Upon returning to the Fu family home, Shen Muqing ran inside as soon as she got out of the car, without waiting for Fu Jingchen behind her.
Fu Jingchen smiled indulgently. His Qingqing was just so adorable. He wanted to possess her completely, inside and out.
Once this morbid idea was born, it became uncontrollable; as soon as the thought took hold, it would grow wildly and take over his mind.
His finger just touched the screen, and the screensaver photo was the one Fu Jingchen had sent him that afternoon. In the photo, Shen Muqing was smiling shyly. As soon as he saw Shen Muqing, he went crazy and forgot himself. Shen Muqing seemed to have a fatal attraction for him.
"Qingqing." He called softly, his voice low and lingering, sounding abrupt in the deserted night, as if talking to himself.
The fingers that usually held pens and brushes pressed deeply on the phone screen, revealing Shen Muqing's image. Veins bulged, and this suppressed, deep emotion then turned into a soft sigh and vanished without a trace.
Fu Jingchen followed Shen Muqing's route back to her room. After pausing for a few seconds at her door, he saw that the door was closed. He was not surprised and slowly returned to his own room.
Behind the tightly closed door stood Shen Muqing, her heart fluttering with desire. It wasn't her fault; the blame lay with Fu Jingchen for going too far. His unwitting seduction was the most fatal.
She calmed herself down, took out her pajamas, and headed to the bathroom to wash up and go to bed.
"Wow, who's that stunning beauty in the mirror?"
"Okay, it's me."
Shen Muqing brushed her teeth in front of the mirror, admiring her own beauty. She realized that she was becoming more and more beautiful.
After all this, it was already midnight. Finally, lying on her comfortable bed, Shen Muqing sighed: Only the bed doesn't dislike her; on the contrary, it accepts everything about her. The bed is good.
After a whole afternoon and night of tossing and turning, Shen Muqing was exhausted. She was breathing evenly just a few minutes after going to bed.
Outside the door, the man skillfully opened it and walked purposefully to his assigned spot.
Fu Jingchen's eyes were clear. He looked down at the sleeping woman and sighed resignedly. He was doomed to be with Shen Muqing in this life, but he was happy with it.
The man's scent was familiar and reassuring, and Shen Muqing unconsciously moved closer to him.
In the end, Shen Muqing clung to Fu Jingchen like an octopus. Fu Jingchen embraced her, inhaling the scent that made him fall in love with her, which instantly calmed his restless heart and soothed his tense nerves.
Actually, Butler Zhao is right. Although he doesn't have sleepwalking, he does have a sleep disorder. Without Shen Muqing around, he hardly gets any good sleep and is always on edge.
Jiang Wantang returned to the Jiang family home and saw her mother sitting on the sofa with a serious expression, clearly waiting for her.
Before Jiang's mother could speak, Jiang Wantang sat down opposite her, putting away her aloof expression.
"Tangtang, what happened tonight? Why wasn't you Fu Jingchen's date?"
"Didn't you do as your mother told you? Did you give him those gifts?"
Jiang Wantang took a deep breath and patiently replied, "Mom, it's his freedom to choose who his female companion is, and I can't interfere."
"Tangtang, what about the gift? Did you give it to her or not?"
Jiang's mother sat down next to her, took her hand, and it was a scene of maternal love and filial piety.
"It's been delivered."
Jiang Wantang lowered his eyes and gestured. He did give it to him, but he didn't accept it.
"Tangtang, as someone who's been there, let me tell you, you need to be gentler. Don't always be so cold and aloof. Men don't like women like that."
"Um."
"You need to know that after you marry Jingchen, you will be the daughter-in-law of the Fu family, and you can rest easy for the rest of your life. I'm doing this for your own good."
"It's for your own good, it's for your own good," Jiang Wantang grew up hearing this phrase.
You're a girl, you need to learn cooking skills to win a man's heart through his stomach.
It's not good for girls to learn this. You shouldn't learn it. You can't do this. Girls should be reserved.
You should be a virtuous wife and loving mother, so that your family can be harmonious and prosperous.
......
She'd had enough. Why? She liked management, investing, and finance. Why couldn't she learn it? Why couldn't she get involved in the family business? Why were the shares given only to her brother, while her shares were to be given as part of her dowry when she got married?
Jiang Wantang's eyes were red, and she choked up as she said, "Mom, are you really doing this for my own good?"
If it's for her own good, why force herself to marry someone she doesn't like?
If it's for her own good, why can't she do what she likes?
Heaven knows how much she envied her brother. He could do whatever he wanted and act recklessly, while she was confined to a box by rules and regulations, and could only follow the rules.
"Silly child, would your mother ever harm you?" Jiang's mother, oblivious to Jiang Wantang's emotional shift, continued explaining how to please Fu Jingchen.
"Tangtang, are you listening to Mommy?"
"Um."
I'll do anything to make you happy, for you, my mother.
"Then tomorrow you'll help me make breakfast and deliver it to the Fu family."
"good."
Jiang's mother nodded in satisfaction. Her greatest satisfaction in life was having a good daughter who was well-behaved and sensible. Her daughter was her pride and joy.
"Get some rest." Jiang's mother gave Jiang Wantang a hug and reminded her, "Don't stay up too late at night, it's bad for your skin. Don't play on your phone after turning off the lights, okay, Tangtang?"
Jiang Wantang inhaled her mother's scent deeply, silently yielding, her hand on her mother's back tightening, "I understand, Mom."
"You're so big now, yet you still cling to your mother." Though her words sounded like a scolding, her tone was incredibly gentle. Jiang's mother gently stroked Jiang Wantang's head.
"In the blink of an eye, our Tangtang has grown up so much, she's a young lady now." She'll be getting married soon.
"mom."
"Okay, go to sleep."
Jiang Wantang then got up and went upstairs.
As Jiang's mother watched her retreating figure, she was filled with mixed emotions. From a young age, she had always favored Tangtang, showing her more care than her brother.
It is said that a child is a piece of flesh that fell from the mother's body. Every mother in the world hopes that her child is well, and she is no exception. Her biggest wish in this life is that Tangtang can find a good home.
Parents who love their children plan far ahead for them; there is no one in the world who wants Tangtang to have a good life more than she does.
Jiang's mother straightened her clothes, got up, and went back to her room.
Jiang Wantang did not wash up immediately after returning to her room. Instead, she stood by the window in deep thought. The room was exquisitely decorated and stylish, clearly arranged with care.
Looking back on the past, she realized that Jiang's mother was definitely a good mother; she had taken care of all her needs, from food and clothing to housing and transportation.
Jiang's mother was always worried and always felt that her own preparations were better, which made it even harder for her to go against Jiang's mother's wishes.
She wanted to make Jiang's mother happy and didn't want her to worry about her affairs, but she also wanted to escape this cage to do what she wanted to do.
Humans are a paradox.
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