Chapter 49 Like a dragon coveting a treasure
Jin Qingyu's injuries were not serious. Jiang Xingyao accompanied him to the hospital to get his medicine. When they came out, they ran into Dr. Zheng, who was giving her a prenatal checkup.
Dr. Zheng spotted her immediately and came up to greet her, "Ms. Jiang, are you here for a check-up today?"
Jiang Xingyao had been in a daze all day, but when she heard Dr. Zheng's words, she immediately came to her senses. She quickly said, "Thank you for your concern, Dr. Zheng. I'm feeling very well lately and don't need a check-up."
She deliberately emphasized the word "physical examination," with a hint of implication, and glanced warily at Jin Qingyu beside her.
Dr. Zheng also looked at Jin Qingyu. He quickly remembered Qin Jiangnan's instructions and cooperated with him knowingly: "That's good. Miss Jiang is weak, so she still needs to pay more attention to supplementing her nutrition."
Jiang Xingyao thanked Dr. Zheng again.
She watched Dr. Zheng leave, and when she turned around, she saw Jin Qingyu staring at Dr. Zheng's back with a probing gaze.
Fearing he might notice something amiss, Jiang Xingyao initiated a conversation with him: "What are you looking at?"
"When did you come to the hospital?" Jin Qingyu asked. When Dr. Zheng greeted Yao Yao, they seemed to know each other well. Does she come to the hospital often?
Jiang Xingyao's expression wavered slightly, and she quickly scoffed: "President Jin is really asking a question he already knows the answer to. Back when Jiang Cancan and I fell together, you carried Jiang Cancan away, and at Wangshan Manor, you pushed me away to take Jiang Cancan with you. Every time, I didn't need to come to the hospital."
Since Mr. Jin didn't care back then, why ask now?
Jiang Xingyao's words were barbed, and her eyes held a deep sarcasm.
Upon hearing her answer, which was almost like reopening her wounds, Jin Qingyu indeed lost all interest in Dr. Zheng. He said, "Yaoyao, I'm sorry."
Jiang Xingyao didn't say anything more, and the two left the hospital one after the other.
It was lunchtime, and Jin Qingyu said, "I just had someone book a restaurant. Come have lunch with me."
Jiang Xingyao didn't want to go.
Jin Qingyu then feigned weakness: "Mrs. Jin, please have pity on me this once, considering I was injured for you today?"
"If President Jin needs someone to pity him, he can just wave his hand and a whole bunch of people will be willing."
“But all I need is for Mrs. Jin to feel sorry for me,” Jin Qingyu said.
His actions showed no intention of evoking pity; he practically dragged Jiang Xingyao into the car.
Since their marriage, Jiang Xingyao and Jin Qingyu have rarely seen each other, let alone had a cozy dinner together outside.
Aside from the last time he deliberately put on a show in front of Shen Mingsu, this should be the second time.
The table was decorated in a very warm and inviting way, with candles arranged in the shape of a heart.
In the center of that heart-shaped heart, there is a bunch of bright yellow roses in full bloom.
Nineteen flowers symbolize "forgive me".
Jiang Xingyao glanced at it once and then looked away.
Jin Qingyu sensed her resistance, his expression stiffened for a moment, but he quickly said to Jiang Xingyao, "Yaoyao, I'm sorry for what happened before. I've already fired Secretary Jiang. Come home with me and give me a chance to make it up to you, okay?"
compensate?
Jiang Xingyao laughed: "Jin Qingyu, how are you going to make it up to me? How are you going to mend the stained memories?"
Do you know that during this time, whenever I close my eyes, all I can think of is you and Jiang Cancan staying in my mother's and grandfather's house?
Unless you can erase my memory, I will never forget it.
"Yaoyao..." Jin Qingyu's voice was a little hoarse. Seeing Jiang Xingyao's calm face across from him made him frown slightly. He still explained, "I wasn't with Jiang Cancan. That house..."
"You don't need to say anything more. For me, it's an endless nightmare. I don't want to get caught up in it anymore. Jin Qingyu, thank you for protecting me at the Jiang family today, but that's all."
"I'll transfer the money to you once Jiang Yuncheng sends it over. I hope we'll meet again at the Civil Affairs Bureau." Jiang Xingyao interrupted him.
She could roughly guess what Jin Qingyu wanted to say. His so-called compensation was at most restoring the houses in Wangshan Manor to their original state, like a rose vine that had been re-erected or a swing that had been repaired.
But how can something that has been repaired remain the same as before?
At least for her now, when she thinks of the house in Wangshan Manor, the first thing that comes to mind is not her grandfather, but Jiang Cancan sitting there.
Whether he fires Jiang Cancan or repairs the things, as long as this memory isn't erased, she will never be able to forgive him.
"Do you really have to go this far?" Jin Qingyu asked.
Jiang Xingyao nodded: "There's no point in discussing this, Jin Qingyu. Sometimes letting go is better for both of us."
“But what if I don’t want to let go?” Jin Qingyu asked.
Jiang Xingyao said, "That's your problem."
As she got up to leave, Jin Qingyu called out to her again, "Yaoyao, I think we can have a good talk, like about your family."
