Chapter 10 Yao Yao, Let's Have a Child
The more Grandpa Jin looked at the wife he had personally chosen for Jin Qingyu, the more satisfied he became.
His grandson is good in every way, except he's like a saw-off gourd, never likes to argue with people, and always suffers verbal losses.
Thankfully, Yao Yao is here.
Since the old man had spoken, Jin Manchuan, though still wearing a cold expression, didn't dwell on Jin Qingyu's lateness any longer.
His attention then fell on the gifts Jiang Xingyao brought, and he said with a critical look, "You said you were so busy picking out gifts that you were late, and all you got were these two bracelets. You didn't put any thought into it, so why all the excuses?"
The gift was chosen by Jiang Cancan.
Now that Jin Manchuan was using this as a pretext to nitpick, Jiang Xingyao was a little reluctant to respond.
Jin Qingyu, standing beside him, said, "Indeed, it wasn't very well done. It was just blessed by a high monk from Nanhua Temple. For Dad, this sentiment is certainly not as practical as several hundred million in cash."
Jiang Xingyao listened to these words from the side, and her face showed some surprise.
No wonder Jin Qingyu arrived so late today; it turns out he went to Nanhua Temple.
But soon, her face darkened.
When she looked at Jin Qingyu, her gaze was somewhat cold.
Just now, Jin Manchuan was making a fuss about being late, but Jin Qingyu remained silent, letting her charge ahead.
Is he so eager to speak up now that the other party has only mentioned that Jiang Cancan's chosen gift is not good?
Even though Jiang Cancan isn't here right now, he still can't bear to let her feelings be wasted. He's really quite affectionate.
The old man's gaze fell on Jin Manchuan once again, and he said, "Is that really what you're thinking? Trying to squeeze money out of A-Yu by celebrating your birthday?"
"How could that be, Dad? I just have poor eyesight and didn't realize how valuable this bead is. It's my fault." Jin Manchuan seemed to have his thoughts exposed, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he quickly tried to make amends.
Even though it was his own son, the old man's eyes flashed with disdain when he saw Jin Manchuan's attitude. He snorted coldly and ignored him.
After being repeatedly thwarted, Jin Manchuan unusually remained silent, and the atmosphere finally eased a bit.
Jiang Xingyao only wanted to go through the motions; since she had no use for herself, she just kept her head down and ate.
Aunt Li, the second aunt of Jin, suddenly looked at Jiang Xingyao's finger and said with a hint of surprise, "Yaoyao, is this diamond ring on your hand the one that Ayu spent 100 million to buy a few days ago? You two young couple have such a good relationship. It seems that it won't be long before our Jin family has a grandson."
After Uncle Jin passed away, Aunt Jin's situation in the Jin family became very awkward.
She and Uncle Jin were in a free-love relationship, and her family didn't have much power, so she already had little say in the Jin family.
After her husband passed away, even the shares he held were divided up by Jin Manchuan and Han Hui. Now she lives off the dividends from her daughter's five percent share.
She was one of the most marginalized members of the Jin family.
The old man took pity on the mother and daughter and let them stay in the old house. Aunt Jin always liked to say nice things to please the old man.
Knowing that the old man liked to urge them to have children, her real intention was to praise Jiang Xingyao and Jin Qingyu for their harmonious marriage.
But when Jiang Xingyao heard these words, they took on a different meaning.
She looked down at the diamond ring on her hand, and she seemed to know why Jin Qingyu had given the ring to Jiang Cancan, but today he was wearing it on her hand.
This is something that President Jin bought in a high-profile manner at the auction, spending 100 million. The old man must have heard about it. If this thing isn't on Mrs. Jin's wrist, and the old man becomes suspicious, it would be bad if the investigation led to Jiang Cancan.
To put it bluntly, Jin Qingyu did this to use her as a shield for Jiang Cancan.
As long as the ring is on his hand and has been accepted by the old man, it will be proof of their loving relationship.
The ring was cold; even after wearing it for most of the day, the diamond remained icy cold, as if it would never warm up.
Just like Jin Qingyu's heart.
"You two have such a good relationship. Yao Yao and A Yu have been married for a year now, and it's about time they had a child. Now that A Yu has finally seen the light, he should hurry up and try to give this old man a grandson soon." The old man chuckled and joked.
Jin Qingyu turned his head and glanced at Jiang Xingyao.
Jiang Xingyao lowered her head, her hand unconsciously resting on her lower abdomen.
She already has a child.
But…
“Grandpa, there’s no rush,” Jin Qingyu said.
The slight flicker in her eyes vanished completely after Jin Qingyu's words.
Jiang Xingyao's eyes felt a little sore.
Jin Qingyu has never mentioned wanting to have a child with her.
He might even be thinking about how to get rid of her without angering the old man, so that he can marry Jiang Cancan.
Her child was not the one Jin Qingyu had hoped for, so there was no need for Jin Qingyu to know.
An hour later, the meal was finished.
It was not easy for everyone to get together like this, and the old man insisted that everyone stay at the old house to rest.
Jiang Xingyao really couldn't refuse.
