One year later.
Sheng Qianxue and A-Xin held their wedding on a beautiful island. A few months prior, the two had gone abroad to obtain their marriage certificate.
On the wedding day, Xue Xuan, who had been abroad for years, also returned. After all these years, she and Sheng Wenbo stood together once more, witnessing their daughter's happy day.
Watching the two beautiful girls walk toward them, smiles appeared on both their faces. During this time, they didn't exchange a single word.
Xue Xuan had let go of her feelings for Sheng Wenbo and didn't care about these things. Sheng Wenbo didn't dare look at her and didn't know what to say to her. Today was a wonderful day—neither wanted to ruin it.
"They really do look well-matched." Sheng Qianling sat below, gazing at the two with some envy, saying softly, "Actually, their love is the truly faithful kind that nothing can defeat. In Ye Xin's heart, only Qianxue is most important. She's really amazing—she won Ms. Xue's favor, made Dad not object, casually resolved the Sheng family crisis, and dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Chongjun." The reason she called Xue Xuan "Ms. Xue" rather than "Aunt Xue" was because she'd come to understand many principles.
A polite yet distant form of address was better for Xue Xuan. If she called her Aunt Xue, the other party would probably feel uncomfortable. She also understood that she probably shouldn't have returned directly to the Sheng family villa with Dad back then.
"However, Miss Jiang, you're also quite amazing—taking control of the Jiang family without making a sound."
Jiang Yanxiu laughed. "Where is it that easy? It was ninety-nine percent effort plus one percent opportunity. If there had been even the slightest mistake, I might not have won. That man isn't simple. You're right—Ye Xin is the most impressive person."
She'd heard that man was paralyzed. His health had always been good, his routine regular. Every day he'd arrange time to exercise. He valued his life greatly.
How he became paralyzed—she had no interest whatsoever.
He was still quite fortunate. Jiang Yanxi's mother was actually still caring for him. Thinking of this, Jiang Yanxiu's lips curved upward. As for Jiang Yanxi, using the funds in his hands, he'd started over. He did have decent ability, but to build something as large as the Jiang family wouldn't be possible in a short time—he'd even have to sacrifice a lot.
A few days after the wedding, Xue Xuan and Sheng Wenbo arranged to meet at a café. The two sat facing each other, silent for five minutes. Xue Xuan was the one to speak first.
"When should we go handle the divorce procedures?"
Sheng Wenbo's heart went cold. Seeing Xue Xuan's calm expression, he knew she was serious, but still couldn't help asking, "Is there no room for salvaging this?"
"What do you think?" Xue Xuan smiled ambiguously. "Do you understand how much harm your subsequent behavior caused Qianxue? If this child Ye Xin hadn't appeared, have you thought about what would have become of my Qianxue?"
Sheng Wenbo imagined such an outcome, his heart turning cold. Yes, without Ye Xin, given Qianxue's temperament, many bad things would have certainly happened in the end.
"Over these years, the only thing you did right was hire Ye Xin to accompany Qianxue."
When Xue Xuan spoke of A-Xin, her eyes were full of smiles. She really didn't know when this little rich girl had developed a crush on her Qianxue. Sincere, and she'd changed Qianxue's temperament—she couldn't help but like her. Before the wedding, that little rich girl Ye Xin had pulled out a large stack of cards to show her, even had her check the balances, expressing that her earning ability was there, so she could rest assured. When customizing the wedding dress, that little rich girl had brought a password-locked case of diamonds to show her, telling her to pick out the pretty ones to play with, and the rest could be used to decorate the wedding dress.
Tsk, so wealthy!
She was even a bit jealous of her daughter Qianxue—how could there be such an infatuated young woman? Sheng Wenbo had once liked her very much too. At most he'd given her a very large diamond ring, but he'd never brought a password-locked case for her to choose from.
"Sheng Wenbo, have you thought it through?" Xue Xuan came back to herself and asked again.
