Wan Chu’er didn’t turn her head, nor did she pay any attention to Jiang Kechu behind her; she kept walking forward until she reached the lakeside at the back hill of the hotel and stopped.
"Chuchu, I’m sorry." As soon as they stopped, Jiang Kechu immediately said.
Wan Chu’er turned around to look at Jiang Kechu, and seeing that his expression was indeed sincere, she scoffed. Remembering that he had said the same thing last night, she thought, he had still made the same mistake today.
Seeing a glimmer of hope, Jiang Kechu’s eyes lit up as he stepped forward and said, "I made you unhappy." Unhappy enough to go find Yan Hui, and moreover, to protect Yan Hui in such a way.
Just upon seeing him, she immediately had Yan Hui leave first, and without a word turned around and walked away; wasn’t that because she was afraid he might do something to Yan Hui?
Thinking of this, Jiang Kechu felt a touch of sourness.
Wan Chu’er took a step backward, creating distance again, which made Jiang Kechu a little sad. The light in his eyes that had just brightened dimmed down again, and his heart tensed up once more.
"What did you do to make me unhappy?" Wan Chu’er asked, looking at him impassively.
What had he done? Jiang Kechu had been pondering all the way, and after much thought, he figured it was probably because he had agreed to talk to Wei Feng alone.
"Wei Feng felt somewhat embarrassed to talk about her issue in front of you, so she wanted to speak to me alone. Actually, there’s really nothing between us. I promised you that after this matter, I definitely won’t see Wei Feng again unless you’re present," Jiang Kechu tried to explain earnestly.
His self-righteous and seemingly logical explanation only caused Wan Chu’er to sneer repeatedly.
"She’s too embarrassed to mention it in front of me but not in front of you? How close must you two be?"
"Is it not just about her realizing she’s hooked a promising prospect but found out he’s a troublesome phoenix, and now she wants to cut losses and get a divorce? Just this mess of a matter, what’s there to be embarrassed about?"
"Jiang Kechu, she’s simply using this to get in touch with you!"
"She has ulterior motives. I don’t buy it—the Wei Family has been in Beijing for so many years, and they didn’t have the means to resolve such a thing? If they truly can’t deal with even this little matter, I think the Wei Family might as well just pack up and scram out of Beijing!"
Wan Chu’er grew more and more agitated and angry as she spoke.
"Do you not realize that you’re married now, and the father of two children, and that you’re also a military man? You need to be mindful of how you speak and act."
"Even if you have no thoughts of your own, your indulgence towards her is the greatest encouragement to her. She will cling to this crack, slowly widening it, bit by bit, until she forces herself in." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel~fire~net
Seeing how agitated Wan Chu’er was, Jiang Kechu quickly tried to placate her: "Don’t be anxious, don’t get angry, anger is bad for the body, and people who get angry age quickly. I’ll listen to you, okay?"
Wan Chu’er was rendered amused by his words, "You think I’m old?"
Women are always particularly sensitive and super conscious about their appearance, and Wan Chu’er was no exception.
"How could I? In my eyes, you’ll always be the beautiful eighteen-year-old. I just don’t want you to be angry," Jiang Kechu quickly soothed her.
Wan Chu’er glared at him, "Talk about the serious matters!"
"I am talking about serious matters," Jiang Kechu insisted, putting on an aggrieved expression, "I will listen to you. I’ve already made it clear to her. I’ll go and talk to that person in a moment, and I’ll try not to meet with her again in the future. You know my capabilities; I can definitely resolve this issue quickly. That person is here today; I’ll go find him later. After I deal with him, there will be no reason to meet Wei Feng anymore."
Chuchu only caught the words ’fight for’ from that entire conversation, glaring fiercely at Jiang Kechu before suddenly lifting her foot and kicking at him, still feeling dissatisfied, but she decided to wait and see if Jiang Kechu could really do what he promised.
Jiang Kechu remained still, letting Chuchu’s kick land on his leg. Once Chuchu withdrew her foot, he shamelessly leaned in closer again.
"Wife, don’t be angry, just watch me take action."
Chuchu said through gritted teeth, "Fine, I’ll give you one more chance. If... if you fail, I will take the twins and leave this place, and you will never be able to find us."
Jiang Kechu was alarmed and quickly grabbed Chuchu’s hand, promising with the utmost sincerity, "There will be no ’if’. I will listen to everything you say."
"Hmph!" Chuchu turned and walked away.
"Chuchu, where are you going?" Jiang Kechu called out in a panicked voice.
Hearing Jiang Kechu’s concern and panic, Chuchu sighed and said, "Isn’t it time to deal with Wei Feng’s mess? Now to find that person. No matter if it’s through threats or bribes or whatever methods, I must settle this matter tonight according to Wei Feng’s wishes."
"Ah, alright, rest assured," Jiang Kechu finally smiled.
The two returned to the banquet hall, where the engagement ceremony was drawing to a close, with Kong Zifeng giving the final speech.
They found seats, and when the banquet began, Jiang Kechu walked toward a crew-cut man in a suit, who exuded shrewdness—truly, Wei Feng’s new man.
Chuchu reached for the dry white wine on the table, taking a subtle sip, and watched Jiang Kechu and the man.
She saw Jiang Kechu approach the man. At first, the man appeared confused, but after Jiang Kechu spoke a few sentences, he immediately showed respect, fawning but not servile, and the two quickly left one after another.
Hmm, indeed, it’s better to resolve such matters where there are fewer people around.
Following that, Chuchu narrowed her eyes, set down her wine glass, and stood up, heading for the door.
"Chuchu, you’re blocking my way," Wei Feng frowned at Chuchu. Since Chuchu had made it clear that she disliked Wei Feng, Wei Feng no longer felt the need to pretend, no longer desired to appease—she had her pride too.
Such indifference was truly annoying. Wei Feng tried to pass again, but Chuchu deliberately moved to block her path once more.
"What do you want, Chuchu?" Wei Feng asked calmly.
Looking down on her, Chuchu said, "Jiang Kechu is taking care of your trouble right now, following him is pointless."
"That’s my business."
Chuchu curled the corner of her mouth slightly, "Jiang Kechu is my husband, and I don’t like you always hovering around him."
Wei Feng suppressed her discontent, "You two may be legally married, but he is not your personal property. You have no right to restrict his freedom, nor the right to control me."
Chuchu laughed coldly, speaking languidly, "You should have looked into me. If you don’t want things you’d rather keep hidden from showing up on everyone’s phones tomorrow like what happened to Lin Jiayi, you’d better not try to seduce Jiang Kechu."
Though spoken softly, Wei Feng could feel a chill run down her spine.
Years ago, images of Lin Jiayi messing around in a bar were spread everywhere, and eventually, he was ostracized by Beijing’s elite and had no choice but to hand over the reins to a foreigner.
Lin Jiayi said he was set up—could it really have been Chuchu’s doing?