Chapter 55 Jin Qingyu, Prove It to Me
Jiang Xingyao tried hard to force a smile; she didn't want to look too disheveled, especially in front of Jiang Cancan.
But when she moved her lips, she could feel her face was incredibly stiff. Even without a mirror, she seemed to know that her smile would be uglier than her crying.
Jiang Cancan spoke up at this moment: "Sister, don't misunderstand President Jin, today's incident was an accident."
I've been working at this club recently, and I just happened to bump into Mr. Jin drinking here. I…”
"So you volunteered to drink with him all night, is that right?" Jiang Xingyao said.
She leaned half her body out of the car window, interrupting Jiang Cancan's words.
The phrase "recommend yourself" seemed to carry some ambiguity, causing Jiang Cancan's expression to stiffen slightly. Jiang Cancan said, "Sister, don't overthink it. President Jin is my brother-in-law, so there's naturally nothing between us."
I stayed because I was worried that Mr. Jin might get drunk and be taken advantage of by someone who overestimated their abilities.
"So, I should thank you, right?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
She suddenly pushed open the car door, got out of the car, and stood in front of Jiang Cancan, looking at the person in front of her with an ambiguous expression.
Jiang Cancan's eyes flickered slightly.
Jiang Xingyao's sudden departure from the car made her feel very uneasy.
She had assumed that someone like Jiang Xingyao, with her personality, would pretend not to care and leave immediately after witnessing this scene.
After all, she was too proud and aloof. How could someone like that possibly compete with someone in the street for a man's affections?
But who knew...
"Sister, you don't need to be so polite. It's just what I should do," Jiang Cancan said.
She was talking to Jiang Xingyao, and her eyes kept glancing at Jin Qingyu out of the corner of her eye.
Jiang Xingyao said, "My sister has helped me so much, so as her older sister, I should do something in return. You said you're working as a waitress here?"
Jiang Cancan didn't know why she suddenly brought this up, but the unease in her heart intensified.
Jiang Xingyao stood before him with her arms crossed. Although she was wearing flat shoes, she was tall and imposing, standing at 1.72 meters. Jiang Cancan could only look up at her.
Jiang Cancan swallowed hard, about to say something more, when Jin Qingyu, who had been silent all along, suddenly put his hand on Jiang Xingyao's shoulder and said, "This is just a misunderstanding, let's talk about it when we get home."
Jiang Xingyao felt a deep sense of irony.
Jiang Cancan said so much just now, but he didn't say anything about any misunderstanding.
On the contrary, as soon as I got out of the car, he rushed to protect me.
What a misunderstanding!
Jiang Xingyao glanced at his still-untidy shirt again, her eyes growing even colder.
Thinking about how she had been played like a clown these past two days, being manipulated by him, Jiang Xingyao couldn't swallow her anger.
She didn't push Jin Qingyu's hand away. Instead, she turned to look at him, her gaze incredibly serious, reflecting the man's shadow and his disheveled clothes: "Since it's a misunderstanding, is what you said about wanting to live a good life with me true?"
“Of course it’s true,” Jin Qingyu said. He also felt that Jiang Xingyao’s calm attitude was strange today, but he quickly admitted it on this matter.
Jiang Xingyao suddenly smiled, this time the smile was no longer stiff, but rather seemed to carry a hint of joy.
She said, "Then let's prove it."
Without offering any proof, she grabbed Jiang Cancan's arm and headed straight into the clubhouse.
Jiang Cancan was startled: "Sister, sister, what are you going to do now?"
The image of Jiang Xingyao wielding a knife at her at Wangshan Manor that day seems like it was just yesterday.
Jiang Cancan was now overwhelmed by a strong sense of unease, and she looked at Jiang Xingyao's face with considerable vigilance.
Jiang Xingyao's expression was very calm, but the calmer she was, the more uneasy she felt.
She struggled, but dared not use too much force, because she still had to show weakness in front of Jin Qingyu.
last night…
Jin Qingyu did indeed stay here overnight, but he only drank all night. She tried to talk to him several times, but the man ignored her.
She saw the worry lingering between the man's brows because of Jiang Xingyao.
Even so, when he collapsed drunk, he was still calling out Jiang Xingyao's name, saying something about living a good life.
Jiang Cancan disagreed.
For so many years, Jin Qingyu has always protected her. Even Jin Qingyu's entry into this industry was because of her.
She didn't believe that a man could change his mind and completely ignore her for Jiang Xingyao.
The clubhouse was quiet during the day, with only a few staff members on duty.
After Jiang Xingyao came in, she casually found a place to sit down. She looked at Jiang Cancan and said, "Jiang Cancan, it must have been hard for you to take care of my husband. As your older sister, I can't just leave without showing my appreciation. Selling alcohol here must be tough, right? How about I open two bottles for you today?"
Jiang Xingyao's voice was as flat as ever, without any inflection, but Jiang Cancan felt as if a hot slap had landed on her face.
Jiang Xingyao's words clearly compared her to the hostesses at the club.
Her lips trembled slightly, and Jiang Cancan's eyes were red: "Sister, what do you mean by this?"
"For people in this kind of business, performance must be quite important, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be shamelessly clinging to other women's husbands."
