Chapter 125
Jiang Chenyin’s recording was clearly much more powerful than Mrs. Shao’s.
She first greeted the man politely, and there were also some words of reminiscence, to prove his identity. Then she went straight to the point and asked him if he had seen Mrs. Shao. After that, the man revealed his true thoughts on his conversation with her at that time.
“I’m very sympathetic to Old Mrs. Shao. What happened back then was not what we wanted to see. But it seems that she hasn’t been able to move on after so many years. She’s very depressed and has a lot of resentment towards you. But we all know that Shao Sinan’s request before he jumped was really too much.
I understand that the dead should be respected, but on this point, I can’t lie or anything. He asked you to promise to marry him. If it could have calmed him down, it would have been okay to agree. After the matter had passed, you could have just explained it. I think you’ve already done enough on this point. But the part where he asked you to swear that if you left him, your family would be in trouble, I personally think that’s really too much.
I still remember all this. It’s no problem to help him on the basis of what I can. But when it comes to one’s own family… it’s not that I’m superstitious, but I really don’t dare to say such words, so I’ve never felt that there was anything wrong with what you did, and neither did the few classmates at that time. Chenyin, you shouldn’t take it to heart either. It’s been so long…”
What followed was his conversation with Jiang Chenyin. All the content could perfectly overturn Mrs. Shao’s design.
Everyone in the living room let out a sigh of relief. Jiang Gaojun even walked over and laughed as he put his arm around Jiang Chenyin. “Liu’er, why didn’t you say you had this earlier! You made us so worried!”
Bo Muyu also frowned and looked at her. If there weren’t so many people around, she would probably have rushed over and hugged her.
Lan Yuxin, on the side, her face went from serious and tense to relaxed, and now her whole person was about to deflate. She grabbed Jiang Chenyin and shook her. “Teacher Jiang, are you trying to scare me to death! Is this how you do things!”
Jiang Chenyin smiled and held her. “Isn’t it because something happened that I took it out? If nothing had happened, I wouldn’t have wanted to make such a fuss.”
“Don’t be so happy so soon,” Old Master Jiang cleared his throat, his brow furrowed. “How to operate specifically, do you have any ideas? Just having the tools is not enough. If the operation is not proper, this pit will not be dug well.”
Jiang Yingzong nodded. “I plan to arrange an interview for Liu’er and insert this matter in the middle. I will personally supervise the specific process.”
“Let me do it,” Bo Muyu took a few steps forward, her originally clear eyes now a little more sharp and deep. “I’m a professional screenwriter. I know how to capture people’s hearts. How to state this matter still requires a certain amount of skill. Let me formulate it.”
Her performance from the moment she entered the door had won the elders’ approval, but entrusting such a big matter to her still made people hesitate. Jiang Yingzong’s hesitation was very obvious. He looked at Jiang Gaojun, and then at Jiang Chenyin, who was looking at Bo Muyu with a smile in her eyes, and was silent for a long time.
“Okay, I’ll leave it to you.”
It was Old Master Jiang who spoke, a relaxed smile on his lips.
“Dad, this…”
Before Jiang Yingzong could finish, he was interrupted by Old Master Jiang’s wave of his cane. “Just leave it to Xiaoyu. This old man believes that she will definitely not let us down. Right, Xiaoyu?”
“Mmm, I won’t,” Bo Muyu nodded heavily, her eyes firm.
She turned her head and smiled at Jiang Chenyin, reaching out to take the hand she was holding out. From each other’s eyes, they both saw a thought, a desire to leave everyone and go to a place where it was just the two of them.
Just then, Old Master Jiang suddenly said leisurely, “Everyone go to the dining room and wait for dinner. Xiaoyu, you come to the study with me and explain why you have a recording of you talking to someone with the surname Shao.”
It’s over…
Bo Muyu’s heart skipped a beat. How could Old Master Jiang be so good at getting to the point…
Jiang Chenyin’s eyes curved up, and she put an arm around her and chuckled in a low voice, “It’s okay. My dad is just concerned about you. You can come down for dinner after you’ve been honest.”
The Jiang family’s daughters-in-law covered their mouths and laughed, and Lan Yuxin was also gloating. Bo Muyu shot Jiang Chenyin a few looks and slowly followed Old Master Jiang upstairs.
