Jiang Rong lay on the bed in the guest room of Bailu Manor in a daze.
022 circled around her like a ghost, and said faintly: [Are you still thinking about the riverside? ]
Jiang Rong turned over and sat up, looking at the pink light of 022 gloating over his misfortune, narrowing his eyes: [What do you think is the probability that Shang Shaoheng is not mentally ill?]
022 thought about this question seriously and said, "About a few tenths of a percent."
Jiang Rong slammed his fist into his palm and said, "Then the case is solved!"
After all, what normal person would inexplicably hug her and say happy birthday one second, and then almost push her into the river to feed the fish the next second!
To be honest, when Shang Shaoheng hugged her, she was completely dazed. The very faint scent of cypress seemed to have woven an airtight net, enveloping her and preventing her from escaping. Coupled with the low and soft "Happy Birthday" in her ears, Jiang Rong even lost consciousness for a moment.
But when she came to her senses, Shang Shaoheng had already pushed her away as if she had seen a ghost, causing her to almost jump into the river. Although Shang Shaoheng reacted quickly, hugged her waist and pulled her back, Jiang Rong would never forgive this moody man.
Jiang Rong hugged the soft pillow and murmured, "Shang Shaoheng is... really strange."
022 pretends to be low: [What's so strange about him? ]
Jiang Rong hummed, "He's different from anyone I've ever met before."
022 was shocked: [Are you in love with him?!]
Jiang Rong was also shocked: "What kind of ghost story are you telling?! Even if I fall in love with a stray dog on the street, I won't fall in love with Shang Shaoheng, okay!"
Shang Shaoheng opened the door and just heard the second half of the sentence: "."
He stood at the door and stared at Jiang Rong coldly.
The air seemed to freeze.
Jiang Rong coughed and said, "I mean..."
"No need to explain." Shang Shaoheng walked in and said sarcastically, "I won't bother with someone who falls in love with a stray dog."
Jiang Rong: “…”
Shang Shaoheng put down the cup in his hand and said calmly, "Drink it."
Jiang Rong leaned over and sniffed it, a strong smell of ginger, "What is this?"
"Brown sugar ginger tea." Shang Shaoheng scoffed. "The wind is strong by the river. If someone gets a cold from the wind, won't they start proposing marriages everywhere? I can't afford to lose face like that."
Jiang Rong had almost gotten used to his sarcastic attitude. Putting aside the fact that this bastard couldn't speak, she was already quite surprised that he would bring her ginger tea.
Jiang Rong picked up the cup and took a sip. The sweetness mixed with the spiciness really stimulated the taste buds, but after one sip, his whole body warmed up.
Shang Shaoheng looked at her drinking ginger tea from the cup and suddenly said, "The person I sent to the Jiang family came back and said that your father wants to give the bracelet to your sister?"
"Mr. Shang would also care about such a small matter?" Jiang Rong was surprised.
Even though the bracelet Shang Shaoheng sent was priceless, Jiang Rong felt that it was probably just a gift Shang Shaoheng gave out casually, and he probably wouldn't take it too seriously.
"Of course I won't miss the chance to see your joke." Shang Shaoheng looked down at her: "I ask you a question, and you just answer it."
"It's nothing, actually. I'm used to it." Jiang Rong finished the ginger tea in one gulp and smiled. "When it was first discovered that I wasn't a child of the Jiang family, many people told me that I was a thief who stole other people's lives."
"I was young at the time, and I actually thought what they said made sense. If I hadn't been taken away by mistake, I would have been just a country girl, and I wouldn't have had the chance to see the splendor and prosperity of Yancheng. For this... I felt sorry for Jiang Panyu."
"But then I grew up and learned a lesson." Jiang Rong chuckled. "Without morality, you won't be kidnapped by morality. After all, it was they who took the wrong child. Whoever made the mistake should pay the consequences. It's none of my business."
Shang Shaoheng narrowed his eyes, and suddenly leaned closer to her, propping himself up on the mattress, and looked into her eyes: "From your words, it doesn't seem like you like your so-called sister."
Jiang Rong realized something and her eyelashes trembled. Shang Shaoheng didn't give her time to think. He grabbed her wrist and chuckled, "Since there is no so-called sisterly love, why do you keep trying to match me up with her?"
"I……"
"Don't be so quick to lie to me." Shang Shaoheng said, "Let me guess."
"You're someone who won't do anything without profit. You disdain anything that's not useful to you. You're always thinking about maximizing your profits. Often, you lack any human touch, like a sophisticated machine."
"You have no feelings for Jiang Panyu. On the contrary, you even hate her. Even so, you still go to great lengths to make me and her together. That only means that you have something to gain from it."
They were so close, their noses almost touching, their breathing and heartbeats seeming to be connected. Shang Shaoheng raised his hand and tucked the strands of hair behind her ear. His fingertips traced the contours of her face and he suddenly lifted her chin. "So, Jiang Rong, what kind of benefits do you want to gain from this?"
There was no change on Jiang Rong's face, but his fingers were clenching the bed sheet beneath him.
This man is so perceptive. He just doesn't say many things, not that he doesn't know them.
022's CPU was about to burn out: [Ahhhh, does he know that we have bad intentions and impure motives?!]
Jiang Rong: […I introduce you to someone every day, do you think I’m a good person?]
022: [……]
"Why aren't you talking?" Shang Shaoheng looked at Jiang Rong's delicate face, which looked like a meticulous painting, with great interest. His fingers slowly stroked her delicate skin. "Are you thinking about what kind of lie to tell me to perfunctorily?"
Jiang Rong said sincerely, "For your own good, I advise you not to listen."
Shang Shaoheng: "Speak."
Jiang Rong: "It's because I hate her that I want to bring you two together. I don't think you're a good person. If she were with you, she would definitely cry every day."
Shang Shaoheng: “…”
"But after what happened today, I realized that you, Mr. Shang, are actually a good person!" Jiang Rong quickly made amends, "I'm sorry, I was too narrow-minded."
Shang Shaoheng raised the corners of his lips and smiled, but there was no smile on his face.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the servant's voice came from outside: "Master, what you want is ready."
"Come in." Shang Shaoheng stood up and said in a calm voice.
The servant pushed the door open and came in, not daring to look any further. He put the things in his hand on the table and left.
Jiang Rong turned around and saw that it was a small but delicate cake with a candle numbered "19" on it.
Shang Shaoheng raised his wrist to check the time and said to Jiang Rong, "It's 11:58 now. It's two minutes until 12 o'clock. Go blow out the candles."
Jiang Rong sat on a chair, looking at the flickering candlelight, his eyes filled with the moving light of the candlelight. He looked at Shang Shaoheng and asked, "Is this what Madam Cui meant?"
Shang Shaoheng paused and said, "This is what I mean."
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