Even when she was alone in a bedroom with Jin Qingyu, Jiang Xingyao couldn't suppress the bitterness in her heart.
Once out of sight of others, she took the ring off again and placed it on the bedside table. Jin Qingyu glanced at it but said nothing.
They washed up in silence and went to bed. Neither of them spoke first, and the atmosphere in the room was deathly quiet.
Since the divorce was mentioned, Jin Qingyu has moved to the guest room. This should be the first time the two of them have shared a bed since then.
In the darkness, Jiang Xingyao couldn't help but think to herself with a self-deprecating smile, "It's really hard on him. It's just an act, and he's sleeping in the same bed with me again."
But the thought had barely crossed her mind when, in the darkness, Jiang Xingyao's eyes suddenly widened.
She felt a hand on her waist, and then a man's body pressed against her from behind, his warm breath hitting her neck, sticky and wet, making her back stiffen slightly.
She could even feel a strange, stiff object pressing against her lower back.
In those few moments of married life, Jiang Xingyao naturally knew what it was.
She went straight to the point and demanded, "Jin Qingyu, what do you want to do?"
The man's hand was already on the belt of Jiang Xingyao's robe, his purpose was obvious. Jiang Xingyao's shoulders trembled slightly, and she said coldly again, "Let me go."
"Yaoyao, let's have a child," Jin Qingyu suddenly said.
The slightly hoarse voice, almost touching her eardrums, made Jiang Xingyao feel her heart beating faster than she could control.
If Jin Qingyu had said those words a year ago, when they had just gotten married, she would have agreed without hesitation.
But now...
Jiang Xingyao said, "Jin Qingyu, are you sick? Don't forget we're getting a divorce soon."
"It's not necessary to divorce, Yao Yao. We can have a child first, and then gradually work things out."
"We've been married for a year, and there's nothing we can't resolve. There's no need for us to get a divorce, don't you think?" Jin Qingyu said.
His hand then reached into Jiang Xingyao's robe, but Jiang Xingyao immediately stopped him.
Jiang Xingyao said, "I feel disgusted."
He also remembered that they had been married for a year.
But what about the past year when he was constantly entangled with Jiang Cancan?
There are no unsolvable problems because, in his eyes, those are not problems at all.
Perhaps he, like those others, felt that Jiang Xingyao was lucky to be in the position of Mrs. Jin, and that she should be grateful.
“Jin Qingyu, I think you’re disgusting.” Jiang Xingyao repeated.
Just now at the dinner table, we were saying that we weren't in a hurry about the children.
Now that we're in bed, he's driven by lust, and he's using the idea of having a child to coax her into bed.
That's really ridiculous.
Jin Qingyu's hand paused.
He turned Jiang Xingyao around so she was facing him, and through the dim bedside lamp, he looked into the woman's wet, alluring eyes: "You said I'm disgusting?"
“Yes,” Jiang Xingyao said. “Jin Qingyu, who do you think you are? I’ve had enough of you this past year.”
Perhaps due to her emotions, when she uttered the last sentence, Jiang Xingyao couldn't help but feel nauseous. She pushed Jin Qingyu away abruptly and hurriedly went to the bathroom barefoot.
She didn't actually eat much at dinner that night.
Especially after Aunt Jin mentioned the ring, she completely lost her appetite.
He vomited for a long time, but nothing came out. Instead, he kept dry heaving.
Jin Qingyu leaned against the door, looking at her disheveled appearance.
His pupils were deep and unfathomable.
He asked again, "Jiang Xingyao, am I really that disgusting to you, so disgusting that you want to vomit?"
Jiang Xingyao didn't know why he took the word "disgusting" so seriously, asking it again and again. Perhaps it hurt the pride of the high and mighty President Jin.
Feeling a little better, Jiang Xingyao still said bluntly, "Mr. Jin, can't you see? I feel disgusted whenever you touch me."
Jin Qingyu's eyes were dark and gloomy.
Jiang Xingyao stood in front of the half-length mirror in the bathroom, confronting her.
Time passed silently. Suddenly, Jin Qingyu strode forward, picked her up, and threw her onto the bed. His voice was malicious: "Is that so? Then it's really unfair to Mrs. Jin. She's so disgusting, yet she has to sleep in the same bed with me tonight."
He grabbed a towel, quickly wiped Jiang Xingyao's feet, and then pulled her into his arms.
The scent of ebony filled my nasal cavity.
It has a calm and reassuring flavor.
Jiang Xingyao was forcibly held in someone's arms, and all she could see was the man's clearly defined jawline.
She didn't know what had gotten into Jin Qingyu again, but she felt that the man was holding her exceptionally tightly, so tightly that for a moment she even felt that Jin Qingyu cared about her.
Otherwise, why did you seem so concerned when you heard her make those harsh remarks?
But she suppressed the idea as soon as it surfaced.
She seemed to smell a faint scent of freesia mixed with the man's ebony scent.
The smoke made her feel a little numb.
Don't be silly, Jiang Xingyao. It's just that he couldn't leave directly because he was at the old house today. Otherwise, he would have gone to find Jiang Cancan long ago.
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