Bo Muyu and Old Master Jiang “honestly confessed” in the study for more than half an hour. When they came down, Old Master Jiang was in high spirits and called everyone to start eating. Old Madam Jiang was even curious about why he seemed to be in such a good mood.
After dinner, the few women went to the garden to eat snacks and chat around a small table. Bo Muyu ran to the kitchen to find the strawberry mille-feuille. Old Master Jiang had said that she had performed well today and had had the driver go out and buy it for her.
Just as she had found the strawberry mille-feuille, Jiang Chenyin hugged her from behind and said with a low laugh, “What are you sneaking into the kitchen to eat?”
“There’s cake to eat,” Bo Muyu turned her head and smiled at her. “Grandpa Jiang asked the driver uncle to go out and buy it for me.”
“What did you talk to my dad about before dinner?” Jiang Chenyin asked as she ate the cream that Bo Muyu had fed her with a small fork.
“Mmm… it was about when Mrs. Shao came to see you. I pretended to be a university student living at your house to get her to talk. But I couldn’t hide the fact that you had given her money privately. It wasn’t on purpose…”
Bo Muyu was eating her cake, and as she spoke, she frowned and threw down her small fork, turning to hug Jiang Chenyin and explain to her.
“Of course I know it wasn’t on purpose,” Jiang Chenyin said, gently tapping the corner of Bo Muyu’s tightly pressed lips with her finger and sighing with a laugh. “This matter couldn’t have been hidden just now. Didn’t you see my second brother was about to ask me? My dad and big brother must have guessed a little. So, I’ll have to talk to them in detail later or tomorrow.”
Bo Muyu nodded, then asked, “Has Sister Lan left?”
“She left. She left as soon as you slipped away.”
“Then I’ll have to send her a WeChat message in a bit. I explained your trending photo to my senior when I got off work today, but she didn’t listen. She might still be a little angry…”
Bo Muyu thoughtfully turned around, took a fork, and scooped up a dollop of cream. She ate half of it herself, and then, her gaze unfocused, she continued to think, at the same time holding the other half to Jiang Chenyin’s eyes.
Jiang Chenyin raised an eyebrow, lowered her head slightly, and took the cream from the fork.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked curiously.
“I’m thinking about tomorrow…” Bo Muyu came back to her senses, pointed at Jiang Chenyin’s lips, and couldn’t help but laugh. “You’ve got cream on your lips. Lick it off quickly.”
“I’m not like you, who likes to lick the cream from outside your mouth,” Jiang Chenyin said with a smiling refusal, letting go of her to find a tissue to wipe her mouth.
Bo Muyu quickly grabbed Jiang Chenyin. “No, that’s a waste. You’re always wasting my cream.”
Every time she asked Jiang Chenyin to eat cake, she would wipe the cream from her mouth. It was just a lick, but she had to waste it!
Jiang Chenyin was pulled back by her. Just as she was about to ask helplessly what she should do if she didn’t wipe it off, who knew that as soon as she turned her head back, her face was held, and her vision was instantly covered by a shadow. Then, her lips were warmed, and a soft touch brushed over them, so light and fast that it disappeared.
By the time the light had returned to her eyes, Bo Muyu was already licking her lips, her eyes curving up in satisfaction as she said to her, “Alright, this way, you won’t waste my cream.”
So just now, her face had been held, and her lips had suddenly warmed a little. Was it…
Jiang Chenyin bit her lip lightly, her heart trembling. She unconsciously reached out and hooked Bo Muyu’s waist, her voice much lower, with a meaningful smile. “What were you doing just now?”
“I just didn’t want to waste the cream. You’re always like this…” Bo Muyu belatedly lowered her head, her cheeks burning, and the blush spread to the roots of her ears.
The more she lowered her head, the more Jiang Chenyin would not let her go. Their breaths, warm and hot, intertwined, and it was impossible to tell them apart. Jiang Chenyin’s slightly lowered eyelids and slightly parted red lips were so close. She let out a soft hum, and Jiang Chenyin’s gaze deepened, and her breath also pressed down at the same time, kissing her.
“Auntie Yin…”
A fine, low moan escaped from between their lips and teeth. When Jiang Chenyin heard it, she held her even tighter, and in this intimate way, she gently but irresistibly tasted the sweet cream in her mouth.
Bo Muyu was panting as she responded. She liked the feeling of Jiang Chenyin being unrestrained and intimate with her. She liked everything Jiang Chenyin did to her, whether it was hugging or kissing. It made her feel that it was not just her who was moved between them.
