A Beloved Wife in Marriage - Chapter 9

A Beloved Wife in Marriage
Author: Escape
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Chapter 1: Happy Birthday, Leaving With Nothing
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Jiang Yanshen had never told Lin Qingqian that the person she first saw and fell in love with was never him.
—Epigraph.
A gust of cold night wind swept up the white curtains, adding a hint of desolation and gloom to the quiet night.
Lin Qingqian stared transfixed at the phone as if she was in a state of meditation. The white glow radiating from the screen made her face look slightly pale.
“Lin Qingqian, happy birthday.”
When the final seconds ticked down into 00:00, she put down her phone, stuffed the last of her clothes into her suitcase, locked it, and walked out of the room.
As she carried the heavy luggage downstairs, she saw Madam Jiang who had just returned from playing cards. She was sitting on the sofa and drinking a bowl of bird’s nest soup stewed by the servants, looking elegant and noble.
Li Ruzhu sat at the side and played with her phone. The casing on the phone was filled with dazzling crystals. When she heard the commotion, she only looked up at Lin Qingqian, who was clumsily coming down the stairs. Then, she quickly lowered her eyes, as if she did not see her.
The other servants also saw her struggling down the stairs with her luggage, but none of them stepped forward to help.
Lin Qingqian did not expect them to help her. As long as that man was not in the Jiang family, the Jiang family would automatically categorize her as air.
When she finally came down the 81 difficult steps, she pushed the luggage and walked in front of Madam Jiang.
Madam Jiang put down the exquisite bowl in her hand and looked up at her as she wiped the corners of her mouth. “What are you doing now?”
“As you wish, I’m leaving the Jiang family,” Lin Qingqian replied indifferently.
Madam Jiang was stunned. She quickly looked at Li Ruzhu and said with a cold expression, “As the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family, you don’t support the Jiang family, nor do you serve your in-laws. You run away from home every other day and let Yanshen run back and forth for you. Let’s see which wife in the entire Lan City is like you. Don’t think that you can do whatever you want just because the Old Madam is protecting you.”
Run away from home?
The corners of her lips curled up mockingly. When had she ever run away from home? When had she not been bullied by this woman and Li Ruzhu until she couldn’t take it anymore before she went to hide at Suisui’s place for a few days? However, after Madam Jiang and Li Ruzhu added fuel to the fire, every time Jiang Yanshen heard about it, the story became that she could not stand the teachings of her elders and ran away from home.
Lin Qingqian did not waste her breath on her. In any case, they would not believe anything she said. She placed the signed divorce agreement on the coffee table. “I’ve signed the divorce agreement. When Jiang Yanshen comes back, I’ll have to trouble you to hand it to him.”
When Madam Jiang saw her signature on the divorce agreement, a trace of surprise appeared in her eyes. She did not expect her to be serious this time.
Although Li Ruzhu did not say anything, she no longer played with her phone. She looked at Madam Jiang excitedly, thrilled and in disbelief.
Was this woman finally going to scram now? She could finally be with Brother Yanshen!
Madam Jiang’s heart trembled with excitement, but her expression was still arrogant. She sneered and said, “Back then, you insisted on marrying Yanshen. Now, you’re willing to get a divorce? What if the Old Madam comes back and says that I’m the one who forced you to get a divorce? Are you hoping that the Old Madam will come after me and scold me for being an evil mother-in-law?”
“I’m the one who wants to get a divorce. No matter who comes back, I’ll tell them the same thing.” Lin Qingqian’s voice was as light as willow catkins, and there was a trace of tenacity in it. She paused for a moment and said, “If you’re worried, you can wait for Jiang Yanshen and I to finish the divorce procedures before informing Grandma.”
Madam Jiang sized her up suspiciously. Seeing that she did not seem to be lying, the excitement in her eyes could not be suppressed.
Li Ruzhu was overjoyed.
Lin Qingqian looked at the two of them who wished they could set off firecrackers to celebrate. Thinking of the humiliation and grievances she had suffered in the Jiang family for the past seven years, her heart surged with dense sorrow and depression.
If not for the fact that she loved Jiang Yanshen so much, she would not have compromised and endured so much humiliation for seven years.
Fortunately, everything was over. In the future, she no longer had to endure Madam Jiang’s pickiness and mean attitude, nor did she have to endure Li Ruzhu, the scheming b*tch.
“In order to thank you for taking care of me for the past seven years, I want to give you a gift,” Lin Qingqian said.
Madam Jiang looked at her suspiciously. “A gift?”
