In her line of sight, two people stood facing each other at the stairway entrance, seemingly in a confrontation.
One was her unfilial son, the other her beautiful daughter-in-law.
But why was her petite, lovely daughter-in-law covered in injuries?
Bloody wounds, torn flesh, gruesome…
“Ximeng, these injuries?” Wen Tonghua’s voice trembled.
Did her son have some strange, peculiar preferences?
Or perhaps even violent tendencies?
Wen Tonghua dared not think further.
“Jiang Yufeng, did you cause these injuries on Ximeng?” Wen Tonghua asked with a trembling voice.
Jiang Yufeng did not explain, his expression as cold and stern as ever.
“Alright, Jiang Yufeng, I’ll settle this with you later. Ximeng, I’ll take you to the hospital.” Wen Tonghua walked toward Ye Ximeng with slightly unsteady steps.
Ye Ximeng’s smile had already frozen on her face.
“Mom, listen to my excuse—no, listen to my explanation,” Ye Ximeng said.
“What explanation? You still want to cover up for this scoundrel? First, go to the hospital. Mom will definitely seek justice for you!”
The situation remained tense.
Seeing that Wen Tonghua truly intended to send her to the hospital,
even pulling out her phone to dial 120,
Ye Ximeng quickly stopped her.
“Mom, listen to me first. These aren’t real injuries; they’re painted on.”
Ye Ximeng sheepishly pulled Wen Tonghua to sit on the sofa, then sat herself beside Mother Jiang.
Jiang Yufeng sat expressionlessly on a nearby single sofa.
Wen Tonghua cautiously touched the gruesome wound on Ye Ximeng’s knee.
There was no sticky sensation of blood. She wiped it, and the once vivid wound instantly blurred.
It was indeed painted on.
Only then did Mother Jiang’s constricted heart finally relax.
“Ximeng, why did you paint such makeup? My heart nearly jumped out from fright.”
Ye Ximeng glanced at Jiang Yufeng, her eyes shifting, then shyly said: “Mom, this is special makeup. Yufeng likes it, so I painted it.”
“Ah?” Wen Tonghua was stunned, not grasping what was happening.
Jiang Yufeng’s cool gaze fell upon Ye Ximeng.
Ignoring this gaze, Ye Ximeng leaned close to Wen Tonghua’s ear, whispering softly: “Mom, have you heard of uniform allure? The makeup on me is pretty much the same idea.”
Wen Tonghua suddenly widened her eyes, her incredulous gaze first sweeping over Ye Ximeng, then landing on Jiang Yufeng.
Directly staring, until Jiang Yufeng frowned, Mother Jiang suddenly burst into laughter.
“Oh, haha, so that’s what it is. Good, very good.” Mother Jiang held Ye Ximeng’s hand, her eyes shining.
Being able to handle her son is fine—not afraid of their wild games, just afraid the son might renounce the world.
Jiang Yufeng’s cool gaze swept over the two women.
Unfortunately, neither woman paid him any attention.
Mother Jiang even directly pulled Ye Ximeng aside to whisper, and ordered Jiang Yufeng to clean up the food box that had fallen on the floor earlier.
Seeing Jiang Yufeng carrying the food box to the kitchen to busy himself, Mother Jiang’s gentle gaze rested on Ye Ximeng.
“Ximeng, seeing you two interacting so harmoniously, I feel reassured.”
Mother Jiang sighed softly, then began telling Ye Ximeng about something that had happened not long ago.
“Ximeng, I won’t hide certain things from you.
Yufeng and I have a three-year agreement.”
Wen Tonghua briefly explained the terms of that three-year pact.
Ye Ximeng listened quietly, her expression shifting between surprise and astonishment as Wen Tonghua revealed the details.
Yet, inwardly, she felt little turbulence.
When she signed that three-year marital agreement with Jiang Yufeng, she had already vaguely guessed some of it.
Wen Tonghua’s explanation simply confirmed her suspicions.
In her previous life, she vaguely remembered that Jiang Yufeng had also renounced worldly life—though she didn’t know exactly when.
She only learned of it later through casual conversations among others.
In this life, she had never intended to alter that outcome.
Until Mother Jiang, Wen Tonghua, grasped her hand and spoke these words:
“Ximeng, not informing you beforehand about this matter is our Jiang family’s fault.
If after three years, Yufeng still insists on renouncing worldly life, the Yunxi Yazhu Resort Mountain Villa will serve as compensation for your youth.
But if you can bind Yufeng through marriage, children, or anything else, preventing him from considering renunciation, besides the resort villa, I will gift you a resort island and 1.5% of Jiang Corporation’s shares.”