As the older sister, since I've run into this, I can't just ignore it, can I? Aren't you going to get the wine?
What's wrong? Are you unhappy that your sister is patronizing your business? Or is your sister's money not as appealing as other people's husbands' money?
Jiang Xingyao rested her chin on one hand, her fingers tapping absently on the table.
She watched helplessly as Jiang Cancan's gentle expression gradually turned ferocious.
The corners of my mouth, which had been completely stiff, suddenly regained feeling.
She looked at Jiang Cancan with a mocking expression.
It turns out that her sister, who went to great lengths to become someone's mistress, wasn't so flawless after all.
She would also feel ashamed.
"Aren't you going to get the wine? Or are you only after married women's money, Jiang Cancan?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
"Sister, I'm not as dirty as you think. I earn clean money!" As if she couldn't bear it any longer, Jiang Cancan shouted at Jiang Xingyao with trembling lips.
Jiang Xingyao said, "I didn't say your money was dirty, did I? Jiang Cancan, are you feeling guilty and thinking the wrong thing?"
"Sister!" Jiang Cancan called out to Jiang Xingyao, but when she met Jiang Xingyao's teasing gaze, she didn't know what to say.
Jiang Xingyao watched her with great patience.
Watching her eyes gradually turn red.
She suddenly looked up at Jin Qingyu and said, "Oh dear, my little lover is crying. Mr. Jin, you won't blame me, will you?"
Jin Qingyu followed Jiang Xingyao in.
Ever since Jiang Xingyao made those sarcastic remarks about Jiang Cancan, he had been frowning and looking very serious.
Hearing Jiang Xingyao's sarcastic words again, impatience flashed across his face: "Jiang Xingyao, what exactly do you want to do?"
"Hasn't my purpose already made very clear? My sister takes care of my husband, and I take care of my sister's business. Isn't that fair?"
"To be honest, I don't know either. Why did she suddenly start crying? I was just trying to be helpful," Jiang Xingyao said.
"A kind heart" is Jiang Cancan's favorite phrase.
No matter what she did wrong, she would always use good intentions as a pretext.
It's been like this since I was little.
Every time Jiang Cancan mentioned it before, Jiang Xingyao felt incredibly ironic.
Now that she had said those words herself, and seeing the frozen expressions on Jiang Cancan and Jin Qingyu's faces, she suddenly felt a sense of relief.
It turns out that the very words Jiang Cancan always says actually make her feel bad when they apply to herself.
Jiang Xingyao's expression remained indifferent, with a hint of "what's the use of trying" in it, which made Jin Qingyu feel breathless.
Jin Qingyu said, "Jiang Xingyao, how long are you planning to keep this up?"
"Is Mr. Jin getting impatient? Didn't you say you wanted to be good to me? Protecting your mistress like this doesn't seem like you're serious about living a good life," Jiang Xingyao said.
With just one sentence, Jin Qingyu was silenced.
Jiang Xingyao saw his expression change constantly, and in the end, he seemed to give in and simply sat down on the sofa to the side.
Jiang Xingyao chuckled.
She suddenly wondered how long the person in front of her could keep up the act, given Jiang Cancan's grievances.
Jiang Xingyao said, "Cancan, since you're doing this job, you have to have professional ethics, right? I've been waiting for you here for a while. Are you going to open this bottle of wine or not?"
Jiang Cancan pursed her lips and glanced at Jin Qingyu several times. Seeing that he didn't seem to be willing to help, she took a deep breath and went to the counter to get a few bottles of wine.
When the wine was placed in front of Jiang Xingyao, Jiang Cancan pushed it aside with a humiliated expression.
Jiang Xingyao looked at her again: "What are you doing? Don't you need to promote your wine?"
"These drinks you brought are all quite expensive, aren't they? You have absolutely no service spirit; you just want me to pay the bill. Jiang Cancan, do you think I'm some kind of innocent victim?"
Jiang Cancan was trembling uncontrollably all over.
Just now, Jiang Xingyao kept saying she would support her business, but now she's making her sell things. Is she really treating her like a hostess?
Jiang Cancan took a deep breath, trying to remind her, "Sister, haven't you forgotten? You were the one who said you wanted to thank me..."
"How could I forget? I really do want to thank you. You see how hard it is for you to sell wine here, and I'm helping you practice your sales skills for free as a customer. You can't be ungrateful, can you?"
"I'm just trying to be helpful, aren't I? After all, there aren't many people like your brother-in-law who are willing to pay for you for free. I'm just worried you might go hungry and planning ahead for you," Jiang Xingyao said with a smile.
"Enough! Jiang Xingyao, are you ever going to stop? I've already made myself perfectly clear. What happened yesterday and what happened today are all misunderstandings. Do you have to make things so difficult for an innocent person?"
Jiang Xingyao waited for Jiang Cancan to lose her temper, waiting to tear off Jiang Cancan's feigned gentle mask, but she didn't expect that the one who couldn't hold back in the end was Jin Qingyu.
Even though she had already guessed, when Jiang Xingyao heard his words, she still felt as if her heart had been hit hard, feeling both suffocated and painful.
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