“That’s right.” Lin Qingqian’s lips curled into a faint smile. She took a step forward and picked up the exquisite small bowl on the coffee table. Then, she placed the thick and sticky bird’s nest above her head and directly overturned it.
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Chapter 2: From Now On, We’re Even
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Back then, when Madam Jiang found out that she and Jiang Yanshen had secretly went to register their marriage, she was so angry that she splashed a cup of hot water on her face. If not for her dodging in time and the hot water splashing in front of her, her face would have been ruined.
Now, she had only returned a bowl of bird’s nest to her. They were even. It was considered letting her off easy.
“Ah—”
Madam Jiang jumped up in shock. Li Ruzhu hurriedly stood up and wiped her with a tissue. She was flustered and exasperated. “Lin Qingqian, are you crazy?”
Lin Qingqian took a step back and smashed the bowl onto the floor, scaring Madam Jiang and Li Ruzhu.
“Indeed, in the past, I must have had some kind of mental illness. That’s why I endured in vain to try to live with a mean and evil mother-in-law like you, and this white lotus scheming bitch. Now—”
Her voice paused for a moment, and when it sounded again, it was clear and firm. “I’m sorry, but I’ve recovered from my mental illness. From now on, I’ll mind my own business, and you will do the same. If anyone takes the initiative to provoke me, don’t blame me for being rude.”
After saying that, she ignored Madam Jiang and Li Ruzhu’s comical appearances of jumping up and down in anger and left elegantly with her luggage.
The ride she had booked was already waiting at the door. Seeing her come out, the driver got out enthusiastically, took the suitcase, put it in the trunk, and opened the door for her.
Lin Qingqian took one last look at the place where she had lived for seven years. There were too many memories of her and Jiang Yanshen here, and too many heartaches and grievances…
If she could, she did not want to step into this place again for the rest of her life.
Lin Qingqian got into the car and reported her destination.
Halfway through the journey, the silence in the carriage was suddenly broken by a song—
“May there be a tree in this mountain that is of interest to you. Last night, the stars were just like you. Your body was unparalleled, but there was a spiritual rhinoceros in your heart…”
Lin Qingqian’s heart suddenly constricted, and a heart-piercing pain instantly spread to her limbs and bones. This was the exclusive ringtone she had set for Jiang Yanshen. In the past seven years, she had only hoped to be in love with him and be connected to him.
At this moment, the song sounded especially mocking.
She smiled self-deprecatingly and ignored the buzzing phone. After a while, the call automatically ended.
Jiang Yanshen was a person with a bad temper and poor patience. If she did not pick up his call, he would definitely not call a second time…
The phone vibrated again, interrupting her thoughts.
It was still Jiang Yanshen.
She was a little surprised, but more than that, she felt sad. In seven years, this was the first time he had called her twice in a row.
Was it because Madam Jiang had called him to complain about her? In the past, even if Jiang Yanshen called and scolded her, she would answer the call happily as long as she could hear Jiang Yanshen’s voice.
This time, she chose to throw her phone and cards out of the car window, as if she was digging Jiang Yanshen out of her heart.
The driver couldn’t help but gasp when he saw her actions in the rearview mirror.
If he didn’t see wrongly, she seemed to have thrown out the latest phone. It had just been listed and was priced at tens of thousands. She threw it away without blinking?
If not for the fact that he was on a job, he would have stopped the car to pick it up.
He looked at the rearview mirror again and saw the indifferent-looking woman curled up into a ball.
Faint sobs came from the silent carriage.
England. London.
Jiang Yanshen sat at the long conference table. His black eyes were narrowed, and his face was getting uglier and uglier. His fingers holding the phone were pale.
This seemed to be the first time she had not picked up his call.
The dozen or so executives sitting on both sides of the conference table looked at him carefully. They felt that he was not clutching his phone, but their hearts, which were about to be crushed at any moment.
Someone looked at Lu Yuan for help. He was one of Jiang Yanshen’s special assistants and the person who understood Jiang Yanshen’s thoughts the best.
When Lu Yuan saw Jiang Yanshen’s expression, he knew that something must have happened to his wife. He tactfully looked down and focused his mind.
“Pa!” Jiang Yanshen suddenly put down his phone and looked up. “Lu Yuan.”
“Director Jiang,” Lu Yuan immediately replied respectfully.
“Get the nearest flight back to Lan City.” A deep manly voice rang out domineeringly.
“Yes.” Lu Yuan immediately called to book a flight back to Lan City.
