Chapter 272 - 272: Do You Want a Child?
A Beloved Wife in Marriage
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Lin Qingqian hurriedly walked forward to support him and asked Madam Liu, âDo you have any ointment?â
Madam Liu nodded. âYes, Iâll go get it and send it over.â
Lin Qingqian thanked her and helped Jiang Yanshen upstairs.
Jiang Yanshen sat on the sofa, and Lin Qingqian squatted down to check his knee.
His warm and slender fingers clasped her slender wrist. âIâm fine,â he said in a low voice.
He wanted her to pull her up.
Lin Qingqian was unwilling. She pried his fingers away and said firmly, âLet me take a look.â
Jiang Yanshen couldnât dissuade her, so he could only let her roll up his pants, revealing his blackened knees.
Her eyes immediately filled with heartache. She blew gently and looked up at him. âIt hurts a lot, right?â
Jiang Yanshenâs thin lips were filled with a smile. âIt doesnât hurt.â
Lin Qingqian didnât believe his words. It was already purple and black. How could it not hurt?
Madam Liu quickly sent the ointment over and left tactfully.
Lin Qingqian squatted in front of him and squeezed the ointment into her palm. When she pressed it on, she even said considerately, âBear with it.â
Jiang Yanshen looked at her pained expression and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.
Her cold hand rubbed his knees with the cold ointment. Although it hurt, his eyebrows did not move. Instead, he kept smiling.
Lin Qingqian used just enough strength to massage his knee, wanting to massage the ointment until it was absorbed. This way, the bruises on his knee would dissipate quickly.
About half an hour later, her fair forehead was already covered in sweat, and her palms were red.
Jiang Yanshen pulled her up and kissed the tip of her nose, which was covered in sweat. His voice was low and hoarse. âAlright, it doesnât hurt so much anymore.â
Lin Qingqian pursed her lips. âThen Iâll go take a shower.â
Jiang Yanshen nodded and let go of her waist.
Lin Qingqian got up and went to the closet to get her pajamas before going to the bathroom to take a shower.
When she came out, she realized that he had already taken a shower and was lying on the bed in a white bathrobe, his dark eyes closed.
Lin Qingqian walked over and lifted the blanket. Just as she lay down, Jiang Yanshen reached out and pulled her into his arms.
She turned her head and pressed her ear against his chest. She could clearly hear his heartbeat. Badum, badum, it beat again and again like a drum.
âYour heart is beating very fast.â
Jiang Yanshen hummed faintly.
Lin Qingqian looked up at him, her clear eyes filled with confusion. âWhy?â
Jiang Yanshenâs gently closed eyes slowly opened. His deep eyes met hers, and his voice was slightly hoarse. âYou looked like you were treating a child when you helped me apply the medicine just now. I couldnât help but wonder what it would be like if we had a child.â
Lin Qingqian was slightly surprised. She did not expect him to be thinking
about this. âYou⦠like children?â
In the past, they had never discussed this matter. During the three years of their marriage, he had always taken strict safety measures.
She had always felt that he did not like children.
A trace of confusion appeared in Jiang Yanshenâs black eyes. âI donât know. I donât seem to like children, but I donât seem to hate them either.â
Lin Qingqian secretly gulped and asked, âThen do you want a child?â
Jiang Yanshen looked down at her and said in a low voice, âI canât have children.â
This was not a matter of whether he wanted to or not.
Lin Qingqian was stunned. She realized that he had been taking medicine all along. Those medicines clearly affected him.
If he wanted a child, he had to stop taking the medicine. Once he stopped taking the medicine, it meant that his condition would worsen.
âI donât like children. Theyâre too noisy.â Lin Qingqianâs soft voice carried a hint of impatience. âIf I become pregnant and give birth, my figure will go out of shape and itâll affect my work. I might even have postpartum depression. Itâs too troublesome.â
Jiang Yanshen didnât refute her words. He reached out and touched her cheek. âItâs getting late. Go to sleep.â
Lin Qingqian knew that he wanted to change the topic, so she followed his words and nodded. She closed her eyes and leaned into his arms, counting his heartbeats. Unknowingly, she fell asleep.
Jiang Yanshen said that he was sleeping, but he did not fall asleep. His dark eyes kept looking at her, his gaze complicated and secretive.
Not long after dawn, Lin Qingqian was woken up.
With such a huge incident happening to the Jiang family, she naturally couldnât sleep for long. She didnât see Jiang Yanshen when she woke up.
When she went downstairs, she heard Madam Jiangâs mean voice. âItâs not enough to jinx your father to death, but now youâve forced your second uncle to death. Jiang Yanshen, youâre really a jinx.â
Jiang Yanshen sat at the dining table and ate his breakfast quietly, as if he did not hear anything.
âPoor Jiang Yunshen, that idiot. He always wanted to treat you as his biological brother, but you caused him to lose his parents overnight.. â
Lin Qingqianâs heart tightened, and a faint pain appeared. Ignoring the fact that she was still in the Jiang family, she said coldly, âIf Madam Jiang is so concerned, why didnât you go to the hospital to visit Yunshen?â
Li Guilan turned around and saw Lin Qingqian. The light in her eyes suddenly darkened, and her disgust intensified.
When Jiang Yanshen saw her walking over, he asked the servant to bring over a portion of breakfast and pulled out the chair beside him.
Lin Qingqian walked to his side and sat down. Her bright eyes met Li Guilanâs murderous gaze, and her red lips curled up slightly. âMadam Jiang, if you forgot what I said in the greenhouse, I donât mind letting you recall it again.â
âHow dare you!â Li Guilanâs eyes widened, and the powder on her face turned pale from anger.
