On the other end of the phone, Jiang Qing awkwardly tugged at the corner of her lips, sowhat at a loss for words. "Yuhan, are you angry?"
"She deliberately provoked Wan Yu, saying what I give Jian Xi is less than a tenth of what you have. What does the original wife even count for? Do you need to copy this video and have Yan Qing send it to you?" Si Yuhuan’s voice was cold, betraying no sign of his emotions.
Jiang Qing’s heart skipped a beat. Xiang Yao, this brain-dead waste, actually said such things on a surveillance recording! What a stupendously stupid fool!
"Yuhan, I’m sorry. I’ll apologize to Wan Yu right now."
After hanging up, Si Yuhuan furrowed his brows. He was waiting for Jian Xi, but she still hadn’t called.
Yan Qing, seeing through his boss’s thoughts, couldn’t help but speak up. "Perhaps Wan Yu ca without telling Madam? After all, sick people generally don’t like to admit it."
"Is she also the type to hide her illness and avoid doctors?" Si Yuhuan raised an eyebrow.
Yan Qing wanted to say, ’Don’t you feel like you’re a bit too concerned about your wife right now?’
"Yes!"
Si Yuhuan nodded. "Tell the doctor to secretly co up with a treatnt plan."
"Understood."
Seeing Yan Qing’s suggestive smile, Si Yuhuan quickly explained, "She is my wife, after all. It wouldn’t do for her to be fine when she left the Jian Family, only to beco ntally ill once she’s with the Si Family."
"Right, right, right. You’re thinking of the family honor. I understand," Yan Qing agreed.
His words sounded even more suggestive.
Si Yuhuan didn’t bother to look at him again, stood up, grabbed his coat, and headed straight for Fuyuan Official Residence.
"Boss, are we really taking back the company we invested in for Miss Jiang?"
"Find a professional manager," Si Yuhuan instructed.
Yan Qing nodded. The boss really is still the best towards Miss Jiang, he thought.
「 」
Jiang Qing had been about to go crazy with anger, but when she received the call from the professional manager, she smiled again.
Si Yuhuan still cared about her, after all. As long as there was love, she had a bargaining chip. Jian Xi, just you wait. I’ll make your life a living hell until you relinquish the position of Mrs. Si. That position should be mine!
Out of consideration for their relationship, she dragged her sick body to visit Xiang Yao, offering her considerable comfort.
"ngng, you must fight for Si Yuhuan! I’ll support you with everything I have. Jian Xi and Wan Yu, those two bitches, I absolutely have to tear them apart!"
"Yaoyao, just focus on getting better. It’s my fault you got hurt." Jiang Qing was thoroughly disgusted with this idiot.
"SOB SOB SOB... ngng, you’re so good to ..." Xiang Yao burst into Jiang Qing’s arms, crying her eyes out, already concocting new malicious plans.
"I can’t touch Jian Xi, so I’ll make the Jian Group suffer instead! I refuse to believe that a bankrupt Jian Family can still be worthy of the wealthiest man!"
Jiang Qing’s eyes lit up. It seed this fool was really going to play her trump card.
「 」
Aunt Zhang’s cooking skills were excellent.
Jian Xi suddenly developed an appetite. She wanted to eat sour long beans, sweet and sour shredded potatoes, and sweet and sour spareribs. She also ordered a few other dishes, and soon a table full of delicious food was served.
"Miss Jian, please see if these suit your taste."
Jian Xi took a bite and nodded repeatedly. "It tastes very good."
"Your craving for sour food is just like when I was pregnant with my eldest."
"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH—" Jian Xi couldn’t help but cough.
"Drink so of this plum juice. I just made it, and it tastes especially good," Aunt Zhang enthusiastically handed over the sour plum drink.
Jian Xi took a sip; the taste was simply too good. It was sweet going down, and it felt as if it could rejuvenate her stomach, which hadn’t felt comfortable in a long ti. She couldn’t help but take big gulp after big gulp.
