After the al, Jiang Moxi went back to Tianqin Bay.
Fu Youhan returned a little while later.
At that ti, Jiang Moxi had just finished taking a bath and was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, seemingly lost in thought.
Because before entering the door, Scavenger Jing Yan had sent the investigation results to her today.
It was information about the person impersonating Dead Ghost.
The person, Jiang Moxi knew as well, and their na was Wen You.
With delicate features and short hair, there was a bit of a tomboyish vibe, and the build was also very similar to Jiang Moxi’s before she was of age.
Wen You was also skilled in marksmanship and was an absolute top killer among the rcenaries.
And compared to Dead Ghost, every ti Wen You made a move, the casualties would definitely be more severe.
Because Dead Ghost would typically only target the mission’s objectives, but Wen You enjoyed the thrill of killing more, thus deliberately killing more innocent people each ti.
As such, countless people believed that Wen You’s strength had long surpassed that of Dead Ghost.
So many within the rcenary Corps thought Wen You could be a replacent for Dead Ghost.
There were even those who said that in a duel between Dead Ghost and Wen You, the odds would certainly be in Wen You’s favor.
Jiang Moxi also understood that by sending her Wen You’s information, Scavenger wanted her to realize the direness of the situation and that it would be best to evacuate imdiately.
But Jiang Moxi was still hesitant to give Jing Yan an answer.
Looking out at the myriad lights outside the window, her eyes beca distant and wandering.
So engrossed in thinking about these things, she was unaware of when Fu Youhan ca back.
It was not until Fu Youhan hugged her tightly from behind that Jiang Moxi finally snapped back to reality.
"What are you thinking about? Why do you look so distracted?"
Fu Youhan gently pecked Jiang Moxi’s ear and the long arm resting on her waist involuntarily tightened a bit more.
Actually, Fu Youhan had been ho for quite a while.
But during this ti, Jiang Moxi hadn’t even noticed his return, her gaze constantly fixed on the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
That feeling, like a bird about to flutter its wings and fly away at any ti, made Fu Youhan feel unsettlingly insecure.
It also made him want to use all his strength to blend her into his own flesh and blood, to make it completely difficult for her to separate from him.
However, when Jiang Moxi ca back to her senses, she said, "I was thinking about why the crab soup tonight was so delicious."
Jiang Moxi made an effort to pry off the hand that he rested on her waist, either not liking Fu Youhan’s overly forceful embrace or simply continuing to be angry.
But Fu Youhan was not willing to let go, only gently pecking the back of her neck, whispering, "If you like it, I’ll have soone make it for you again tomorrow, just stop being angry."
"I’m not angry anymore, but even the tastiest food becos tireso if eaten every day," Jiang Moxi said bluntly, as she was not one for beating around the bush. To not be angry ant just that.
"It won’t, just like how we never tire of each other no matter how often," Fu Youhan’s voice was already hoarse to the extre, and his kisses began to follow.
Fu Youhan, though not acting like a rogue with impudent words, still made one feel so embarrassed they’d want to burrow into the ground.
Jiang Moxi wanted to reject him, but he didn’t give her the chance, and directly sealed her lips...
*
anwhile, Jiang Weiwei began practicing the piece she was to perform in the third group competition under Yu Man’s supervision.
This was already an uncountable number of practice sessions for the day, and Jiang Weiwei really couldn’t muster the spirit.
But the mont she played a few wrong notes, Yu Man frowned, "Weiwei, why did you play it wrong again? Have you not been taking the competition seriously lately?"
Yu Man, for the sake of Jiang Weiwei’s third group competition, had also done countless howork.
Like the piece Jiang Weiwei was about to perform, she had been listening to it over and over again recently, even going so far as to look up the background of its creation and ticulously recording everything down.
This was also the reason why, when Jiang Weiwei slightly missed a few notes, Yu Man, soone who had never been in touch with the piano, could also discern it quickly.
Yu Man felt that everything she did was for Jiang Weiwei’s future success and for her to have a good marriage prospect.
But she didn’t know that her relentless pressure was making Jiang Weiwei feel like she was almost out of breath.
It’s just that Jiang Weiwei dared not disobey Yu Man to her face, and could only act coquettishly toward Yu Man.
"Mom, how about we continue practicing next year? I’ve been practicing all day, and my legs are numb from sitting."
"You can rest after you practice it a few more tis. Haven’t you seen the internet saying that all those great pianists made it through diligence?"
Yu Man was also anxious inside.
After Lady Suchen showed concern for Jiang Weiwei at the dinner party, it seed as if the focus of the entire Jiang Family had returned to Jiang Weiwei once again.
Even Jiang Tairan would make several calls a day to ask about Jiang Weiwei’s progress in her affairs.
Yu Man also held hope, wishing that Jiang Weiwei would get in touch with Suchen as soon as possible, and then the two would have deeper interactions.
But strangely, Suchen seed to have forgotten about Jiang Weiwei.
Even the paternity test with Jiang Weiwei that Jiang Tairan ntioned had not happened.
As ti passed, the Jiang family mbers were very disappointed in Jiang Weiwei again.
Jiang Tairan had even made the decision that during the third round of the piano competition, they would concentrate resources on publicizing Jiang Sibei, striving to build Jiang Sibei up as another rising star pianist.
Yu Man knew that Jiang Tairan was starting to give up on Jiang Weiwei, so she was even more dissatisfied inside and hoped more that in this third group competition, Jiang Weiwei could leave Jiang Sibei far behind, showing Jiang Tairan who is truly worthy of investnt.
But Jiang Weiwei didn’t know Jiang Tairan’s plans, so she inevitably felt a little emotional facing the pressure from Yu Man.
"But Mom, I’m really tired."
"Just sitting there playing the piano, it’s not like doing physical labor in the fields. What’s there to be tired of?"
"It’s not any easier than working in the fields..." Jiang Weiwei’s tone changed slightly.
Yu Man quickly noticed sothing and started to speak with heavy earnestness.
"Weiwei, Grandpa is planning to promote Sibei during this group competition. Do you understand what this ans?"
Jiang Weiwei’s expression froze.
Seeing this, Yu Man continued, "I originally didn’t want to tell you, afraid that it would bring unnecessary psychological pressure on you. But you should also understand, to survive in the Jiang Family, it’s impossible without substantial skills and achievents..."
Jiang Weiwei’s recent negative attitude toward the piano competition did indeed stem from the part where she was hoping that Suchen could change her current life situation.
She just didn’t expect that Jiang Tairan, failing to see results, would be ready to invest elsewhere...
Jiang Weiwei hated the Jiang Family’s greed for money and their opportunistic behavior.
But she also understood that she had to start taking so real actions.
"Mom, thank you so much for thinking of . I’ll practice the piano a few more tis right now."
Saying this, Jiang Weiwei once again sat upright in front of the piano and began to play earnestly.
Yu Man watched the girl who was fully engaged in playing the piano and felt that she was an angel sent by the heavens to her side—obedient, sensible, and compliant...
But she did not know that this obedient angel, the next day at a restaurant newly opened by Suchen, showed a face full of fatigue in front of the piano there.
At that ti, Suchen was coming over to check on the new restaurant’s business and happened to see Jiang Weiwei dining alone with a distressed look, so she approached and greeted her.
"Weiwei, you ca here by yourself?"
Jiang Weiwei looked up to see Suchen and quickly scrambled to hide her fatigue, smiling and greeting Suchen.
"Aunt Suchen, hello. Are you here for a al too?"
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