Chapter 88: Stealing p2
It was noon the next day.
The sun was just right outside the window, and the light shone into the room. In the center of the dining table was an exquisite cream cake with number candles on it.
Jiang Mi and Jiang Hu were setting the table and also fighting to pile the biggest strawberries onto Jiang Youshu’s plate. The rich aroma of pork ribs came from the kitchen, mixed with the steam of the rice in the rice cooker. The whole house was filled with a sense of a solid life.
Jiang Mi drew the curtains, and the living room instantly fell into darkness.
Yan Wei subconsciously tensed her back. This sudden darkness made her instinctively alert. The next second, she felt Jiang Mi grab her hand.
Jiang Hu deftly lit the candles, and then the light came on. In front of her was Jiang Youshu’s face, illuminated by the candlelight, and her blooming smile.
Jiang Mi smiled and exchanged a look with Yan Wei, then said to Jiang Youshu, “Dear mother, happy birthday…”
Jiang Hu also quickly joined in, and Jiang Mi’s laughter was mixed in the out-of-tune song. Yan Wei listened and couldn’t help but laugh from the side.
After a broken birthday song.
Jiang Mi shouted, “Make a wish, make a wish.”
Jiang Youshu closed her eyes. Jiang Hu secretly dipped her finger in the cream and smeared it on Jiang Mi’s nose. Jiang Mi dodged dramatically but bumped into Yan Wei’s arms.
“Ah, Teacher Yan, save me! Save me!”
At this moment, Yan Wei clearly felt a certain cold thing in the depths of her heart was cracking.
She remembered her own past birthdays: the single cake in the hotel suite, the hurried footsteps of her manager after taking the promotional photos, and the reminders that “artists have to maintain their figure.”
So this was what it felt like to have a family?
When cutting the cake, Jiang Youshu specially handed the biggest piece to Yan Wei. “It’s okay if you can’t finish it. It’s just for good luck.”
She looked up and saw the cake on Jiang Mi’s face. “Oh, you’re making a mess again. Quick, wipe it.”
Jiang Mi then complained, “It was all Jiang Hu’s doing!”
After she finished speaking, she brought her face closer to Yan Wei. Yan Wei stared at the beautiful, fair face in front of her, her eyes full of warmth. The white cream on her face even seemed to become delicious.
Yan Wei’s lips pursed, and then she gently wiped the cream from Jiang Mi’s face with a tissue.
“It was like this when she was a child. Yes, there are still pictures. I’ll get you the pictures to see.” Jiang Youshu said as she got up from the cabinet in the entrance and took out a photo album.
She sat down next to Yan Wei. The photos were a little yellowed. In them was Jiang Mi with pigtails, blowing out the candles, her face and body covered in cream. She was smiling at the camera with abandon.
Jiang Youshu’s fingers brushed over the photo paper. She smiled, and the corners of her eyes were full of the lines of time.
Yan Wei looked at the little girl who was being hugged in the middle of the photo and suddenly understood why she had an obsession with Jiang Mi—the sense of relaxation, happiness, and abandon from being fully loved on her was something she could never feel, no matter how much she acted.
For the first time, she did not hide her envy.
“So nice,” she said.
Jiang Mi came forward and, in front of her mother and sister, affectionately put her arms around Yan Wei from behind. “What’s so nice? Next time on your birthday, I’ll smear it on you too. I’ll make you a little snowman.”
Jiang Youshu smiled. “When is Xiao Wei’s birthday? Come home and celebrate then.”
Jiang Mi said it was in April.
She thought again, Actually, it’s very soon.
Later in the afternoon, Jiang Mi was talking to Jiang Youshu on the sofa. Jiang Hu was leaning on the railing, watching Yan Wei approach from the living room, her footsteps very light.
She waited for Yan Wei to stand still before she spoke, “Be good to her.”
Her voice was mixed with the wind, and her emotions were unreadable.
Yan Wei’s gaze was in the distance. “I know.”
Jiang Hu turned to look at her profile and suddenly smiled. “Aren’t you going to call me ‘sister’?”
Only then did Yan Wei turn her head, a very faint tease in her eyes. “Does Jiang Mi call you ‘sister’?”
“…” This hit a sore spot.
Jiang Hu rolled her eyes. At this time, Jiang Mi came in with a fruit platter and deliberately inserted herself between the two. “Don’t you bully our Yan Wei.”