“Director Jiang, this financing case…”
Before a certain executive could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cold voice. “I’ll give you three more days. When I come back, I want to either see a perfect financing plan or your resignation letter.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and buttoned his suit. He left without even giving them a glance.
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Chapter 3: I’ll Let You Slap My Face, You Can Do It
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A low-key black Maybach sped along the exotic road to its heart’s content. The man in the back seat was wearing a Bluetooth earphone and talking to someone in a standard British accent. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Lu Yuan, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, hung up the phone. He asked the person on the other end of his call to wait for a moment. His low and mellow voice that was like a cello switched to Chinese and asked, “What’s going on?”
Lu Yuan secretly sized up his expression and said carefully, “The butler said that the Madam is not in the villa. He also said… that the Madam has left with her luggage.”
Jiang Yanshen’s expression suddenly darkened, and an icy cold voice flowed out from his thin lips. “Investigate.”
“Yes.” Lu Yuan’s heart was trembling as he thought to himself, ‘Damn it, who said that Director Jiang doesn’t care about Mrs. Jiang? I’ll slap that person’s face swollen when I see him!!’
Jiang Yanshen did not continue the conference call. He turned his head to look at the exotic scenery outside the window. His eyes were misty and unfathomable.
…
The small apartment unit in Hua Mansions Condominium was something that Lin Qingqian had rented with her own money. After graduating from university, she registered for marriage with Jiang Yanshen. Although she didn’t have a job, she had a scholarship and a Weibo account with hundreds of thousands of fans. She occasionally took on advertisements and accumulated some savings.
Actually, when she graduated, she had also gone out to apply for a job. However, after working for a day, Jiang Yanshen caught her and brought her back home.
Jiang Yanshen’s exact words at that time were, “Since you’re Mrs. Jiang now, you have to behave accordingly. Our Jiang family doesn’t lack that bit of spare money!”
At that time, she was very happy because she thought that his heart ached for her and he did not want her to work so hard. Now that she thought about it, he probably despised her for embarrassing him.
Lin Qingqian laid out the bedsheets and suppressed the tears that almost flowed out of her eyes again. She sniffled and cheered herself on. “Lin Qingqian, you can do it.”
It was just a new beginning.
The next day, Lin Qingqian woke up early and went out for a walk to buy breakfast. After eating, she changed her clothes and went to work.
The day before her birthday, she received an email from E Fashion Magazine. She had been accepted as an intern assistant. Her salary was not high but fortunately, the office was nearby and she could reach it in ten minutes.
Coincidentally, it was the busiest two months for the fashion magazine. After Lin Qingqian reported to the company and received her work pass and daily office supplies, she was ordered around like a spinning top. She did not even have time to drink water.
In the afternoon, the editor-in-chief asked her to send the clothes needed for the shoot to the female celebrity. When she walked out of the office, Lin Qingqian was holding the list and did not notice her colleagues’ sympathetic gazes.
Lin Qingqian did not know this female celebrity. She only followed the instructions and went to the fashion department to collect the clothes, shoes, and accessories she wanted for the shoot. Then, she found the female celebrity’s dressing room.
Just as she was about to knock on the door, she heard a woman’s sharp voice from inside. “Do you want to die? How dare you bring me such hot coffee? Are you deliberately trying to scald me to death?”
“I’m sorry, Sister Feifei. I didn’t do it on purpose…”
“Scram! I don’t want to see you… Roll out of here!”
The door was pulled open from the inside. Lin Qingqian looked down and saw a fat boy with glasses lying on the floor. Then, he really rolled out.
The woman sitting in front of the makeup mirror turned her head. Her standard internet celebrity face moved away and landed on Lin Qingqian.
Lin Qingqian said calmly, “Miss Li, these are the clothes and shoes for the magazine shoot later.”
She walked into the dressing room and was about to hang up the clothes when Li Feifei suddenly stood up and snatched the clothes. Her expression was ugly as she said, “How dare you give me such lousy clothes to wear?”
“Don’t think I don’t know. The last time Lin Xue’er went for a photoshoot, you gave her a LV luxury custom-made shirt. But you’re giving me this? What do you mean by it?”
Li Feifei snatched the clothes and threw them fiercely on Lin Qingqian’s face. The buttons on the clothes smashed onto her cheek, and a piece of her fair skin immediately turned red.
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Chapter 4: Intern Assistant, I’m at Work
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Lin Qingqian frowned slightly and caught the clothes. She still said in a calm tone, “Miss Li, these are the clothes that the fashion department and your team have confirmed for the photoshoot. If you have any objections, you can look for your team or the fashion department.”
