Chapter 225: I’m Not a Child. It Doesn’t Hurt.

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The black Maybach sped steadily on the empty asphalt road.

The car was quiet and dark. Lin Qingqian lowered the window by a third. The cold wind outside blew in and kissed her hair.

Jiang Yanshen turned his head and his gaze landed on her small face. “What’s wrong?”

He could clearly sense that she was troubled.

Lin Qingqian came back to her senses and blinked. “Will all the wealthy families in Lan City attend Grandma’s birthday banquet?”

Jiang Yanshen nodded. “Grandma still has some prestige in Lan City. Most of them will be present.”

Lin Qingqian hesitated for a while more. “Then if I cause a small episode at

Grandma’s birthday banquet, will Grandma blame me?”

Jiang Yanshen’s dark eyes stared at her fair and clean face. He was vigilant and said in a low voice, “As long as you don’t dump me again, with Grandma’s love for you, she won’t be angry no matter what you do.”

Lin Qingqian laughed speechlessly. How much psychological trauma had it caused him when she publicly broke off the engagement at the wedding previously?

Jiang Yanshen lowered his head and kissed her cheek. He said in a low and hoarse voice, “Do whatever you want. I’ll support you even if the sky falls.”

Lin Qingqian glanced at his exquisite facial features from the corner of her eye. She felt that he had seen through something, but on second thought, she felt that it was impossible.

After all, even she didn’t Imow what to do yet.

At three in the morning, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the window. The window wasn’t closed, and the clothes hanger hanging on the balcony bumped back and forth, causing loud tapping sounds that woke Lin Qingqian up.

She got up and walked to the balcony. After closing the window, she thought of the window in the room…

She tiptoed into the bedroom. The curtains were drawn tightly, and there was no light. Moreover, there was no movement.

It should be because the window was closed. Lin Qingqian turned around and wanted to leave. When she closed the door, she vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

She reached out and touched the switch by the wall. The light chased away all the darkness and let her see the furnishings in the room clearly. Other than a neatly folded blanket on the bed, there was no sign of Jiang

Yanshen.

Lin Qingqian’s heart skipped a beat for some reason. He was clearly still there before she went to bed, but she actually didn’t know when he went out.

Where could he go so late at night?

Thinking of something, she turned around and returned to the living room. She picked up the phone on the coffee table and dialed his number.

The call was connected, but no one picked up.

She ended the call and dialed Lu Yuan’s number. After a moment, the call was picked up.

Lu Yuan’s respectful voice came from the other end of the radio. “Miss Lin…”

“Is Jiang Yanshen with you?” Lin Qingqian couldn’t hide the worry in her voice.

Lu Yuan was silent for a moment before replying tactfully, “Miss Lin, Director Jiang will be back soon.”

In other words, there were some things that he couldn’t say.

Lin Qingqian didn’t want to make things difficult for him. She ended the call, but was no longer sleepy.

It was raining outside, and it was getting heavier. The wind whistled like demons, adding a hint of gloom to the quiet night, making one panic.

Lin Qingqian comforted herself in her heart. At least with Lu Yuan by his side, nothing should happen.

Jiang Yanshen walked out of the room neatly. Although there was some sweat on his forehead, his expression was still calm.

His rolled-up sleeve was pulled down, covering the needle marks on his wrist.

Seeing him come out, Lu Yuan hurriedly handed over his phone. “Director Jiang, Madam called you just now. I didn’t pick up. She called my phone. I didn’t tell her that you were here with Doctor Shen.”

The implication was: Be mentally prepared when you go back.

Jiang Yanshen took the cell phone and saw the caller ID. His fingertips gently caressed the name and he said in a low voice, “Let’s go.”

His long legs wrapped in his suit pants strode forward extremely quickly.

The heavy rain affected his vision, so Lu Yuan didn’t dare to drive too quickly. When they returned to the apartment, it was already five in the morning.

Jiang Yanshen pushed open the door and saw a slender woman curled up under the floor lamp, leaning against the sofa and sleeping.

Her long hair was as black as ink, accentuating her fair skin.

The anxiety of rushing back slowly calmed down at this moment, and the coldness in his body was chased away by the warmth seeping out of his chest.

He walked lightly to the sofa and held her calf. In the next second, she was carried off the sofa.

Lin Qingqian frowned first, then she opened her eyes and saw his exquisite face. Her lazy voice sounded. “You’re back.”

“Yes.” Jiang Yanshen carried her to the room.

“Where did you go?” Her red lips curled up slightly, and her sleepy voice was slightly emotional. “It was raining in the middle of the night. I got up to close the window, but I was shocked not to see you.”

Jiang Yanshen placed her on the bed and lowered his head to kiss her lips. His voice was low and hoarse. “I’m sorry. I saw that you were sleeping soundly and didn’t wake you up when I went out.”

Lin Qingqian blinked and stared at him silently.

Jiang Yanshen knew that she wanted to know, so he didn’t hide it. He stood up and changed his clothes as he said, “I went to Shen Zhiwei’s place.”

When Lin Qingqian saw him take off his clothes, she immediately turned around. When she heard his words, she couldn’t help but turn her head again. From the corner of her eye, she saw his arm…

The needle marks were no longer so obvious, but if one looked carefully, they could still see them.

She lowered her eyes and said hesitantly, “Is it because of… your Second Uncle?”

Recently, his emotions had been stable and he didn’t have any bipolar episodes. Jiang Xiao Jiu had never suddenly appeared either.