Sheng Wenbo finally sighed and nodded. "You decide."
"Then let's go right away." Xue Xuan raised her eyebrows. "Don't try to drag it out. That won't work on me now. I'm very busy. If not for coming back to attend my daughter's wedding, I wouldn't be interested in meeting with you, old man."
"Tomorrow, is that okay?"
Sheng Wenbo knew there was no room for salvaging things. That they could sit down and talk calmly showed that Xue Xuan truly had no attachment to him left. If Xue Xuan still had even the slightest feelings for him, they wouldn't be getting along so peacefully.
Only when one no longer cares can one be so calm.
Xue Xuan nodded. "Fine, tomorrow morning at nine-thirty."
The next day, the two officially divorced.
The third day, Xue Xuan flew away again.
"Xuanxuan, take care." Sheng Wenbo went to see Xue Xuan off. "I'm sorry."
"Enough, stop being so wordy. I don't care about these things. No matter how much you say, it's useless. Understand?" Xue Xuan took her suitcase. "For the rest of your life, you take care too, Sheng Wenbo. Bye-bye."
Xue Xuan waved her hand, leaving with particular panache. Her eyes held not a trace of emotion. Looking at him was just like looking at an acquaintance. In Sheng Wenbo's heart, she still held a place. He understood her—not agreeing to the divorce would only make the result worse than now. Divorced, when they met in the future they might still be able to exchange a few words.
Three o'clock in the afternoon, at Sheng Qianling's dessert shop.
She held beautifully packaged desserts and afternoon tea in her hands and told the shop staff, "I'm taking desserts to Miss Jiang. You all watch the shop. If any customers specifically request desserts made by me, be sure to explain clearly to them, so as not to waste their time."
"Got it, boss." The young shop assistant said obediently, glancing at the exquisitely packaged small desserts in Sheng Qianling's hands. "Boss, actually to deliver afternoon tea to Miss Jiang, we could go. Why do you go every day yourself? You're the boss—wouldn't it be nice to just sit on the side and play with your phone?"
"I'd still better deliver it myself." Sheng Qianling answered. "You're all busy too. I'm idle anyway, and after sitting for most of the day, I want to move around a bit."
The young shop assistant was confused. Sitting for most of the day? Really? She'd noticed the boss had spent the whole morning researching desserts, making several different kinds, selecting the most exquisite and beautiful one to send to Miss Jiang!
She wanted to say something more, but was pulled aside by someone next to her. Sheng Qianling had already left. She felt somewhat regretful. "Why did you pull me? I still wanted to tell the boss that she really didn't sit for most of the day today. Is her memory not very good?"
"You're so silly and still won't believe it." A tall, thin woman said in a low voice. "From now on, don't meddle in the boss's affairs. You still want us to deliver desserts to Miss Jiang? Do you want to be thrown out by Miss Jiang?"
"Why would Miss Jiang throw us out if we delivered desserts? Miss Jiang has been to the shop before—she seems like a polite person. She shouldn't do such rude things."
The tall, thin woman helplessly patted her forehead and had to pull the young woman inside to supplement her professional knowledge. Delivering desserts to Miss Jiang—how could it be their turn? Even if they were willing, Miss Jiang wouldn't be happy, and if Miss Jiang were willing, the boss definitely wouldn't be willing.
"Miss Qianling, you're here!" As soon as Sheng Qianling walked into Jiang family tower, she ran into Jiang Yanxiu's assistant head-on. The assistant, whose face had shown some distress, brightened upon seeing her and quickly walked over, face full of smiles. "Miss Qianling, please go up quickly. It's hot out—are you tired? Do you want something to drink? Can you have something cold?"
"No need, I'm not hot." Sheng Qianling was practically dragged upstairs. "No need to be so urgent."
The assistant felt somewhat bitter inside. Urgent, yes, especially urgent! President Jiang was in a bad mood today. She'd been hoping for most of the day and finally this savior had arrived.
