Jiang Ceheng was still angry about what happened that morning, and wished that Yan Wenjing would immediately divorce Jiang Yunzhi and marry Lulu.
He spoke his mind: "Compared to Jiang Yunzhi, that ungrateful wretch, it would be more suitable for Lulu to marry into the Yan family."
“If it weren’t for Old Madam Yan’s insistence on Jiang Yunzhi, Yan Wenjing would not have married her.”
Just as I finished speaking, I noticed that Yan Wenjing had liked Jiang Yunzhi's post on WeChat Moments.
Jiang Ceheng, who was slapped in the face: "..."
Jiang Lulu looked unwell.
Yan Wenjing not only didn't look down on Jiang Yunzhi, this country bumpkin, but also gave her a thumbs up.
It's worth noting that this billionaire is very aloof and never gives likes.
Jiang Lulu looked furious, as if Jiang Yunzhi had stolen her husband.
"Mom, is there really no way for me to marry Mr. Yan?"
"My sister doesn't know anything, she doesn't know how to socialize, and she can't be Mr. Yan's good wife."
“If I were to marry into the Jiang family, the family would rise to a higher level.”
Jiang's mother was in a dilemma; how could she possibly control the Yan family?
She dared to point fingers at Jiang Yunzhi, but when speaking to Yan Wenjing, she would stutter a little.
Jiang Ceheng was quite tempted by this suggestion.
"Lulu, you are so good, you are better than Jiang Yunzhi in every way. It won't be long before Yan Wenjing will realize how good you are."
Jiang Lulu was very disappointed with this answer.
Feeling a pang of envy, she still gave Jiang Yunzhi a thumbs up and commented: "Wow, sister is so amazing! No wonder you're from the countryside. I've never grown vegetables before, I don't know anything, I'm so stupid~"
"By the way, isn't your brother-in-law with you?"
Jiang Yunzhi replied quickly: "Are you crazy? Being stupid isn't a crime, just learn more about cooking. I'm rooting for you."
Jiang Lulu was so angry she wanted to smash her phone, but in front of her family, she could only weakly wipe away her tears.
...
Jiang Yunzhi and Yan Wenjing will stay at the manor for another night tonight and return to the villa tomorrow.
She returned the jewelry she wore to the birthday party, along with its box, to Yan Wenjing.
The housekeeper said this set is worth 60 million.
Jiang Yunzhi's inner monologue: I'll fight you rich people to the death!
"Why did you bring it back? Don't you like it?" The man's voice was deep and pleasant.
Jiang Yunzhi was slightly taken aback: "Huh? You gave it to me??"
Thank goodness, the big boss isn't the kind of brainless, domineering CEO who would grab someone by the chin and say, "Woman, your name is Greed."
He actually planned to give her such expensive jewelry! Seriously, she was devastated.
She's willing to work for a big shot for the rest of her life!
Yan Wenjing saw through her thoughts: "Men in the Yan family don't have the habit of being stingy with their wives."
Even if she is only a wife in name only.
"I'll accept it if you give it to me."
Who wouldn't be tempted by this?!
Jiang Yunzhi instantly felt immense respect for Yan Wenjing.
"Mr. Yan, I'll run you a bath."
The next second, she saw the man raise an eyebrow slightly, realizing that what she had just said was a bit inappropriate and could easily be misunderstood as her lusting after him.
Jiang Yunzhi immediately changed her mind: "I'll have the maid prepare a bath for you!"
"Tap tap tap," she turned and went out, even the back of her head exuding a happy aura.
She's so easily satisfied again.
Yan Wenjing's thin lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.
Jiang Yunzhi couldn't be dissatisfied; he was giving her far too much!
That's equivalent to six months of her allowance.
...
At 11:30 p.m., Yan Wenjing finished two international meetings, ended his work early, and went to bed to rest.
The bedroom was completely dark.
The rich scent of roses emanated from the person beside me; it wasn't pungent, and surprisingly, it wasn't unpleasant.
Yan Wenjing fell asleep after smelling this scent.
I woke up again in the middle of the night.
Jiang Yunzhi wrapped her arms around his neck, her soft, white cheeks rubbing against his shoulder, her warm breath brushing against his neck.
The man's eyes were dark, and he stiffened as she held him.
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