Lin Qingqian smiled. âDo you want to give it a try?â
Li Guilan took a few deep breaths and finally glared at her fiercely before turning to go upstairs.
The servant went away after delivering breakfast.
Jiang Yanshen handed her the chopsticks and said gently, âEat well. Why are you wasting your breath on her?â
âI just donât like her treating you like this.â Lin Qingqian took the chopsticks and muttered, âThe last time she entered the greenhouse, I even felt that the place we first met had been tainted by her.â
The last sentence was typical of a little woman in love.
Jiang Yanshenâs hand that was holding the cup troze. He quickly restrained his emotions and said calmly, âI wonât let her in there in the future.â Lin Qingqian nodded.
After having breakfast quietly, Lin Qingqian was about to return to the company, while Jiang Yanshen had to deal with Jiang Chongjingâs remaining problems.
Although Lin Qingqian was his girlfriend now, she was not a legitimate member of the Jiang Family after all. It was not convenient for her to appear for many things.
After an investigation and evidence collection, the police concluded that Wu Suyun had killed her husband in a moment of passion. Because the murderer had already committed suicide, this case could only be summarily closed.
The Jiang Family brought back the corpses of Jiang Chongjing and Wu Suyun from the police and arranged for them to be placed in the mourning hall before sending them to be cremated.
After Jiang Yunshen lay in the hospital for a few days, he found out that Jiang Chongjing and Wu Suyunâs corpses had been brought back and he was determined to be discharged.
He wanted to burn incense for his mother and keep watch over her.
The Jiang Residence was filled with white silk and funeral flowers, and the mourning hall was set up in a side hall. There were two coffins and the portraits of Jiang Chongjing and Wu Suyun, making it convenient for the guests to pay their respects.
The wounds on Jiang Yunshenâs face had yet to recover. His head was wrapped in bandages and one of his eyes was swollen. He was kneeling in front of the coffin in a black shirt and pants. His expression was numb, like a walking corpse.
He did not react when the relatives and friends of the Jiang Family came to pay their respects.
Li Guilan had already completely fallen out with Jiang Yanshen. She didnât care about the Jiang Familyâs reputation, so she didnât attend the funeral. On the other hand, the old lady was old and could stand for a while, but her body couldnât take it if she kept standing. After a while, she returned to her room to rest.
Jiang Yanshen stood alone in a black suit and bowed to thank the guests for coming.
The sky outside had darkened. Lights lit up one after another, dyeing the quiet and sad night.
Lin Qingqian walked in in a long black dress. Her eyes first interacted with Jiang Yanshen for five seconds before she took the three incense sticks handed over by the servant and bowed deeply to Jiang Chongjing and Wu Suyunâs portraits.
The incense was inserted into the incense burner. She looked at Jiang Yunshen, who was kneeling beside her, and said in a low voice, âMy condolences.â
Jiang Yunshen leaned his head against Wu Suyunâs coffin and did not react.
Lin Qingqian narrowed her eyes and didnât say anything. She looked up at Jiang Yanshen. âYouâve been standing for a day and should rest too. No one else would be coming at this time.â
Jiang Yanshen did not speak. His gaze landed on Jiang Yunshen.
Lin Qingqian followed his gaze and looked over. After hesitating for a moment, she walked over and squatted down to persuade him. âYou havenât recovered yet. Go back and rest.â
Jiang Yunshenâs expression was numb and he didnât react.
âIâll help you back to your room.â Lin Qingqian reached out to help him up.
Jiang Yunshen suddenly reached out and pushed her away, his eyes red. âGet lost! Donât worry about me⦠Donât touch me!â
Lin Qingqian was caught off guard and fell to the ground and a sound came from her wrist.
His face instantly turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Jiang Yanshenâs eyes tightened. âQianqianâ¦â
He strode forward to help Lin Qingqian up, his black eyes filled with worry. âHow are you?â
Lin Qingqian grabbed her wrist. Not wanting him to worry, she curled her lips and said, âIâm fine.â
âYouâre in so much pain that your face is pale. How can you say that youâre fine?â Jiang Yanshenâs voice was tense as he turned around and walked towards Jiang Yunshen.
âAh Yan, Iâm really fine,â Lin Qingqian hurriedly said, but Jiang Yanshen didnât listen at all.
His well-defined palm grabbed Jiang Yunshen and picked him up like he was holding a chick against the coffin. His voice was cold. âJiang Yunshen, is this all you can do? Bully women?â
Jiang Yunshenâs eyes were terrifyingly red as he stared at him and bit his lip tightly without saying anything.
âIâm the cause of your parentsâ death. If you have any resentment, place it on me.â Jiang Yanshenâs well-defined fingers gripped Jiang Yunshenâs clothes tightly. The buttons of the clothes fell off, revealing the bandages on his body.
He pretended not to notice and continued to hold him, his voice low and cold. âIf you really canât accept it, you can stab me. Do you need me to bring you a knife?â
His other hand slapped his face neither gently nor heavily. There was no hint of humiliation. Instead, it seemed to be a form of comfort.
Jiang Yunshen gritted his bloody teeth and opened his mouth. He squeezed out two words with difficulty. ââ¦Big Brother.â
As soon as these two words were spoken, his emotions seemed to have been switched on. Tears streamed down his face.
Perhaps it was because his body was weak, or perhaps he was too agitated and could not stand steadily, but his entire body slid down like a ball of mud..