"Miss Qianling, please go in. I won't go in."
Sheng Qianling was pushed inside. Before she could say anything, the door was closed. At the same time, Jiang Yanxiu's voice came through. "If they don't come up with a perfect plan, you don't need to bring it in. Immediately, get... out..." Before the word "out" fell, Jiang Yanxiu glanced toward the door and caught sight of Sheng Qianling standing straight, holding desserts in her hands. Her serious face was put away, replaced by a smile spreading across it. "Qianling, you're so early today?"
"What did you make today?" Jiang Yanxiu stood up and quickly walked to Sheng Qianling, naturally taking the package box from her hands and lightly sniffing it. "Even without opening it, I can already smell the sweetness and the scent of mango. It should be very delicious."
Sheng Qianling watched as Jiang Yanxiu was already enjoying the delicacy and moved two steps closer, somewhat stammering, "Am... am I disturbing you? I finished early today and was afraid it wouldn't taste good if left too long, so I brought it right over."
"No, how could you be disturbing me?" Jiang Yanxiu looked astonished. "Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm very free."
Is... is that so? Why did she feel somewhat doubtful?
When she came up, everyone in the entire building was walking hurriedly, looking especially busy. Each person's face was very serious, and she'd seen some people in the cubicles looking distressed with helpless expressions. She'd heard some complaints about how Jiang Yanxiu worked too intensely, not knowing where she got her energy—arriving at the company at six-thirty in the morning and working until ten at night. In between, except for time to eat, drink water, and use the restroom, she was constantly busy, spinning like a top.
So did Miss Jiang really think this kind of life was very leisurely?
"Sit down—why are you just standing there?"
Sheng Qianling found a seat and sat down, glancing at the stack of documents on the desk, then carefully observing Jiang Yanxiu's face. Even with very good cosmetics, it was hard to conceal the dark circles under her eyes.
"Miss Jiang, you must take care of your body. Go to bed early and wake up early. Regular routine, normal diet—that's how you'll have more energy to handle these matters."
Jiang Yanxiu paused and looked up to glance at Sheng Qianling. "My routine has always been especially regular. I eat every meal on time."
She lowered her head and continued dealing with the desserts. Starting tomorrow, her routine would be regular.
"Actually, for girls, sleeping at ten o'clock is best—it's not as easy for the skin to age."
Jiang Yanxiu looked up with a smile. "I sleep at ten o'clock every day." Starting tonight, from now on she'd always sleep at ten o'clock.
Sheng Qianling pressed her lips. Really? Didn't they say she worked overtime until ten every day?
"I..."
"What?"
Sheng Qianling gathered her courage. "When I came up just now, I heard them say you work overtime until ten every day."
Jiang Yanxiu's smile stiffened slightly. "That should be a rumor. Those people are too idle and like to gossip about their superiors. Perhaps..." Her brain spun rapidly. "Perhaps they're trying to let me inadvertently hear them praising me for working overtime so hard, wanting me to give them raises."
"Is that so?"
Sheng Qianling stared at the bottom of Jiang Yanxiu's eyes. "Miss Jiang, you have dark circles under your eyes."
Jiang Yanxiu: "..."
"Last night was an accident. I had a nightmare and didn't sleep well. Dreamed of sleep paralysis—couldn't wake up, couldn't move. Have you ever experienced that?"
"No." Sheng Qianling answered honestly. "I sleep through till morning. I rarely dream."
Jiang Yanxiu: "..."
Sheng Qianling noticed there was also a half-eaten takeout box next to Jiang Yanxiu, still steaming. "Miss Jiang, are you only eating lunch now?"
Jiang Yanxiu looked at that steaming takeout box, her smile gradually disappearing. She really wanted to change assistants. Why order takeout for her for no reason? Missing one meal wouldn't kill her!
