Jiang Ying was the best at observing people's expressions and she knew without asking that Jiang Xiangrong definitely didn't want to talk at the moment.
So she silently made the bed, dimmed the lights, and put two drops of peppermint oil in the humidifier.
The cool smell soothed Jiang Xiangrong's mood. He stretched out his hand to Jiang Ying and said, "Stop busying yourself. Come and sleep."
Jiang Ying smiled softly, lifted the hem of her nightgown and got on the bed.
"I'm not doing you any favors. You're the one who's working hard. It's a pity that although I feel sorry for you, I can't do anything to help you."
Jiang Xiangrong put his arm around Jiang Ying's back, and Jiang Ying leaned into his arms, her hand on his chest. "Husband, I see how hard you work for this family day and night. I just want to tell you that no matter whether we are rich or poor, as long as our family is together, I will be very satisfied."
Jiang Xiangrong held her hand and sighed, "I know that in order to hide it from Yang Tianjiao, you couldn't spend too much money. You and Yaoyao have always lived in poverty. I still remember that one time I suddenly went to see you and saw that you had only clear soup noodles for lunch, but you bought me a tie worth several thousand yuan."
When he was moved, Jiang Xiangrong held Jiang Ying's arm tightly and said, "At that time, I was thinking that I must give you and our son a good life."
"It's all old news, why bother talking about it?"
Jiang Ying looked up at Jiang Xiangrong and said, "Our life is good now, and I am very content."
"You are just too stupid. If you had any intelligence like Yang Tianjiao, you wouldn't follow me who has nothing."
Jiang Ying smiled, "Sister Tianjiao is naturally not something I can compare to, but..."
She paused and said, "Xiao Man suddenly asked to join the company. I am a little worried."
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