Jiang Hu: “…”
She looked at Yan Wei’s cold face. “Does she look like she can be bullied?”
Before her words had faded, Yan Wei suddenly lowered her head and rested her forehead on Jiang Mi’s shoulder. “I’m fine.”
Jiang Hu: “?”
This change of face made Jiang Hu stunned. Two seconds later, she gave a thumbs-up and sincerely praised, “This is an actress.”
Jiang Mi couldn’t help but laugh. She was very happy. Yan Wei’s body finally had a hint of a homey atmosphere.
Just as she was saying this, she heard Jiang Youshu’s gentle voice from behind, “Xiao Wei, you can stay tonight. If two people are sleeping, just put another blanket next to it. You can add it if it gets cold in the middle of the night.”
Jiang Mi’s movements paused. She subconsciously looked at Yan Wei. The moment their gazes met, she felt her ears burn slightly.
Jiang Youshu didn’t hear a response and asked again, “Did you hear me? Mimi.”
A very normal arrangement.
Jiang Hu was beside her, mocking in a low voice, “Do you really think Mom is stupid?”
Jiang Mi coughed lightly. “…I know, Mom.”
Jiang Mi looked up and out, feeling that even her neck was a little hot. She remembered her action of sneaking out in the middle of the night, and she was a little embarrassed.
Yan Wei was originally also unnatural, but seeing Jiang Mi’s embarrassed look, she found it very interesting.
She heard Jiang Mi ask her in a low voice, “Is it okay? To stay at home.”
The corners of her lips curved up. “It is.”
At ten at night, only one bedside lamp was left in the bedroom.
Jiang Mi had just finished showering, and the ends of her hair still carried a damp mint scent. She lifted the covers and got in. Yan Wei was facing her, her fingertips hooking the corner of her nightgown.
The faint sound of cars passing by could occasionally be heard from downstairs. In the room opposite, there was a faint sound of Jiang Hu watching a video, which made the room even quieter.
But this silence was also a little unsettling.
Yan Wei’s palm was on Jiang Mi’s waist. The two of them held their breath at the same time, and the rustling of the fabric at this moment was deafening.
Their lips were close. Just as Yan Wei was about to let out a soft humph, Jiang Mi’s fingertips pressed against her lips.
“Shh…”
Jiang Mi’s breath was hot on Yan Wei’s ear, her voice so low. Her lips traveled over the side of Yan Wei’s neck, and when she felt her shiver, she stopped. She held the back of her head firmly with her palm, and swallowed all the suppression into a deeper kiss.
The moment the bed board made a faint creaking sound, the two of them froze at the same time. The lines of Jiang Mi’s arms tensed, and then the two of them looked at each other and smiled—this… was more like stealing.
This feeling of danger of being discovered at any moment made their every touch carry an electric-like stimulation.
When it was over, sweat had already soaked her temples.
Jiang Mi wrapped her body, sat up, took some wet wipes and tissues, and then bent down to help Yan Wei wipe. After cleaning up, Yan Wei wrapped her arms around Jiang Mi from behind, her nose lightly rubbing the choppy hair on the back of her neck.
Jiang Mi smiled and asked softly, “Yan Wei, are you happy now?”
The person behind her tightened her embrace, and her warm breath brushed against Jiang Mi’s ear. “I am.”
These two words were both light and heavy.
Jiang Mi curved her lips. “That’s good.”
She fumbled for Yan Wei’s hand, their ten fingers intertwined. “I’ll be very, very good to you in the future.”
“I know.”
Her hand was brought to Jiang Mi’s heart, and the sound of her heartbeat came through the thin nightgown from her palm, steady and powerful.
Jiang Mi’s consciousness gradually became blurry. Just as she was about to sink into sleep, she suddenly heard Yan Wei call her very lightly, “Mimi?”
“Mmm…?” she replied instinctively, but her consciousness was already heading into a dream.
Yan Wei said, “Let’s go public?”
Jiang Mi hummed unconsciously, her eyelashes trembling slightly. The next second, she had completely fallen into a dream.
Yan Wei waited for two seconds, listening to her even breathing. She lowered her head and placed a light kiss on her earlobe, then also closed her eyes.
When we go public, everyone will know that you are mine.
You belong to me alone.
