my own grave?
"Honey, for our future, stay away from me for now. Once you get past your older brother, you can look at me however you want."
Jiang Xingyao was almost amused by his words: "Jin Qingyu, do you think I care to see you? If you don't want my older brother to know, then show your wound and let me change your dressing."
Otherwise, if we stay here too long, he might actually come over.
Jin Qingyu started beating around the bush again, but Jiang Xingyao didn't tolerate him this time. She forcefully pressed him down on the sofa and removed his bandages.
The moment she saw the wound, it dawned on her: "Jin Qingyu, tell me, what kind of wound is this?"
"A knife wound," Jin Qingyu said, his eyes flickering for a moment before he quickly replied as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Xingyao said, "Really? I've never seen a knife look like this before. I'll give you one last chance. What kind of wound is this?"
Jin Qingyu still didn't change his tune: "This is my first time seeing them too. You know, those people are all desperate criminals, and they're no exception when it comes to having special weapons."
"Still making things up," Jiang Xingyao said. "Do you think I'm stupid? This is clearly a gunshot wound, isn't it? What were you two doing that day?"
You can cover for Zhou Huaiyan in exchange for a chance, but if you don't tell me the truth, I can also…
Before Jiang Xingyao could finish her threatening words, a look of panic flashed across Jin Qingyu's face. He immediately reached out and covered Jiang Xingyao's mouth: "Don't say anything, Yaoyao. Apart from the fact that this wound is not a knife wound, I haven't lied to you about anything."
Indeed, we unexpectedly encountered our brother's enemy. The other party was desperate and resorted to desperate measures. I was forced into this situation.
The reason I didn't tell you was because I didn't want you to worry. See, I'm perfectly fine now, aren't I? This matter is all in the past.
He grabbed Jiang Xingyao's wrist, placed her hand on his wound, and softened his tone: "Look, Yaoyao, it's almost healed."
"Does it still hurt?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
"It doesn't hurt anymore," Jin Qingyu said.
"It doesn't hurt at all anymore?"
"It doesn't hurt at all."
Jiang Xingyao's fingers gradually tightened, her fingertips touching Jin Qingyu's wound. She asked, "Doesn't it hurt like this?"
Jin Qingyu gasped almost imperceptibly, but still stubbornly insisted, "It doesn't hurt."
Jiang Xingyao could feel a warm flow gushing out from the wound that was almost scabbed over. It must have been from her pressing that caused it to bleed. She hardened her heart, looked at Jin Qingyu's still unchanging face, and pressed harder: "Doesn't it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Cold sweat was already seeping from his forehead, but Jin Qingyu remained expressionless.
Jiang Xingyao was genuinely amused and exasperated: "Jin Qingyu, why are you doing this? Your older brother isn't even here. Is it really necessary for you to go to such lengths to protect him?"
Jin Qingyu said, "I didn't deliberately protect it. It really doesn't hurt. Yao Yao, I..."
"Shut up." Jin Qingyu remained stubborn, and it was Jiang Xingyao who let go first. Sure enough, her fingertips were stained with bright red blood, the glaring color seeming to seep directly into her heart. It made her throat feel a little dry.
She found the medicine and gauze, knelt down next to Jin Qingyu to help her change the dressing, her long, disheveled hair falling down and brushing against Jin Qingyu's wrist, where his fingers idly wrapped around it.
The close proximity and the mingling of their breaths seemed to add a touch of ambiguity.
Jiang Xingyao's attention was entirely focused on Jin Qingyu's wound, and she didn't notice these things. It wasn't until she finished changing the dressing and looked up that she realized the atmosphere had indeed been a bit too ambiguous when she saw his dark eyes.
Jiang Xingyao tried to get up in a panic, but Jin Qingyu's hand was already on her waist. His palm was hot, and it seemed to penetrate through the layers of clothing and reach Jiang Xingyao's skin.
“Your injury hasn’t healed yet, so behave yourself,” Jiang Xingyao said.
"I already said it doesn't hurt, it won't affect anything, and Yao Yao doesn't care, does she?" That hand traveled up Jiang Xingyao's waist, leaving a ticklish sensation wherever it went.