Jiang Xingyao had always known that bringing Jin Qingyu back to the Jiang family today was tantamount to shedding her glamorous facade.
When Jin Qingyu brought up her family, she wasn't surprised. She bluntly stated, "You've already seen it. The father that outsiders say dotes on me is a lie. He's been using me and my mother all along, nothing more. There's nothing to talk about."
“I’m not talking about him, I’m talking about your mother, Yao Yao. You want to take her away, right? But she’s overly dependent on your father, and you can’t take her out of the Jiang family right now.” Jin Qingyu pointed out Jiang Xingyao’s predicament.
Jiang Xingyao pursed her lips, her eyes flickering, but she did not refute.
Jin Qingyu said, "I can help you get her out of here and find her the best psychologist. You..."
"Is Mr. Jin going to use my mother to threaten me into compromising?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
She clutched her chest, a strong sense of disgust rising within her.
Jin Qingyu said, "You misunderstood. All I want is a chance to make it up to you. Yao Yao, promise me you won't refuse to see me. I will prove it to you."
Jiang Xingyao gripped the bag tightly, her fingertips leaving fine marks on the leather. She rarely looked up, but she looked at Jin Qingyu with a serious expression.
Jin Qingyu was also looking at her, and he said again, "Yaoyao, please trust me one more time, okay?"
"Why?" Jiang Xingyao asked. "Jin Qingyu, you don't love me, so why do you insist on keeping me here? Is it because of that agreement, because of the inheritance rights?"
"As I've already said, I can give you time to find a way to abolish the agreement. Isn't that enough?"
“It has nothing to do with that,” Jin Qingyu said. Looking into Jiang Xingyao’s slightly cold eyes, he felt as if he had returned to the time when he first squeezed into this circle, peeking at her slightly swaying white skirt from a corner.
After a long silence, just when Jiang Xingyao thought she wouldn't get an answer from him, she heard the man say in an extremely certain tone, "Because I want you."
From the first glance.
When he forced his way into this circle and was condemned as despicable and lowly, he set his sights on the most precious and proud princess.
The apple of Mr. Qu's eye.
Those people insulted and mocked him, but showered her with compliments.
That's what he thought back then.
He never intended to be mediocre when he entered this circle; power, money, and Jiang Xingyao were all his goals.
Like a dragon coveting treasure, it may not necessarily like it that much, but it must possess it.
After all, someone who has climbed up from the bottom needs external adornment to cover up their past despicable behavior.
Jiang Xingyao has always been like this to him.
Jiang Xingyao was unaware that so many thoughts had flashed through Jin Qingyu's mind in such a short time; she only took his words as a matter of pride.
He can not love, but he cannot accept being dumped; this fits Jin Qingyu's mentality perfectly.
In the end, Jiang Xingyao did not respond to Jin Qingyu's words again. Jin Qingyu took this as a tacit agreement, pulled her back, and pressed her to sit down at the dining table.
He casually pushed a plate of sliced steak in front of Jiang Xingyao and added, "Yaoyao, once Mrs. Jin, always Mrs. Jin. You can only be mine."
Jiang Xingyao glanced at him and corrected him, "Jin Qingyu, I am just myself. If you have to add a prefix to my name, then I only belong to myself."
Even if we have a marriage certificate, it only means that I am your wife temporarily, the kind of relationship that can be severed at any time, not a permanent possession.
No one can possess me except myself.
Jin Qingyu looked slightly taken aback, as if he was stunned by Jiang Xingyao's calm words.
He gently stroked the knife and fork with his fingers, then met Jiang Xingyao's cold eyes again, a deep shadow flashing within them.
It was as if he had rediscovered the feeling he had when he first saw her; a strong desire to conquer drove him to desperately want to possess her.
Get her, possess her, keep her by your side, so that she can never try to escape again.
In the quiet atmosphere, Jiang Xingyao also sensed that the person opposite her seemed a little strange.
A chill seemed to spread from where the man had been looking, and she felt slightly uneasy: "Jin Qingyu, what are you looking at?"
"It's nothing." Jin Qingyu abruptly withdrew his gaze, as if the strangeness just now was all Jiang Xingyao's illusion, and he had become the indifferent and aloof person Jiang Xingyao remembered.
Jiang Xingyao casually ate a couple of bites of steak, finding it tasteless. She looked at the elegant person dining across from her and said, "Can you really get my mother away from Jiang Yuncheng? She seems to be getting sicker lately, and she only has eyes for Jiang Yuncheng. Are you sure you can…?"
Jiang Xingyao didn't continue.
It's easy to forcibly bring her out, but the real fear is that once she's out, Qu Xinting will try to kill herself again.
Then everything would be a waste of time.
The brief glimmer of hope in her eyes dimmed again because of this thought. Jiang Xingyao poked at the unfinished steak on her plate with her chopsticks: "Forget it, this is too risky. I can't gamble. Jin Qingyu, this condition is unacceptable. Let's stop here."
Jin Qingyu said, "Yaoyao, I'll prove it to you. If I can do it, will you give me a chance to make it up to you?"
"Don't let my mother get hurt," Jiang Xingyao said.
Her attitude softened, and Jin Qingyu's expression relaxed slightly. He asked, "Are we going back to Xiyuan later?"
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