She was just a new intern and had no right to decide what the models wore for the photoshoot.
Li Feifei had just finished a round of cosmetic injections on her face, and her expression was very stiff when she was angry. She pointed at her nose and scolded, “Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that!”
From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the work pass hanging around her neck. When she saw the words “intern assistant”, she became even more arrogant. “A mere intern assistant dares to be so arrogant. Your editor-in-chief doesn’t know how to discipline people. I can help teach on his behalf!”
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand to slap her!
Lin Qingqian narrowed her clear eyes. Were celebrities all like this these days? She was about to grab Li Feifei’s wrist when someone moved faster.
Li Feifei and Lin Qingqian looked at the owner of the hand in unison—
“Jiang, Director Jiang…” Li Feifei was shocked.
There was no one in Lan City who did not know Jiang Yanshen. It had nothing to do with his family background or wealth and status. Just his carved facial features, sharp sword-like eyebrows, bright but icy eyes, and thin lips under his straight nose were very recognizable. He was a sexy and cold man.
It was just a glance, but it was enough to make one swoon.
Lin Qingqian was also stunned.
Why was he here? Wasn’t he supposed to be overseas?
After three months, three days, and 16 hours, seeing Jiang Yanshen again, Lin Qingqian no longer had the excitement and desire to hug him tightly. Only the vicissitudes of time and numbness remained.
“Director Jiang, you, why are you here?” Li Feifei quickly suppressed her excitement and her voice immediately became coquettish. Her eyes were filled with embarrassment, and she wanted to say something but stopped.
Could it be that Director Jiang had seen her on television before and specially came to see her today?
Jiang Yanshen’s face was cold as he shook off her hand. Li Feifei lost her balance in her high heels and staggered to the side. Fortunately, the makeup artist caught and steadied her.
Next, Jiang Yanshen’s words were like a whip stained with salt water that slapped her face.
He said, “It’s not your place to discipline my wife!”
Li Feifei’s breathing froze as she looked at Lin Qingqian in disbelief, suspecting that she had heard wrongly…
Mrs. Jiang?
Jiang Yanshen was really married?
There was once a rumor that Jiang Yanshen was married, but they had never seen him with any woman. As time passed, everyone thought that it was just a rumor. Who would have thought that it was true?
Moreover, Jiang Yanshen’s wife was actually this ordinary intern assistant in front of her?
Lin Qingqian was also shocked. This seemed to be the first time Jiang Yanshen had acknowledged her as his wife in front of outsiders.
In the past three years, he had never brought her to any of his friends’ gatherings, banquets, or social events, let alone publicly acknowledge that he was married. He had not even worn the wedding ring she had chosen for a long time for him when they registered their marriage. He had thrown it into the drawer and it was covered in dust until now.
Jiang Yanshen’s sharp gaze swept across her and landed on Lin Qingqian’s face. He reached out and grabbed her wrist before turning to leave without saying a word.
Lin Qingqian subconsciously pried her hand away. “I’m at work…”
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yanshen bent down and grabbed her arm with one hand. He hugged her legs with the other and carried her onto his shoulder.
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Chapter 5: Born to Be Tortured, Let’s Divorce
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“Ah!” Lin Qingqian exclaimed, and the world turned upside down. An intense dizziness swept over her.
“Lu Yuan, I don’t want to see this zombie face on any screen.” Jiang Yanshen said coldly and carried his wife out of the dressing room.
It was as if he did not hear Li Feifei’s cries behind him.
In the car.
Lin Qingqian’s feet landed on the ground, and the dizziness eased slightly. She raised her hand to open the door, but the door was locked.
“I want to get off!”
The driver didn’t move from his seat, and he just glanced in the rearview mirror.
Jiang Yanshen unbuttoned his suit and said, “Drive.”
The driver immediately started the engine and the car slowly moved off.
Lin Qingqian was so angry by their actions that her chest heaved. She turned to look at the man beside her and repeated, “Jiang Yanshen, I want to get out of the car!”
Jiang Yanshen narrowed his dark eyes. When he glanced at her from the corner of his eye, his eyes were filled with displeasure.
“I want to go back to work, so please ask your driver to stop the car immediately!” Lin Qingqian was so angry that smoke was about to ooze from her seven apertures, but she still tried her best to restrain her emotions and did not flare up.
“Work?” The man with thin lips pursed into a straight line finally said, “You take a few thousand yuan every month in salary, but you throw your pride to the ground every day to be trampled on. You call this work?”
