Сhарtеr 18 Gооdnight Kiss
This lаdу is tоо gоod at aсting сute—evеn her greеdinеss is sо аdоrаble!
Nо wоndеr thе gentlemаn at home is willing to реrsonаllу ассomраnу her to buу hаndbags.
Jiаng Li had just boldly flirtеd with Yuan Нezhi and was wоrried thаt the rеsеrved, alоof Presidеnt Yuаn wоuldn’t fаll for it. But thе fасts рroved hе absоlutely did!
Тhe pink оversized bаg… oh no, the рink hаndbаg was аlrеady seсured, but thеrе was still a sоft, milky-white bаg.
Jiang Li соntinuеd to сling to Yuan Нezhi’s side, sоftеning hеr voice, “Husband, I want the white оnе too. I have vеrу few white handbаgs in mу walk-in closet. If I can’t bring it home to settle it in, I’ll secretly bury my face in your eight-pack abs and cry at night. Even if you try to comfort me with gifts then, it won’t work.”
The onlookers watching the drama: Oho! So this gentleman has an eight-pack! That really is perfect for burying one’s face and crying!
This time, Yuan Hezhi covered Jiang Li’s chattering lips, his expression quite helpless. “Stop fooling around. Whatever you want, I’ll buy it for you.”
Jiang Li didn’t pull his hand away. Instead, she smiled sweetly at him, her eyes curving into crescents.
Yuan San and Yuan Si, each carrying Hermès bags in both hands, left the boutique with the rest of the group.
As they walked, Jiang Li fell behind, stopping in front of a fried chicken shop like a little greedy kitten.
Yuan Hezhi turned back to look for her, thinking she had taken a fancy to some jewelry from a store—he’d just buy it for her.
But greasy fried chicken…
Yuan Hezhi took her hand and led her forward. “I respect their labor, but a lot of outside food isn’t very clean, especially fried food. You don’t know how often they change the oil. If you want to eat it, you can have the chef at home make it. I think once a month is already quite frequent.”
His gentle yet firm voice, his strict control, and the commanding way he held her hand—for the first time, Jiang Li felt like she had a ‘dad.’
After they left, several high-end luxury group chats exploded.
[The Hermès store is full this month again. A group of people walked past me carrying over a dozen bags, making me so envious!]
[Store Manager: Hahaha, it’s really not about how hard we worked—it’s that the lady is too good at acting cute and sweet! And the gentleman dotes on her so much. He’s clearly a steady and reserved person, but he patiently listened to his wife finish her sweet talk before paying. It’s just too indulgent!]
[So there really are people in this world living the good life on behalf of us workhorses. Wuwu, shedding tears of envy.]
They returned to the old mansion just in time for dinner, still just Yuan Hezhi and Jiang Li.
The unwilling Madam Yuan sent over a Japanese beef bowl.
Jiang Li paused her chopsticks. In her impression, Madam Yuan was very capable—why use the same trick twice?
Especially after the first attempt failed.
Yuan Hezhi’s eyes cooled slightly, his authority palpable even without anger. “Send it back.”
The servant holding the bowl trembled and left quickly.
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
If Madam has the guts, she should deliver the meal to the young master herself! Why make things difficult for them?
Jiang Li carefully observed Yuan Hezhi’s expression. He was a steady and magnanimous person who wouldn’t lose his temper over his stepmother’s petty moves, but he was certainly displeased.
Madam Yuan was really pushing it—enough was enough.
Yuan Hezhi was Jiang Li’s top boss. If the top boss was unhappy, her living conditions would become very harsh!
Jiang Li’s eyes darted around. “If elders are considerate to their juniors, then juniors naturally should be filial to their elders too.”
Yuan Hezhi narrowed his eyes slightly, the corner of his thin lips lifting a little. “What do you plan to do?”Yuan San and Yuan Si were also very curious.
Jiang Li: “How about sending Madam a cup of ‘Strawberry Apple Orange’ juice? It’s just juice made from strawberries, apples, and oranges. Of course, it also has another meaning—’the whole family is done for’—but the radiation range is too wide, so it doesn’t seem very appropriate.”