She shrugged. "I ate relatively little at noon and got hungry again. Thinking it would be a long time until your desserts arrived, I ordered some takeout to eat."
"Oh... I see."
Sheng Qianling's gaze moved away from the takeout box. A pair of clear eyes looked at Jiang Yanxiu. Jiang Yanxiu quickly lowered her head to eat.
The assistant happily saw Sheng Qianling off, then quickly entered Jiang Yanxiu's office. This time she shouldn't be catching her at a bad moment, right? Every time Miss Qianling left, President Jiang was all smiles, her temper incredibly good.
Who knew that upon entering the office, she felt it was ten degrees colder than before, almost making her turn and run out. President Jiang must have noticed her—she could only steel herself and walk in.
"President Jiang."
"You came at just the right time." Jiang Yanxiu smiled beautifully. The assistant's heart went cold. President Jiang's eyes seemed ready to shoot out two icicles to pierce her full of holes.
"The entire company will work overtime until ten tonight."
The assistant's eyes widened. President Jiang, no no no no!
Jiang Yanxiu smiled. "The project has been urgent lately. Everyone work a bit harder. Overtime pay won't be short. Xiao Su, I'll leave arranging dinner for everyone in the building to you. You've followed me for so long—I believe you can handle this. I have faith in your ability."
No—
She couldn't do it.
She didn't have the ability!
Dinner for the entire building—how could she possibly get the food delivered on time???
She quickly looked at the time. It was already after four o'clock.
She unconsciously asked, "President Jiang, are you serious?"
"Xiao Su, do you think I like to joke?" Jiang Yanxiu smiled lightly. "Oh right, I have something to do today and won't be working overtime. No need to prepare dinner for me."
No—
Don't!
Xiao Su let out a groundhog's scream inside. President Jiang, isn't this a bit cruel?
"You can go now. I need to work. I have to finish things before the end of work," Jiang Yanxiu said with a smile. "After all, I'm someone who leaves work on time."
Xiao Su's shoulders slumped. She walked out of the office looking dejected. Not long after, Jiang Yanxiu heard various wails faintly coming from outside, and her mood was extremely pleasant.
These employees were just too idle. Having them work overtime was for their own good—overtime pay was high! She was helping them earn more salary. Better than being idle and bored after work.
Ha, she really was a considerate boss.
Six o'clock in the afternoon, the normal end-of-work time.
But today at Jiang family tower, not a single person had left yet. Walk in and you could hear various keyboard sounds.
Until—
The crisp sound of high heels rang out. Jiang Yanxiu was leaving work.
She stepped in twelve-centimeter high heels, carrying her handbag, walking step by step past them, leaving only a lingering fragrance.
Listening to the gradually receding sound of high heels, all the employees stared angrily at their computers, fire burning in their eyes, tap-tap-tapping at their keyboards.
Jiang Yanxiu drove to Sheng Qianling's dessert shop. Sheng Qianling was somewhat surprised by her arrival. "Miss Jiang left work so early today?"
"I leave work this early every day." Jiang Yanxiu helped herself to a seat. "I suddenly really wanted another dessert, so I came to your shop."
"What would you like?"
Jiang Yanxiu placed her handbag on the table. "The Rose Heart series again."
"Alright, please wait a moment."
Jiang Yanxiu propped up her chin, watching Sheng Qianling go inside to work, her lips curving upward. Just then, a shop assistant brought her a drink.
She asked, "How long does the Rose Heart series take to make?"
"Rose Heart series?" The young shop assistant was somewhat confused. Thinking she'd remembered wrong, she quickly checked the dessert menu. Indeed, there was no Rose Heart series on it.
Jiang Yanxiu reached out. "Could I take a look?"
She glanced at the menu—indeed no Rose Heart series. So the pink rose, red rose, blue rose, white rose hearts she'd been eating... were they not for sale or specially prepared for her?
She suddenly remembered something. One day Sheng Qianling had asked her what flowers she liked. She'd casually answered: roses.