After Jiang Xingyao and Jin Qingyu reconciled, all their interactions were marked by a polite, restrained approach; this was probably the first time...
Just as Jiang Xingyao was hesitating about whether to agree to his overstepping boundaries, there was a sudden, urgent knocking at the door, accompanied by Zhou Huaiyan's voice, instantly shattering the momentary tranquility.
Jiang Xingyao immediately came to her senses and pushed Jin Qingyu away.
She opened the door and, sure enough, saw Zhou Huaiyan standing there, peeking inside intentionally or unintentionally. Jiang Xingyao asked, "Brother, what are you looking at?"
"What were you two doing just now? Why did you close the door?" Zhou Huaiyan looked at Jin Qingyu with some suspicion, and when he saw Jin Qingyu's bare upper body, his face immediately became wary.
Jiang Xingyao said, "Of course it's for changing the dressing. Speaking of which, his wound..."
"You knew all along?" Zhou Huaiyan said. "That day was indeed an accident, and I never expected it to turn out like that."
"Brother, even if we consider this an accident, how can you guarantee that such an accident won't happen again in the future? I know that the Zhou family has been involved in that kind of thing for many years. You've been doing it this way for so many years, so I really shouldn't interfere too much."
But that's not a long-term solution. Could you please stop doing that dangerous business for the sake of us family members and for Uncle Zhou's sake?
"I finally have a family, and I don't want anything to happen to any of you. Brother, please promise me this once, okay?" Jiang Xingyao said.
Seeing the bullet holes clearly made Jiang Xingyao panic; she didn't want to see Zhou Huaiyan involved with those desperados anymore.
Zhou Huaiyan looked at Jiang Xingyao without saying a word. Jiang Xingyao also felt a strong sense of unease. Zhou Huaiyan was usually very good to her, but she couldn't be sure that he would give up those businesses that could bring huge profits just because of a few words from her.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Xingyao added, "If it really doesn't work, could you hire more bodyguards and pay more attention to your own safety? I..."
Hearing her nervous words, Zhou Huaiyan chuckled: "Yaoyao, have you been watching too many TV dramas? This is a society governed by law. Even if my Zhou family has some other businesses, they are nothing more than casinos or the like, which are all legal operations and not as scary as you think."
This time it was the other party who broke the rules. These kinds of accidents can't always happen. If you really don't believe me, you can ask Director Zhu. Your brother is perfectly clean.”
"real?"
“Really,” Zhou Huaiyan said. “What you’re thinking about only happens in TV dramas. Where are people nowadays so openly engaged in shady businesses?”
"Hong Kong is indeed relatively safe, but if I really had any problems, how could a powerful family like the Jin family from the capital dare to cooperate with me?"
After Zhou Huaiyan said that, Jiang Xingyao gradually dispelled some of her doubts. She then said, "But the rumors always say..."
“You said it yourself, it’s just a rumor. Those things won’t do me any harm. On the contrary, they can help me build momentum and save me a lot of trouble. Why should I care?” Zhou Huaiyan said.
Jiang Xingyao thought it over and over but couldn't figure out anything from Zhou Huaiyan, so she could only remain skeptical and say nothing more.
Zhou Huaiyan patted Jiang Xingyao's shoulder reassuringly again, and then called Jin Qingyu out: "I see your injury has almost healed, let's talk."
“Brother, don’t take him to places like that. His injuries haven’t fully healed yet,” Jiang Xingyao added worriedly. Zhou Huaiyan said, “He won’t go anywhere. He’ll stay home. Yaoyao, don’t keep an eye on him. Go downstairs and talk to Aunt Qu.”
Jiang Xingyao hesitated before going downstairs. Less than half an hour later, she saw Jin Qingyu again. Jin Qingyu and Zhou Huaiyan walked over side by side. His face and the corner of his mouth were bruised, but he seemed to be in a good mood. Jiang Xingyao heard him say to Zhou Huaiyan, "Big brother, you promised to hand Yaoyao over to me. You can't go back on your word now."
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