The well-fed and well-watered women in the garden outside were not satisfied with the snacks on the table. Sun Ruowei was the first to bring up eating a late-night snack, and Xu Zijun also had this idea. The two of them then brought Auntie Wang back to make some.
“Eldest Sister-in-law, I want to eat fried noodles. What about you?”
“I’ll have the same as you.”
“Then what does Auntie Wang want to eat?”
A few women walked to the kitchen doorway. Xu Zijun opened the door, and all her leisurely mood came to an end at this moment.
Jiang Chenyin and Bo Muyu abruptly broke away from their lingering atmosphere. Jiang Chenyin immediately turned around and shielded Bo Muyu behind her, meeting the shocked gazes of Xu Zijun and the dumbfounded Sun Ruowei.
In a flash, Xu Zijun frowned and whispered to Sun Ruowei, “Ruowei, close the door.” Then she turned around and stopped Auntie Wang, who was a certain distance behind them. “Auntie Wang, we suddenly don’t want to eat anymore…”
Xu Zijun’s voice gradually faded into the crack of the door that Sun Ruowei was hastily closing. The kitchen suddenly fell silent, with only the sound of their heartbeats becoming clearer.
This series of shocks made Bo Muyu grab Jiang Chenyin’s arm, her face turning a little pale.
“Auntie Yin, we’ve been seen…” she said, biting her lip hard, her emotions in a jumble.
A multitude of guesses suddenly came to her, both worried and scared. She couldn’t help but be scared. Both Xu Zijun and Sun Ruowei had seen them. They had been kissing just now, an act between lovers. This could not be explained away as familial love no matter what.
Jiang Chenyin quickly turned and hugged her, taking a deep breath and whispering to her calmly, “Don’t be afraid. It’s okay. We can’t hide it from our families forever. Remember what I told you? Leave it all to me.”
Bo Muyu hugged Jiang Chenyin’s waist tightly, her face pressed against her neck, and said in a muffled voice, “We shouldn’t have been here just now… if we hadn’t been seen, we wouldn’t have been found out so soon.”
Jiang Chenyin gently stroked Bo Muyu’s long hair, and after hearing her words, her movements paused. “Do you remember how your parents are often intimate in front of you without avoiding you?”
“I remember,” she nodded, letting go of her arms and holding Jiang Chenyin’s shoulders.
Jiang Chenyin poked her cheek with her finger and looked at her with a gentle gaze. “When you saw your parents being intimate, did you used to be embarrassed? Over time, you got used to it.”
“Mmm, but we’re different…” Bo Muyu lowered her eyes slightly. She knew that their feelings would not be viewed so calmly by others.
“Let me finish first,” Jiang Chenyin said, stroking her head with a pained heart, and continued, “I’m not saying that it’s okay to do this kind of thing more often. It’s best to do such private things in our room. What I mean is, besides just now, we will always have more intimate expressions than familial love, and there will always be times when we can’t help ourselves. I don’t want our families to show a look of surprise or anger when they accidentally run into us.”
Bo Muyu looked up in a daze. She seemed to understand what she meant.
She said leisurely, “You mean, we are the same as my parents, and also as Eldest Auntie and Uncle Zong, and Little Auntie and Little Uncle.”
“That’s right,” Jiang Chenyin smiled with satisfaction. “The example you gave is very appropriate.”
Bo Muyu looked at Jiang Chenyin for a long while, let out a slight sigh of relief, but was still very worried. “Then now that Eldest Auntie and Little Auntie know, should we start with them?” She paused, and picked out the word she had learned online from her mind. “Mmm… I remember this step seems to be called coming out?”
Jiang Chenyin had a smile on her face. “Halfway there, I guess. Our ultimate goal should be your and my parents.”
“Then I’ll go and talk to Eldest Auntie and Little Auntie with you…” Bo Muyu said and was about to pull Jiang Chenyin and leave.
Jiang Chenyin was not pulled by her, but instead pulled her back and gently stroked her long hair, reminding her, “You can wait for me in your room. You don’t have to go with me now.”
Bo Muyu was unwilling. How could she let Jiang Chenyin do this alone?
But Jiang Chenyin insisted, and there was even a hint of seriousness in her eyes, which made Bo Muyu stop in her tracks.