Her eyes narrowed. It was after that time that her desserts became the Rose Heart series. Not just those four types—as long as Sheng Qianling could make the color with ingredients, she'd eaten them all. Her favorites were red rose, white rose, and golden rose.
Red suited her personality—passionate and bold. Gold looked valuable. Gold made her think of gold. As for white rose, her mind conjured Sheng Qianling's fair, pretty face—like that little white rabbit.
Sheng Qianling placed the finished dessert before Jiang Yanxiu. "Miss Jiang, please enjoy."
"It really is beautiful." Jiang Yanxiu looked at that beautiful red rose flower. "Actually, I suddenly have an idea that might add some inspiration to your dessert making."
Sheng Qianling inquired with full interest, "What idea? Please enlighten me, Miss Jiang."
"It's like this..." Jiang Yanxiu used her spoon to divide the dessert in half, quickly eating one half, pointing at the empty space, looking directly into Sheng Qianling's eyes. "I think adding half a white rose heart here would make this dessert even more delicious."
After speaking, she licked the corner of her lips. Seeing Sheng Qianling thinking seriously, she leaned over and said, "I just looked at your shop's menu. There's no Rose Heart series on it, so this is made especially for me?"
"Ah?" Sheng Qianling suddenly came back to herself. Meeting Jiang Yanxiu's beautiful eyes, her heart panicked terribly, her face burning red. "I... I just wanted to thank Miss Jiang, so I specially made a series of desserts for you."
"Not bad. I like it very much."
Jiang Yanxiu smiled. "Do you think this red rose resembles me?"
"Yes." Sheng Qianling breathed a sigh of relief. "Like Miss Jiang—beautiful and amazing."
Jiang Yanxiu's eyes were full of smiles. She stood up and approached Sheng Qianling. A fragrance rushed over. Sheng Qianling instinctively wanted to retreat, but Jiang Yanxiu grabbed her arm. "Qianling, I think the white rose heart is very much like you."
"I'm done eating."
Jiang Yanxiu wiped the corner of her mouth and turned to leave. On the table remained that half red rose heart. Sheng Qianling came back to herself, staring at the remaining dessert on the plate in a daze. Jiang Yanxiu never left food from her desserts unfinished—at least she'd never left any of what she made.
"Boss, it's time to get off work. Aren't you leaving?"
The young shop assistant didn't understand why her boss kept staring at a half-finished dessert in a daze. "Boss, have you thought of a new variety? Also, this Rose Heart series—why don't we sell it in our shop? It looks good, and since it's made by you, boss, the taste should be excellent too. If we sold it, customers would definitely love it."
"This one isn't for sale." Sheng Qianling said. "What do you think about putting a white rose of the same shape here?" She pointed at the eaten part and asked.
The young shop assistant imagined it and answered, "Should be pretty good. Actually, boss, if you have time, you could try it."
"Then you all leave first. I want to try."
The employees left one after another. The bodyguard following Sheng Qianling also came to inquire. "Miss Qianling, will you be late today?"
"Yes, you all help yourselves to food. I want to make a new variety."
"Alright."
The next day, Sheng Qianling went to Jiang Yanxiu's office at noon. She brought not only desserts but also lunch she'd made with her own hands. Unfortunately, Jiang Yanxiu was in a meeting and didn't know when it would end.
"Then I'll put the things on her desk. Remember to remind her to eat."
Sheng Qianxue's face was somewhat flushed. Actually, it was better that she wasn't there. After putting things down, she quickly went downstairs.
About two minutes later, Jiang Yanxiu returned to her office. Xiao Su quickly said, "President Jiang, Miss Qianling just came. She brought you lunch and desserts." Speaking of this, Xiao Su's face was full of gossip. "President Jiang, are you and Miss Qianling officially dating?"
Jiang Yanxiu glanced at her. "Continue working overtime today."
"President Jiang!!!"
