The woman named Xia Ling turned pale instantly. There seemed to be unease on her face. She hastily apologized: "
Ciyou, I'm sorry, it was just an accident." Then, her eyes turned red, and the way she held back tears in her eyes seemed as if she had been severely bullied. It was quite amusing. Jiang Ciyou's expression didn't change much. Still, he was beaming with smiles: "Congratulations to both of you." To onlookers, this scene might seem like a sincere celebration among friends. Only Jiang Ciyou knew how ironic it was. But three years have passed, and her temperament is no longer the same as before. "
Ciyou, can I... have this child?" Xia Ling's voice was cautious, as if she was humbly begging. Sure enough, this move was very effective on Yan Feng. "Xia Ling, you don't need to explain to her. This child is ours. Do we need to ask for her opinion whether to have it or not?" After saying this, Yan Feng glared at Jiang Ciyou fiercely. As if she had done something to bully Xia Ling. She had just said congratulations. Hehe. "
Go ahead and have it. We're all family, what's the fuss about? In ancient times, it was a good thing for a concubine to expand the family line. When the child is born in the future, they will have to call me mom too." "What nonsense are you talking about, Jiang Ciyou?" Yan Feng's anger was evident. Jiang Ciyou laughed even more: "Oops, just kidding, why so serious. "Grandpa asked me to take you back to the old house. Are you coming with me or with her?" Yan Feng was silent for a few seconds. Then he put the suitcase into Jiang Ciyou's trunk. "
Take us to the Kyoto Grand Hotel first." Jiang Ciyou was also very cooperative and took the two to the entrance of the Kyoto Grand Hotel. It took half an hour for Yan Feng to get Xia Ling settled. Then he got back into Jiang Ciyou's car. He still sat in the back seat, seemingly wanting to keep a distance from her. The car merged into the city's traffic again. "Why do you like her so much but let her stay in a hotel? Now she's pregnant, and the mother's status is elevated by the child. You should give her a few villas at least." Yan Feng's voice was cold, with a suppressed anger: "Jiang Ciyou, are you doing this on purpose?" Jiang Ciyou laughed heartily: "
Sorry, sorry, I forgot that you don't own any property." Because Jiang Ciyou was considered the daughter-in-law of the Yan family. So from the time Jiang Ciyou started kindergarten, the properties that the Yan family bought for Yan Feng were all in Jiang Ciyou's name. Jiang Ciyou had no less than a hundred properties and more than a dozen villas under her name, and the shops and storefronts were countless. On the contrary,
Yan Feng had nothing. But Yan Feng, as the only son of the Yan family, had the Yan family's shares in his name. From the beginning, Yan Feng had been observing Jiang Ciyou. The smile on her face never subsided. They grew up together, and no one knew her better than him. Despite her seemingly cheerful appearance now, she held grudges the most. She must be extremely angry to see Xia Ling's pregnant belly today, so she repeatedly made sarcastic remarks in a joking tone. Or she might be manipulating him with the Yan family's wealth.
Yan Feng's gaze towards Jiang Ciyou had a hint of disgust. "Jiang Ciyou, don't bully Xia Ling, and don't even think about me coming back to you. I won't fight with you for what the Yan family has given you. It's my compensation to you, but if you want more, don't blame me for not warning you, I will take back the title of Mrs. Yan."
Jiang Ciyou straightened her face, with a serious look on it. "Yan Feng, let's get a divorce."
No, to be precise, it should be breaking up. Yan Feng's face suddenly turned as cold as the bottom of a well. "Jiang Ciyou, are you threatening me?"
He never thought that Jiang Ciyou really wanted a divorce; he knew her situation well. She couldn't go back to the Jiang family.
Moreover, she loved him so much that she even attempted suicide by slitting her wrists. During the three years of no contact, she never mentioned divorce. Now that he's back, she's talking about divorce. There's only one possibility: Xia Ling's pregnancy has caused her a huge shock. She wants to use this to force him to break up with Xia Ling. "I'm not threatening, I just realized that when I married you, I really thought you would change your mind. After you left, I did hold on to the title of Mrs. Yan to compete with Xia Ling." "But now I suddenly find it meaningless. Xia Ling is pregnant, and the child is innocent. I don't want to occupy this position and delay your family reunion." In the past, she was young and impulsive, harboring a grudge in her heart because of the simultaneous betrayal of her boyfriend and best friend. Marrying Yan Feng, apart from the incident with the Jiang family, another important reason was that she didn't want to let them live peacefully. But three years have passed, and her mentality has long changed. Moreover, during these three years, she hasn't wronged herself. She doesn't want to waste her whole life in this nominal marriage shell. Yan Feng's cold gaze stared at Jiang Ciyou from the rearview mirror. It was indeed because Xia Ling was pregnant. "
Jiang Ciyou, don't you feel guilty saying that? If it was really that easy to let go, why did you slit your wrists and threaten to die back then?" Mentioning this, Jiang Ciyou's eyes dimmed a bit. The reason she slit her wrists back then was not entirely because of Yan Feng. After a brief solemn moment, Jiang Ciyou brushed her hair aside. Her fingers casually inserted into the soft hair, slightly raising her head, exuding a thousand kinds of charm. She returned to her previous languid expression: "If you don't agree, then forget it."
Yan Feng snorted coldly, turning his gaze away from Jiang Ciyou's stunning face. Her initiative to propose divorce made him inexplicably angry. Just a moment ago, his heart felt as if it was being squeezed. He thought she really wanted a divorce. He really overestimated her. Knowing that she was just using this method to test and force him, the disgust in his heart increased a bit.
"Jiang Ciyou, you are really despicable." This sentence, Jiang Ciyou heard for the second time from Yan Feng's mouth. The first time was when they came back from that summer camp, and Yan Feng directly confessed to her that he was with Xia Ling. She was stunned for five seconds, then pounced on Xia Ling and slapped her several times.
Yan Feng pulled her off Xia Ling, so angry that he directly broke up with her. Furious, Jiang Ciyou shouted: Break up, never, even if I go to hell, I will take you two with me. At that time, Yan Feng called her despicable. That heart-wrenching pain, in the countless days and nights that followed, was like a knife inserted into the heart. A bloody hole after another, a gruesome sight. But thinking about it more, it became numb, and the old wounds formed a thick layer of scab, as if it were armor. So now, hearing him curse again, there was no ripple at all.
They soon arrived at the Yan family's old house. As soon as they got out of the car, they saw Yan Feng's mother, Lan Pei, standing at the door. There was no joy of seeing her son after three years, but her face was very gloomy. Seeing Yan Feng, she questioned him. "
I heard you brought that little demon back too?" Yan Feng's cold face turned to Jiang Ciyou. Jiang Ciyou innocently spread her hands: "I didn't say anything, you saw it, I haven't had time to make a phone call yet."