His clean and slender fingers pinched Lin Qingqian’s chin. His tone was clearly very soft, but every word was like a poisonous needle pricking Lin Qingqian’s face. “Lin Qingqian, is the wife of me, Jiang Yanshen, too cheap, or are you born to be tortured?”
Lin Qingqian was so angry that she laughed. She wanted to push his hand away, but the difference in strength between men and women was too great, so she could only give up. Her lips, which did not have any lipstick on, curled up slightly. “Of course, an ordinary person like me can’t compare to Director Jiang, who can easily conduct business worth tens of millions with just a move of his mouth. Just take it that I’m born cheap and like to exchange my pride for money.”
“If you feel that it’s too embarrasing, just sign the papers and settle the procedures early so that we can be free from each other.”
Jiang Yanshen narrowed his dark eyes, his gaze as sharp as thin paper. “What did you say?”
Lin Qingqian lowered her eyes and met his gaze. A trace of doubt flashed across her heart. Could it be that he didn’t suddenly come back because Madam Jiang had told him about the divorce?
The sudden silence made the car as silent as death.
Although she had practiced this conversation countless times in her heart, facing Jiang Yanshen’s sharp gaze, Lin Qingqian’s heart still trembled slightly, and it was as if there was a fishbone stuck in her throat.
This was the man she valued the most and thought that she could spend the rest of her life with, if possible. She could even feel her heart ache when she thought of him.
Just as Jiang Yanshen’s patience was about to be exhausted, she suddenly said, “Jiang Yanshen, let’s get a divorce.”
Lin Qingqian’s skin was very tender, and any casual touch would leave traces. At this moment, her fair skin had already turned red from being pinched, and it made one want to continue to torture her, leaving all kinds of traces.
However, at this moment, Jiang Yanshen only wanted to place his hand on her slender and pitiful neck and break it ruthlessly.
“Do you know what you’re talking about?” His voice was surprisingly calm, emotionless even.
Lin Qingqian: “Jiang Yanshen, let’s get a divorce.”
She repeated the same words with the same tone. But this time, her voice was even more certain.
He let go of her chin because he was worried that he would not be able to control himself and really strangle her to death. His cold voice trembled as he tried his best to suppress his anger. “Qianqian, if a lie is told too many times, no one will believe it.”
Lin Qingqian’s face suddenly turned pale, and the corners of her mouth curled up with bitterness. “Do you think I’m playing hard to get?”
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Chapter 6: So What? Let’s Go To Court
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Jiang Yanshen did not say anything. He stared at her with his cold eyes, as if he was tacitly agreeing.
Lin Qingqian’s throat tightened, and bitterness spread in her heart. “Jiang Yanshen, I’m not joking. I’ve signed the divorce agreement. It’s with Madam Jiang right now.”
“So what?” Jiang Yanshen’s face was as cold as ice. His thin lips curled up slightly, and his voice was wrapped in ice. “I won’t sign it.”
“Aren’t you going to ask why I want a divorce?” She turned to look at him, a trace of sorrow flashing across her dim eyes.
Jiang Yanshen’s expression was cold. “The reason is not important.”
The important thing was that he would not get a divorce.
Lin Qingqian lowered her head and smiled, as if she had long guessed that he would say this. After all, she had known him for seven years and loved him for seven years. She still had a certain understanding of him.
Jiang Yanshen was a cold and reserved person, strong and domineering. He was used to the obedience of the people around him. Everyone had to follow his rules, and no one could disobey his orders.
However, the young man she had once fallen in love with at first glance was not like this.
The current Jiang Yanshen was so cold and arbitrary that she was about to suffocate.
Thinking of the past, a trace of fatigue and frustration flashed across her eyes. She wanted a divorce and to escape from Jiang Yanshen’s cold cage.
She looked at him and said with a clear and firm voice, making her stand clear again. “If you don’t sign it, we’ll have to go to court.”
Jiang Yanshen’s expression was very ugly, and his dark eyes were filled with frustration. “Do you think there’s a lawyer in Lan City who dares to take on my divorce case?”
Lin Qingqian was stunned and could not find any words to refute.
With Jiang Yanshen’s current wealth and status, not many people in Lan City dared to go against him.
Jiang Yanshen turned his head away from her and closed his eyes to rest. His tense jaw line seemed to be trying its best to suppress something.
Lin Qing’s thin eyelashes trembled slightly. Just as she was about to speak, Lu Yuan, who had been sitting in the front passenger seat, suddenly said, “Madam, Director Jiang hasn’t rested for 36 hours. You should let him rest for a while.”