Yuan Hezhi: “Song Wenhui is from the Song family, so there’s nothing inappropriate about it. Yuan Si, go to the kitchen and prepare a cup of Strawberry Apple Orange juice for Madam.”
Yuan Si grinned, revealing a chilling set of white teeth. “Yes!”
Yuan San gave Jiang Li a thumbs-up. Impressive.
The Yuan family’s great ship relied entirely on the eldest young master to steer it. Although the eldest young master was capable, who could remain unscathed when facing swords and shadows? Yet, when he returned home, he still had to endure Madam’s subtle provocations. While they couldn’t harm him, they were undeniably unpleasant.
The young mistress had finally vented their frustration for them!
Jiang Li didn’t know what they were thinking, but even if she did, she would gladly put her “annoying” skills to use.
These skills were learned from her mother-in-law in her previous life, Wu Xiuzhen.
Although Wu Xiuzhen wasn’t well-educated, her ability to torment people was truly unmatched.
After dinner, Secretary Zhao arrived, his arm steadily holding a thick stack of folders.
Jiang Li felt a chill just looking at it.
Secretary Zhao greeted her.
Jiang Li said sympathetically, “Working so late, you’ve worked hard.”
Secretary Zhao: “I’m just running errands. President Yuan works even harder.”
Jiang Li sensed a kindred spirit—how naturally he flattered!
“Husband, don’t work too late. Health is the foundation of everything.”
“Alright.” Before leaving, Yuan Hezhi asked Jiang Li to take a look at the third floor.
What was on the third floor?
The Yuan family didn’t live together. Yuan Hezhi had lived in this five-story villa even before his marriage.
Jiang Li, wearing low-heeled mules, went up to the third floor.
The third floor had a lounge, a water bar, and four rooms.
Seeing one door open, she walked in.
The white walls were adorned with framed calligraphy and paintings, and those that couldn’t be hung were placed upright against the wall.
Yuan Hezhi had not only found a place for her but had also organized everything for her.
If she had begged Ye Yuchen for help, he would have only thought it a waste of time, delaying him from accompanying his white moonlight.
Hah.
In her previous life, Jiang Song’er stole her calligraphy and paintings to hold an exhibition and gain fame. When Jiang Li begged Ye Yuchen for help, he accused her of being jealous of Jiang Song’er.
“If you have the ability, hold your own calligraphy exhibition. If you don’t, just stay quiet and stop being annoying.”
At the time, Jiang Li’s hands were nearly ruined from copying books for the white moonlight. How could she possibly hold a calligraphy exhibition?
Snapping back to reality, Jiang Li sat cross-legged on the clean, warm wooden floor, carefully wiping the frames of the calligraphy and paintings.
She had married Yuan Hezhi, and all her works had been retrieved. Jiang Li’s fate in this life would change. She would live well, and those who had wronged her would face punishment.
Jiang Li pampered herself until she smelled sweet, rolling around on the black bed and striking poses, when Yuan Hezhi walked into the master bedroom.
The tall and handsome man was wearing a bathrobe, having already bathed outside. His mature and steady slicked-back hair from the day had become disheveled, with a few strands of black hair falling over his forehead, softening the aggressiveness in his brow.
Yuan Hezhi lifted the black blanket and sat on the bed.Those restrained and cool eyes lowered, as he leisurely removed the black gloves and patted his own thigh. His deep voice coaxed gently, “We haven’t had a goodnight kiss yet. This is the most basic intimacy between a normal married couple. We agreed last night to nurture our marital bond—just come over and give me a kiss.”
Times have changed since the reform and opening-up, society has progressed, and young couples can even be seen kissing passionately on the streets. What’s a kiss between husband and wife?
But what kind of normal married couple’s goodnight kiss requires the wife to sit on the husband’s lap, with the husband possessively wrapping his arms around her waist and hips, sealing their lips tightly for a full ten minutes!
The man’s sturdy, slender arms were like a vice. Jiang Li used all her strength but couldn’t break free. She could only resign herself to being kissed. Yuan Hezhi’s kissing skills were better than last night—at least this time, he didn’t bump her teeth again.