Don't—
Jiang Yanxiu closed the door, sat in her chair, and first opened the desserts. Seeing what they looked like, she laughed. Red and white—indeed a perfect match. She then opened the thermal container. Inside was abundant, delicious food. She tasted a bite. The flavor was as delicious as the desserts.
She took out her phone and called Sheng Qianling. "The new variety is great."
"I'm glad you like it."
"The food is delicious too. I wonder if I could eat it every day from now on." Actually, she was somewhat nervous. Interacting with the little white rabbit—this was also her first time. Moreover, this time she was truly serious. She had a feeling that this was the last relationship of her life.
There was silence on the other end for a minute. Jiang Yanxiu waited patiently. Sheng Qianling's voice finally sounded. "If you like it, of course you can."
"Ha! Then I'll come pick you up this afternoon?"
"Mm." A very quiet answer. Jiang Yanxiu heard it clearly. "I'll leave work on time." Not only leave on time—from now on she'd eat on time and sleep on time too. With a girlfriend, of course her routine should be regular. For the future, she also had to protect her health well. She was afraid that if she died early, that little white rabbit wouldn't be able to guard their enormous fortune.
In the afternoon, Jiang Yanxiu drove to the shop to pick up Sheng Qianling. Sheng Qianling told the bodyguard driver, "I... I'm taking Miss Jiang's car today. You all can go back yourselves."
After getting in the car, Jiang Yanxiu said, "Actually, you could change how you address me."
"Yan... Yanxiu." Sheng Qianling's face was red. She didn't dare look at Jiang Yanxiu. Dating a girl—this was also her first time. She'd never thought that one day she'd fall for a woman, and a passionate, bold woman like a red rose at that.
Jiang Yanxiu held her hand and said in a low voice, "Let me change your batch of bodyguards. The driver too."
"Why?"
"I protect my own people myself." Jiang Yanxiu said matter-of-factly. "You're my girlfriend. Why should Sheng Qianxue, that woman, protect you?"
Sheng Qianling's face grew redder and redder, but she didn't refute this statement. A faint smile played at the corners of her lips. She gently raised her head to look at Jiang Yanxiu. The other was also looking at her just then. She gathered her courage and said, "I don't care about your past, but I hope from now on, you... you can only..."
"Can only what?" Jiang Yanxiu's smile couldn't be stopped. "Hm?"
"Can only be faithful to me."
Jiang Yanxiu laughed, her voice somewhat sweet. She turned her head and whispered in Sheng Qianling's ear, "Of course. I want to date you for a lifetime." Seeing Sheng Qianling's completely red face, she decided not to tease her anymore. "Let's go see Uncle Sheng this weekend. I hope the old gentleman won't chase me out with a broom."
"I'll try my best to put in a good word for you." Sheng Qianling said seriously.
In the car was Jiang Yanxiu's delighted laughter. So cute—how could this little white rabbit be so cute?
The next day, five tall, sturdy men walked into Jiang Yanxiu's office. All the employees were guessing—could it be that President Jiang had encountered some danger and was therefore hiring bodyguards?
"Protect my girlfriend well, understand?"
"Yes, President Jiang, rest assured."
Jiang Yanxiu looked at these men's builds and was quite satisfied. "No unidentified persons are allowed to approach her, whether male or female."
The several bodyguards nodded seriously.
Jiang Yanxiu thought for a moment, pulled out a photo from her drawer, and pointing at the person in the photo said, "If this guy tries to approach her, beat him up first, then throw him out. If he gives you trouble, mention my name."
"Understood."
From that day on, Sheng Qianling's bodyguards became five.
Wherever she went, she was a sight to behold. She didn't refuse Jiang Yanxiu's good intentions. She'd been kidnapped twice. Both kidnappings had caused a kind of trauma in her heart. Now she was especially afraid to walk alone. When walking alone, she always felt like someone behind her would abduct her.
Three years later.