Jiang Yanshen was a man with ambition written on his face, and he was even more of a workaholic.
Once he started working, he did not care about anything. It was also because of this that the Tianyue Group, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, was revived in just a year after being handed over to him. In three years, it became the number one company in Lan City. In the past two years, it has expanded its market overseas.
The Old Madam of the Jiang family had once commented on this grandson with a smile. “Yanshen is different from his father. This kid is a wolf, an alpha wolf king who can dominate the grasslands even without a wolf pack.”
In the end, Lin Qingqian swallowed the words that had reached the corner of her mouth and forced her emotions back into her stomach. Her gaze moved from the man’s cold side profile to the scenery that kept retreating outside the car window.
Jiang family.
Madam Jiang and Li Ruzhu had both gone out. The servants were surprised to see Jiang Yanshen suddenly return. When they saw Lin Qingqian, they did not seem too surprised.
Jiang Yanshen entered to change his shoes. It was difficult to hide the fatigue on his tall and cold facial features. He said in a low voice, “Get me a bath.”
These words were clearly directed at Lin Qingqian. Jiang Yan was deeply obsessed with cleanliness. Other than Lin Qingqian, no one could enter his room, let alone the bathroom.
Lin Qingqian remained standing at the door, her eyes clear. “We’re about to get a divorce. Let the servants prepare such things for you.”
Jiang Yanshen’s bad emotions that he had been suppressed all along collapsed at this moment. His dark eyes that were like an abyss landed on Lin Qingqian, like a sharp scalpel that wanted to skin and dismember her.
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Chapter 7: Quite Sick, Big Brother Yanshen
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The temperature in the living room kept falling. The sudden silence made the atmosphere as cold as death.
Lu Yuan kept signaling Lin Qingqian with his eyes. At this moment, only she could appease Director Jiang’s emotions.
If Director Jiang continued to be so irritable, no one would have a good time. What good would that do?
Lin Qingqian sighed helplessly and walked up to the second floor to fill his bath.
When Jiang Yanshen was in a better mood, perhaps it would be easier to talk about the divorce.
As usual, Lin Qingqian prepared a tub of hot water that was exactly 43 degrees and placed some clean clothes on the shelf. When she turned around and saw the man standing at the bathroom door, she lowered her eyes. Just as she was about to pass by him, she heard a low voice. “The gift is by the bedside.”
She glanced at him in response. His tall and cold facial features were calm, as if the person downstairs who was like a violent dungeon boss just now was not him. Then, she looked at the bedside table.
Jiang Yanshen had already walked into the bathroom.
Did he suddenly come back to give her a gift?
Lin Qingqian picked up the rectangular velvet box and took a look. The corners of her mouth could not help but curl into a sneer.
As expected—
There was a silver anklet lying quietly in the box.
In the past few years, although Jiang Yanshen had not taken her seriously, he would still give her some clothes and jewelry during festive seasons. Most of them seemed to be bracelets and anklets.
In the past, she thought that it might be because he was a particular person and liked to give out the same things. Now, it seemed that he had probably tasked Lu Yuan to buy a bunch of these bracelets and anklets on his behalf such that as and when the occasion called for it, he could casually take one and give it to her. Either that, or he was sick in the head. And it was the kind of sickness that was quite serious.
She closed the box and locked the anklet in the safe with the previous gifts.
…
When Lin Qingqian went downstairs, Madam Jiang and Li Ruzhu had just returned from their beauty treatment. The moment they saw her, Madam Jiang thought of the bowl of sticky bird’s nest that had been poured on her head, and the disgust in her eyes was undisguised.
“Why are you back? Who let you in?”
Before she could finish her sentence, she heard a cold voice behind her. “I brought her back.”
Madam Jiang looked up and was stunned to see her son standing at the top of the stairs on the second floor. Clearly, she did not expect him to return at this time.
When Li Ruzhu saw Jiang Yanshen, her expression instantly became shy. “Big Brother Yanshen…”
Jiang Yanshen’s indifferent gaze swept across her face, as if he hadn’t heard anything. His gaze landed on Lin Qingqian. “What are you waiting for? Come up and help me dry my hair!”
His black hair was drenched and dripping, leaving an imperceptible mark on his black shirt. His entire temperament was abstinent and charming.
Lin Qingqian did not hesitate for long. She walked upstairs and had only taken two steps when she heard Madam Jiang’s voice behind her. “Yanshen, didn’t she tell you? She wants to divorce you and has already signed the papers.”