Jiang Yanshen changed into a silver-gray silk pajamas and turned to sit down.

He reached out to touch her head. “Sleep with me for a while.”

The air conditioner in the living room was low, and her skin was cold. At this moment, she was hugged by him and felt warm. She lay down with him without hesitation.

Lin Qingqian leaned in his arms, her slender fingers landing on his muscular arm. “Can I take a look?”

“Qianqian…”

He was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth. “I want to see it.” Her tone was unruly.

Jiang Yanshen didn’t want to make her unhappy, so he didn’t stop her from rolling up his sleeves.

Because he sat in the office all year round, Jiang Yanshen’s skin was also very fair. There was no hair on his arms. Probably because he worked out, his arms were muscular and well-defined.

So much so that the red dot was very conspicuous in Lin Qingqian’s eyes.

After so many years, how many needle marks had been pricked on his arm?

Thinking of this, Lin Qingqian couldn’t help but feel a lump in her throat. She rolled down his sleeve and hugged him tightly with her slender arms without saying a word.

Jiang Yanshen patted her back like he was coaxing a child and said in a low and hoarse voice, “I’m not a child. It doesn’t hurt.”

It would have been fine if he didn’t say it, but once he did, Lin Qingqian felt even more pain.

Her heart ached.

“Jiang Yanshen, I might really be hopeless.” Her face was buried in his arms, and her voice was muffled with a hint of tears.

Jiang Yanshen’s body clearly stiffened. He lowered his head and his thin lips landed on her forehead. “I’ll definitely tell you when I go out in the future. I won’t let you wake up and not see me. I won’t let you not know where I am.” His low and sexy voice was clearly coaxing her.

In the past, he would never have done such a thing. But now, he couldn’t bear to see her suffer. He couldn’t bear to see her angry or sad.

Even if she only frowned, he would immediately want to lower his head and coax her.

Lin Qingqian hummed softly. “I’ll go with you in the future.”

Jiang Yanshen’s thin lips curled up. “Okay.”

The bedside lamp emitted an orange light that landed on Lin Qingqian’s fair face, illuminating her curly eyelashes clearly. Her clear eyes stared at him.

“Jiang Yanshen, don’t leave me again.”

If he left her again, she really didn’t know if she could turn back a second time.

Jiang Yanshen’s thick and fan-like lashes drooped, concealing the fleeting secrets in his eyes. He leaned down and gently kissed her crimson lips, his voice husky and resolute. “I promise, I will never leave you again.”

The heavy rain outside the window was still pouring down. It was as if his voice was engraved in her heart and lulled her to sleep.

The rain in the middle of the night didn’t affect the weather the next day.

Lin Qingqian pushed open the window and the fresh air mixed with the fragrance of the wet soil greeted her. It was refreshing and she couldn’t help but relax.

Jiang Yanshen stepped off the bed barefooted and hugged her from behind. He lowered his head and kissed her hair. “Morning.”

Lin Qingqian turned around, a smile flowing in her clear eyes. “Morning, Mr. Jiang.”

Jiang Yanshen raised his eyebrows. “Huh?”

“You’re not satisfied with this title?”

Jiang Yanshen gazed at her, his eyes sparkling with brilliance. Unable to contain his emotions, he lowered his head and stole a fragrant kiss. “Before marriage, you called me Jiang Yanshen. After marriage, you also called me

Jiang Yanshen. After our divorce, you called me Dog of a man, and Director

Jiang. Now, you call me Mr. Jiang?”

Lin Qingqian’s eyes were filled with smiles. “Then what do you want me to call you?”

“Ah Yan,” Jiang Yanshen’s thin lips pressed against her cheek.

Lin Qingqian’s face turned red and her heart raced from his intimate action.

Her red lips moved and she said lightly, “…Ah Yan.”

A warm palm cupped her cheek and kissed her lips accurately.

It was already an hour later when they finished breakfast.

Jiang Yanshen stood up and took the clothes that Lu Yuan had prepared to wear. He looked down at the woman who was still drinking yogurt. “I’ll be quite busy these days and won’t be able to pick you up. Let the bodyguard follow you, okay?”

Lin Qingqian didn’t ask for the reason. She guessed that it might be related to Jiang Chongjing, so she didn’t spend much effort persuading him and nodded in agreement.

Jiang Yanshen’s eyes were gentle. Ignoring the fact that Lu Yuan was still beside him, he leaned over and pinched her chin. He turned her face around and lowered his head to kiss her.

Lin Qingqian was stunned and subconsciously pushed him away. She blushed and said, “Lu Yuan is still here.”

Lu Yuan turned to look outside, his face filled with the words: I can’t see anything. The weather today is so good! Hahahahahahaha!

Jiang Yanshen knew that she was thin-skinned and wasn’t used to being intimate in front of others. He didn’t go overboard. “Then I’ll leave first.”

Lin Qingqian nodded and stood up to send him to the door to enter the elevator before closing the door.

Half an hour later, she went downstairs. The bodyguard was already waiting.

It was the same retired soldier from last time. His facial features were rough, and his expression was always cool.

“Sorry to trouble you.”

The bodyguard: “Miss Lin, you’re welcome. This is my job.”

After Lin Qingqian got into the car, he also got in. Before driving, he reminded her, “Miss Lin, for safety reasons, you should fasten your seatbelt.”

“Alright.” Lin Qingqian didn’t expect him to be so strict.. “May I know how to address you?