Sheng Qianling had already married Jiang Yanxiu. When her father learned they were dating, his expression was truly indescribable. In the end, the old gentleman still didn't say anything. It was just that during that period, he looked at Jiang Yanxiu with particular displeasure, finding fault with everything—the difference from how he treated Ye Xin was truly vast.
Jiang Yanxiu complained more than once, "It's all the same. Dad is really biased. Is it just because I'm not the one he brought back?"
Sheng Qianling just smiled. "Dad's worried about me."
"That's still being worried about me—afraid you'll be deceived by me."
"If you really want to deceive me, then please deceive me for a lifetime, Yanxiu."
Jiang Yanxiu quickly embraced her. "How could I deceive you? When I, Jiang Yanxiu, like someone, I like them. I never fake it, never deceive."
Sheng Qianling smiled with peace of mind, also embracing this woman who gave her such a sense of security. She really hadn't expected that her destined hero would be female.
This day, when Sheng Qianling got off work, she saw from afar a man walking toward her.
This man was in a suit and tie, his face still handsome, but his eyes held some gloom. Her eyes showed some panic, and she instinctively wanted to run.
At this moment, five men ran out from around her, directly pressing that man to the ground. Without a word, they began beating him. Sheng Qianling was stunned for a moment. Seeing her confusion, a bodyguard explained, "Madam, President Jiang said that upon seeing this man, we must beat him up first, then throw him out."
Sheng Qianling breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the man being beaten and groaning, she said, "Then remember to throw him in a trash can. Don't frighten other people."
"Understood, Madam. Please get in the car first."
One bodyguard came over, escorting Sheng Qianling into the car. She only glanced at Jiang Yanxi once and never looked again.
"Hello, Yanxiu. Jiang Yanxi appeared. Yes, the bodyguards are beating him up now."
"Don't be afraid. He won't come again in the future."
Sheng Qianling didn't understand. She waited on the side for about twenty minutes when a super luxurious sports car stopped next to her. A woman who looked somewhat familiar got out.
She suddenly remembered—this woman's surname should be He.
She unconsciously glanced at Jiang Yanxi. He had also seen that woman.
Miss He walked to Jiang Yanxi and slapped him. "How did you run here?" She looked at Sheng Qianling. "Look at you, you've frightened Mrs. Jiang."
"Mrs. Jiang, I'm so sorry. This kind of thing won't happen again." Miss He smiled and spoke to Jiang Yanxiu, pulling Jiang Yanxi back. Faintly she heard Miss He's words, "Besides this face, what else do you have to offer? Jiang Yanxi, you still owe me a lot of money. We agreed you'd repay with your body, yet you still want to put a green hat on me?"
"That was a trap you set for me." Jiang Yanxi said gloomily.
Miss He sneered coldly. "But you still fell for it? You're just too stupid, okay? Did you really think pie falls from the sky?"
"Accept your fate, Jiang Yanxi. While this face of yours is still presentable, obediently stay by my side. Be more obedient, and I can still let you live without worry for the rest of your life."
"Stop bothering Mrs. Jiang. She's someone you can't afford to provoke now."
Fear flashed through Miss He's eyes. Since Sheng Qianxue and Jiang Yanxiu respectively took over the Sheng and Jiang families, the two families seemed to be joining forces. Their He family couldn't easily offend them either.
"Put away your unwilling eyes. Be a good loser. If you provoke me again, I'll send you to mine coal. You'll never get out for the rest of your life."
This time, Jiang Yanxi was truly somewhat afraid, fear flashing in his eyes.
Mining coal—he never wanted to experience that kind of life again. Constant exhaustion, endless darkness, not knowing day from night.
"Did you hear?" Miss He shouted.
Jiang Yanxi obediently answered, "I heard."
"Do you still dare to look for Mrs. Jiang in the future?"
"I don't dare anymore."
Mining coal!
He never wanted to mine coal again.