Jiang Yanshen, who was about to turn around, paused. When he turned around, he heard Li Ruzhu’s sweet voice say, “Big Brother Yanshen, even if you’re angry this time, I still have to say it. Last night, Lin Qingqian said that she wanted a divorce. Auntie only said a few words to her, and she poured a bowl of bird’s nest over Auntie’s head. She really went too far.”
Although Li Ruzhu was Madam Jiang’s adopted daughter, she had always called her Auntie because Jiang Yanshen did not allow her to address his mother as her stepmother.
Jiang Yanshen frowned slightly and sized up the woman standing below with a questioning gaze.
It was difficult to imagine her pouring a bird’s nest over someone’s head. In his memory, she had always been very obedient in front of the Jiang family. It seemed that she had never even raised her voice before.
She was even gentle and considerate in front of him, so obedient that it made him feel at ease.
Facing his questioning gaze, Lin Qingqian smiled. “What they said is true.”
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Chapter 8: You Don’t Love Me, Psychiatrist
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In the past, she would be worried that Jiang Yanshen would misunderstand her, so she would always hurriedly explain, regardless of whether he believed her or not.
Now, it didn’t matter if he misunderstood her or not. It would be even better if he was angry and signed the divorce agreement to set her free.
Jiang Yan’s deep eyes lingered on her for a moment before he said slowly, “Apologize.”
“I refuse.” Lin Qingqian said without hesitation.
If he wanted her to apologize to Madam Jiang, he had to make Madam Jiang apologize to her for the past treatment first.
Madam Jiang accused angrily, “Yanshen, look at how she doesn’t have the slightest bit of self-awareness as a daughter-in-law. It’s better for you to…”
“She’s been in a bad mood these few days. I’ll apologize on her behalf.” Jiang Yanshen interrupted her. “Tell Lu Yuan what you want. Consider it a small token of appreciation from Qianqian.”
Madam Jiang’s expression darkened. She was spending her son’s money. What kind of appreciation did that count as?
Most importantly, her son was actually still so protective of this beggar girl.
“Big Brother Yanshen, Auntie was so angry last night that her blood pressure soared. She didn’t sleep well the entire night. How could you…”
Before Li Ruzhu could finish speaking, a cold gaze shot over like a blade. Her words stopped abruptly and she lowered her eyes timidly.
Jiang Yanshen scanned them from above and finally locked his gaze on Lin Qingqian. Without saying a word, he turned around and went upstairs.
A trace of disappointment surged in Lin Qingqian’s heart. It seemed that it was impossible to use Madam Jiang and Li Ruzhu to persuade Jiang Yanshen to agree to the divorce.
Jiang Yanshen sat on the sofa, casually wiping his damp hair with a towel. He glanced at the woman who walked in slowly from the corner of his eye and lowered his long eyelashes as if he hadn’t seen her.
Lin Qingqian went to the bathroom to get a hairdryer and walked to the sofa to blow dry his hair. Her porcelain-white fingers gently shuttled through his hair, and her fingertips accidentally touched his scalp. She was like a professional masseuse, making Jiang Yanshen’s suppressed anger dissipate bit by bit.
When his hair was dry, Lin Qingqian put down the hairdryer and wanted to talk to him about the divorce. When she sat down, she realized that he had fallen asleep on the sofa. His cold brows were tightly furrowed even after he fell asleep.
Once, she thought that she was someone who could smooth out the frown between his brows, but the past seven years had told her that she could not warm Jiang Yanshen up.
Jiang Yanshen liked the cold, and the air conditioner in the room was set to a rather low temperature. Lin Qingqian was afraid that he would fall sick, so she went to get a blanket to cover him. Just as she was about to go out, her wrist was grabbed.
She lowered her head to meet the man’s mixed gaze. The two of them looked at each other in silence, letting the cold air corrode the warmth between their skin.
In the end, Lin Qingqian reached out and pried open his fingers. Her voice was calm as she said, “Jiang Yanshen, you don’t love me, and your mother doesn’t like me. It’s good for everyone if we get a divorce.”
Jiang Yanshen narrowed his dark eyes. “What happened to you recently?”
Unless something had happened, why would she suddenly become a different person? Her personality had changed drastically, and she even wanted a divorce.
“Nothing,” Lin Qingqian replied.
Her disappointment and disillusionment with Jiang Yanshen did not happen overnight, and his coldness and neglect over the years had accumulated those disappointments and heartaches to the point of numbness, until her heart died.
Jiang Yanshen did not believe her words. She was fine before. It was impossible for her to suddenly become a different person.
