She was probably afraid that little Jiang Rong had too good a relationship with his father. Even if it wasn't intentional, any clues revealed during casual conversation would make Jiang Peihong suspicious, so she simply didn't allow the two of them any chance to get close.
Jiang Rong laughed, "So that's how it is..."
Shang Shaoheng: "You haven't answered my question yet."
Jiang Rong curled her lips and said, "You ask me questions and you ask me questions, of course you also need to be paid."
Shang Shaoheng nodded: "That makes sense."
He grabbed the back of Jiang Rong's neck and kissed her.
Jiang Rong's eyes widened: "Uh... What are you doing?!"
Shang Shaoheng licked and kissed her through the gap between her teeth. After touching her soft tongue tip, he gently licked the wound that had not yet healed, then let it go and began to explore her throat and upper jaw.
The two exchanged saliva, and Jiang Rong tasted the flavor of mint candy, which was cool and a little intoxicating, as if even his breath tasted of mint.
Shang Shaoheng grabbed Jiang Rong's wrist and pressed her down on the sofa. When he kissed her so deeply that she couldn't breathe, he considerately let go of her a little and just held her lower lip in his mouth, rubbing and sucking it slowly. Even this "consideration" was filled with the strength that was unique to Shang Shaoheng.
"...We were talking peacefully, what are you doing?" Jiang Rong finally caught a moment to catch his breath and gritted his teeth: "If you don't let go, I'll bite you!"
Since the wound from Jiang Rong's bite last time had not healed yet, Shang Shaoheng let her go.
At this time, he was lightly pressing on Jiang Rong's body. From behind, his figure almost covered Jiang Rong completely. Only Jiang Rong's long black hair could be seen winding down the sofa.
"Isn't this the reward you want?" Shang Shaoheng said slowly.
Jiang Rong: "...Don't think that everyone is as vulgar as you."
She pushed Shang Shaoheng away and sat up, turning to go upstairs, but Shang Shaoheng said, "How can you take my money but not acknowledge it? You took my payment but didn't answer my questions?"
Jiang Rong took a breath. She had originally felt uncomfortable knowing that Qiao Yixuan had done this before, but now Shang Shaoheng had completely messed it up. She said, "Nothing happened."
Shang Shaoheng said: "It seems that no one has ever told you that when you lie, in order to give the other person the illusion that you are telling the truth, you should look into his eyes."
"But when I talk normally, I actually avoid looking directly at other people."
Jiang Rong was stunned. She really didn't know this.
"So you just lied." Shang Shaoheng narrated calmly, "Jiang Rong, it's really hard to hear a word of truth from you."
Jiang Rong lowered his eyes and thought for a moment.
This is actually not a big deal.
She sat back on the sofa, turned her back to Shang Shaoheng, and took off half of her coat, revealing her fair back: "See, the cigarette scar next to my butterfly bone."
Jiang Rong's sphenoid bone is very beautiful, just like a butterfly flapping its wings to fly. The skin covering it is even more delicate and white, as if it is glowing with a soft light. The ugly cigarette scar is the only flaw in this beautiful picture.
Shang Shaoheng frowned without even noticing it. He raised his hand and slowly stroked the scar. The uneven feeling was completely different from the smooth skin around it.
Jiang Rong felt a little strange being touched like this, as if her bones were itching. She forced herself to suppress the discomfort and said, "This scar was left by Qiao Yixuan. Of course, she left me with many more scars than just this one. I later had surgery to remove them, leaving only this one to remind me of how Qiao Yixuan treated me."
"When I was three years old, Jiang Peihong cheated on his wife. His mistress came home pregnant. Qiao Yixuan was furious. To get revenge on Jiang Peihong, she had an affair with a servant at home. I accidentally caught her there."
Jiang Rong closed her eyes. "From then on, she always suspected that I would tell anyone about this, and she tortured me non-stop, beating me, pricking me with needles, using wax... She used so many methods. Now that I think about it, I can't really remember the pain. Time is a terrible thing. If it weren't for this scar, I would have almost thought it was just a dream."
"...Okay, this story ends here. Actually, there's really nothing..."
She paused at the end of her words.
Because Shang Shaoheng leaned over and kissed her ugly scar.
"...What are you doing?" Jiang Rong's voice was a little unsteady: "I told you, licking the wound won't make it heal."
"I'm trying to comfort you." Shang Shaoheng whispered, "I'm not very good at this."
It was as if a string of fireworks exploded in Jiang Rong's head, making her completely dizzy and unaware of the day.
Shang Shaoheng hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said, "So your purpose of coming back is revenge?"
"I'm a petty person," Jiang Rong said. "Whatever they inflict on me, I will repay double."
Shang Shaoheng lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "You want them to divorce? Then I'll help you add a weight."
"What?"
"The servant who had an affair with your adoptive mother." Shang Shaoheng said casually: "As long as he is still alive, I can find him."
Jiang Rong's eyes lit up, "Can you really find him?"
"I hope next time you can just thank me instead of questioning my ability." Shang Shaoheng raised an eyebrow. "Maybe it would be a little troublesome if we're abroad, but if we're in Country A, we can bring it to you within a week."
Jiang Rong then realized that the man holding her was a very powerful figure in Yancheng and even in the whole country A. He could find someone or do something without even asking, as there were people waiting for him.
"What kind of reward do you want for helping me like this?" Jiang Rong asked.
"This is a consolation." Shang Shaoheng said, "Of course no reward is needed."
He pulled up Jiang Rong's coat and said, "Although according to my style, I would cut Qiao Yixuan into pieces, but if you want her to suffer while she is alive, I respect your choice."
Jiang Rong suddenly said, "You always say you want to chop people up and feed them to fish. Do you really raise piranhas?"
Shang Shaoheng: "Shark, do you like it? I'll take you to see it someday."
Jiang Rong: “…”
You really fucking raised it.
"If you like piranhas, I can have someone send you two to play with."
Jiang Rong: "Thanks, ugly rejection."
She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Why are you suddenly so nice to me?"
According to Shang Shaoheng's previous style, it would be good enough if she didn't act sarcastic at this time.
"Aren't we in a relationship?" Shang Shaoheng said, "Nie Xi said that when you're in a relationship, you should unconditionally agree with your girlfriend's decisions."
"...When did I agree to date you?"
Shang Shaoheng held her hand, kissed her knuckles, and said, "Then you can also think of it as me pursuing you."
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