"Oh my, you’re really acting more and more like you’re pregnant!" Aunt Zhang laughed happily, causing Jian Xi to cough even more violently.
That was it. She couldn’t eat anymore.
Unexpectedly, Si Yuhuan suddenly returned.
He sniffed the sour sll filling the room and frowned. "Did you spill the vinegar?"
Aunt Zhang, beaming with joy, explained, "Miss Jian suddenly craved sour dishes, so I just made so. Mr. Si, would you like to join us?"
Si Yuhuan sat down, watching Jian Xi sip the sour plum drink in small mouthfuls.
He recalled what the doctor had said: "The patient, due to depression, will inevitably exhibit so strange behaviors. At such tis, she should be guided correctly, without forceful intervention; otherwise, her condition might worsen."
"Even if you like sour food, you can’t eat only sour things. Your stomach won’t be able to handle it," he said awkwardly.
Jian Xi found it even more awkward listening to him. She seriously suspected Si Yuhuan was either having a psychotic episode or was ill. Why else would he suddenly start caring about her?
Only Aunt Zhang in the room sounded delighted. "Then let’s do as Mr. Si says. I’ll make so pear soup later to soothe the stomach and clear the lungs."
Jian Xi scratched her neck with an index finger. "Si Yuhuan, how many days has it been since you last saw Jiang Qing?"
"Three to five days. Why do you ask all of a sudden?"
Jian Xi pressed her forehead. "No wonder. Without Jiang Qing brainwashing you, you’ve actually started to learn how to be nice to ."
Si Yuhuan was silent for two seconds. "She’s not as bad as you think."
"Heh!" Jian Xi felt irritated hearing his defense.
"Si Yuhuan, if you want to praise Jiang Qing in front of and try to get to accept her, then I can only say you’ve seriously miscalculated. That woman... I wish she would just die. It’s an irreconcilable hatred between us, understand? The kind where it’s her or ."
"For ?" Si Yuhuan’s mood suddenly improved.
Jian Xi kept emphasizing she no longer loved him, yet she was so worked up about her rival. What did that prove? That her claim of not loving him was a lie!
"Si Yuhuan, are you out of your mind? I’m saying I hate Jiang Qing! It’s either her or !" Jian Xi, afraid she didn’t sound fierce enough, was practically baring her teeth.
Unexpectedly, Si Yuhuan looked at her as if she were an idiot. "As long as I’m here, you won’t be able to hurt her."
As Jian Xi was fuming, she heard him add, "And I won’t let her hurt you either."
"Bullshit!" Jian Xi couldn’t help but curse.
In her past life, his "protection" had led to her death! That scumbag, always making empty promises!
Just thinking about Jiang Qing made her angry. She took a deep breath. She had to live a few more years, damn it!
"I don’t need your protection. I can protect myself." Jian Xi pushed him away, but Si Yuhuan grabbed her hand.
"Stop fooling around. Co with to see the doctor tomorrow."
So, he ca here today and put on this whole act just to take her to the doctor?
Jian Xi laughed in exasperation. "Si Yuhuan, you’re so concerned about that you’re not even going to see Jiang Qing. Don’t tell you’ve fallen in love with ?"
Si Yuhuan stared at her intensely, his dark eyes unfathomable, like a deep abyss.
Jian Xi pursed her lips. "You cold-blooded animal. You don’t even have a heart; how could you understand love?"
Back in her room, the more Jian Xi thought about it, the angrier she beca.
Jiang Qing had posted on her WeChat Monts: [Grateful to Yuhan for hiring a professional manager to help solve my work difficulties. From now on, I will not only maintain my status as an artist but also learn to manage the company and not disappoint expectations.]
Her words were laden with aning.
Jian Xi deliberately liked the post.
Since Jiang Qing was so blatantly showing off their affection for her to see, of course, she had to give it a like.
She glanced downstairs. Si Yuhuan is truly disgusting, wanting what’s in his bowl while eyeing what’s in the pot. In his dreams!
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