Wen Jiaojiao took care of Wen Zhaoye for more than half a month before he was finally discharged from the hospital and returned home.
Three days later, he realized that Wen Jiaojiao was indeed not interested in him, and he didn't want to see her urging him to leave again and again, so he asked A Long to take her away.
Three days later.
The streets of the port city were filled with fashionable men and women, and a young newspaper vendor weaved through the cars, calling out:
"Newspapers for sale! Breaking news! The richest man in Hong Kong has welcomed back the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Jiaojiao."
People around them quickly took out their money to buy newspapers and whispered among themselves:
"You know, Jiang Peitian has a reputation for womanizing, with so many illegitimate daughters, so why did they only take her back?"
And she suddenly became the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, how could his wife let her off? Her daughter's honor as an only child was gone just like that, and she became the second daughter instead.
"That's right. Do you remember when Jiang Ci first entered the entertainment industry, Jiang Peitian specially set up an entertainment company for her?"
They even claimed that he only had this one precious child, and they kept him under their watchful eye at all times for peace of mind. How could he have forgotten about him so quickly?
"However, things are really hard to say about the lives of the wealthy."
Wen Jiaojiao sat in the car, looking around at the tall buildings with a curious expression.
Suddenly, a shop with a sign that read "sunrise" appeared on the street.
She glanced inside and saw various types of women's clothing. A strange sense of familiarity washed over her, and she murmured:
"It's really strange. How come the clothes in this store are exactly the same as those in Wen Zhaoye's factory?"
Did he just happen to make all the trending items this year? Wouldn't he be rolling in money then?
Ah Long, driving the car, glanced at her through the rearview mirror and tentatively asked:
"Miss, do you dislike Wen Zhaoye? I think he's quite nice after spending time with him."
Wen Jiaojiao: "It's nice, but it's not suitable. Anyway, we're already here."
He's a thing of the past; I'll probably never see him again in this lifetime, so let's not talk about him.
Ah Long didn't know what Jiang Peitian was up to, but he didn't want to overstep his bounds and expose him.
Wen Jiaojiao kept her gaze fixed outside. An hour later, when she saw the shop with the "sunrise" sign again, she couldn't help but ask:
"Ah Long, I'd like to ask if this Sunrise clothing store is a newly opened one?"
Ah Long couldn't say it outright, so he said ambiguously:
"I guess so. I heard it's everywhere in Hong Kong, and even people in the boss's entertainment company are wearing it now."
Wen Jiaojiao said unintentionally:
"Looks like he has some powerful connections."
Ah Long: "..."
Of course he's tough! He's the son of the richest man!
With such immense wealth, even selling chopsticks could be transformed into a luxury item for him.
Jiang Garden.
Jiang Ci sat on the sofa and advised Qi Meijing:
"Mom, I heard that girl is coming. Should we go and greet her? Otherwise, Dad will definitely be unhappy."
Qi Ying, enjoying the servants' service, said in an unfriendly tone:
"Sister, are you stupid? She's an illegitimate child who stole your title, and you actually want to go and greet her?"
"Give her a break and she'll think she's on top of the world. Let me tell you, this kind of slut needs to be taught a lesson to behave, otherwise you might end up having your assets divided up."
Jiang Ci, with her simple and honest nature, said:
"We're all family, why make it so bitter and resentful? We can't spend all the money anyway, so just give her some. As long as the family is harmonious, that's all that matters."
Qi Meijing elegantly sipped her coffee, and when she looked over, she glanced at her casually and said:
“Daughter, your cousin is right. Your father’s success is all thanks to our Qi family, so the assets must all go to you. Otherwise… I won’t let this go.”
Jiang Ci grew up in luxury and didn't have much of a concept of money, nor did she care about it much.
Rather than being a princess high above everyone else, she longs to be a child in a happy family.
She lowered her head and remained silent. Just then, Jiang Peitian walked in from outside and asked, "Hasn't the person arrived yet?"
Qi Meijing's eyes flashed with surprise at his appearance, and she said in an ambiguous tone:
"What? Is she that important? Is she worth you dropping everything to come all this way back?"
Jiang Peitian loosened his collar and said nonchalantly:
"No, that's not the case. I've already said I'll be back at noon and in the evening from now on, starting today."
Wu Meijing was undoubtedly pleased inside, though she didn't show it on her face. Jiang Ci stepped forward and hugged his arm, saying cheerfully:
“Then I’ll come back every day from now on, so our whole family can be together, wouldn’t that be great?”
Ah Long drove into Jiang Garden and got out of the driveway:
"Boss, the person has been brought back."
Everyone turned their gaze to Wen Jiaojiao, who was wearing a T-shirt tucked into her shorts.
Her legs were so white they seemed to glow, her long hair cascaded down her back, swaying gently in the wind, and her delicate face was incredibly pure and lively.
She laughed awkwardly: "You already have a daughter, why are you still trying to make me your daughter?"
Wen Jiaojiao had previously considered several reasons why Jiang Peitian might have taken a liking to her, but she ultimately settled on the fact that he had fathered seven or eight sons, and his daughter, whom he finally had, died.
So they recognized her because she bore a resemblance to their deceased daughter.
The way things are developing now is completely unexpected, and she is increasingly confused about how she ended up in such a family.
Jiang Peitian is a shrewd businessman who places great importance on the other party's family background and abilities.
I have absolutely no liking for this girl who is only pretty, has no other redeeming qualities, and, most importantly, has my son so devoted to her.
He naturally wouldn't let Wen Zhaoye marry her; he only intended to drag things out between the two of them.
After Wen Zhaoye arrived in the port city, saw its prosperity and many more women, and lost interest in her, he removed her from his household registration.
He didn't believe a man's heart could last, and with Wen Zhaoye not around, he had no desire to continue the charade.
"Now that you're here, I hope you'll follow the rules from now on."
Wen Jiaojiao's smile froze. Before she even stepped through the door, a sudden thought of living as a dependent suddenly welled up in her mind.
She felt a great sense of disappointment, but had no other choice but to nod and say, "Okay, I understand."
The maids, all of whom had served Qi Meijing for many years, didn't give her a friendly look either. Aunt Zhang ordered someone to unload the things from the car, then said coldly:
"Your room is on the third floor."
Jiang Peitian sensed the unpleasant tone in the voice, but made no attempt to utter a sound.
Feeling uneasy, Wen Jiaojiao followed them into the hall and glanced around at the magnificent living room.
Qi Ying noticed her action and scoffed:
"Never seen it before, have you?"
"I've never seen it before."
Wen Jiaojiao's overly sincere words made Qi Ying choke on her words.
Jiang Peitian also disliked Qi Ying, and he interrupted her coldly, saying, "Let's eat."
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