He picked up his phone and called Lu Yuan. “Get Doctor Shen to come over.”
Lin Qingqian did not understand why he suddenly called for a doctor. She thought that he was feeling unwell and stood up. “You should rest, I…”
Jiang Yanshen suddenly stood up, grabbed her wrist, and pressed her onto the sofa. His voice was cold as he said, “Shen Zhiwei is the best psychiatrist in Lan City. She will definitely cure you.”
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Chapter 9: Home Service, I’ll Leave It to You
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Lin Qingqian was stunned for a moment before she realized what he meant. She was so angry that she wanted to laugh.
“Jiang Yanshen, you’re the one who should be seeing a psychiatrist, right?” Otherwise, why would he think that she wanted to divorce him because of psychological problems?!
Jiang Yanshen’s dark eyes flickered slightly, and a look quickly flashed across them. It was too fast for her to catch it. His large palm grabbed her wrist tightly, and his black eyes closed slightly. He stopped talking.
Lin Qingqian sat up straight and tried to pry open his fingers, but to no avail. Her voice could not hide her anger. “Jiang Yanshen, I’m not sick!”
He closed his eyes and said coldly, “The doctor has the final say.”
Lin Qingqian no longer wanted to talk to him. She picked up her phone and looked at her WeChat. She saw that her newly added WeChat group had already exploded.
The editor-in-chief sent her a voice message. The general meaning was that she had a noble status and the company might be restricting her development and they wanted to dismiss her.
Jiang Yanshen had openly said that she was Mrs. Jiang. At that time, many people in the dressing room and corridor heard it. For a moment, the news of Jiang Yanshen’s marriage exploded in the industry.
Many people on WeChat also sent messages to ask her questions. Some of them even had ill intentions.
Lin Qingqian did not reply to any of the messages. She turned off her phone and threw it aside.
About 20 minutes later, there was a sudden knock on the door. “Director Jiang, Doctor Shen is here.”
When Lin Qingqian looked up at the man sitting beside her, his originally closed eyes slowly opened. His clear eyes looked past her to the closed door, and his thin lips only uttered two words. “Come in.”
The door opened and a clear voice sounded at the same time. “Why did you suddenly call me over? Don’t you know that I don’t accept house calls…”
Before she could finish speaking, a cold gaze made her voice stop abruptly. Her gaze landed on the woman beside Jiang Yanshen, and a look flashed across her eyes. She introduced herself politely, “Hello, Mrs. Jiang. I’m Shen Zhiwei.”
A trace of surprise flashed across Lin Qingqian’s eyes. This woman actually knew about her relationship with Jiang Yanshen? She quietly sized her up with her clear eyes.
Shen Zhiwei was wearing a black professional suit with a white vertical striped shirt underneath. Her black hair was straight and fell onto her shoulders, and her facial features were upright and delicate. She did not look stiff like a working woman. Instead, she looked like a professional female elite from a Hong Kong movie in the 1980s and 1990s. She seemed capable and bold.
While Lin Qingqian was sizing up Shen Zhiwei, Shen Zhiwei was also sizing her up. Her gaze quickly swept towards Jiang Yanshen with a hint of inquiry.
Jiang Yanshen stood up and said in a cold voice, “I’ll leave her to you.”
Shen Zhiwei raised her eyebrows slightly. Clearly, she did not expect Mrs. Jiang to be the one who needed to see a psychiatrist.
Lin Qingqian looked up at the man’s back as he walked towards the door and suddenly said, “If Doctor Shen proves that there’s nothing wrong with my mind, will you sign the divorce papers?”
Jiang Yanshen paused, but he did not turn around. He only gave her a determined back view.
A trace of surprise flashed across Shen Zhiwei’s eyes, as if she had discovered some extraordinary secret.
Lin Qingqian looked at her. “I just want a divorce, but he thinks that I’m mentally ill. Do you think I’m sick or he’s sick?”
Shen Zhiwei naturally would not answer such an offensive question. She carried her briefcase to the sofa and asked politely, “May I sit down first?”
Lin Qingqian made an inviting gesture.
Shen Zhiwei sat down and placed her briefcase aside. She looked up at the woman sitting opposite her and smiled. “Actually, as society develops, the pace of life will become faster and faster, and the pressure on people will increase. Everyone will more or less develop some psychological problems.”
“Since Director Jiang has invited me over, Mrs. Jiang, why don’t you make the most of it? If you have any worries or unhappiness, you can talk to me. Just treat this session as a free dumpster for your troubles.”