Chapter 39 Part 2

Jiang Yueyi huffed angrily and turned her head to look out the window. “Basically, you just want to teach me a lesson. No way I’m going to the company to be your Assistant. Who knows how you’d boss me around. Fine, it’s just a two-thousand-word essay. I’ll write it.”

“Good girl.”

After watching the scenery outside the window for a while, Jiang Yueyi silently turned her head back. She gazed at Ah Man, studying her refined profile, recalling how Ah Man had protected her at the police station. Her cherry lips involuntarily curved upward. Seeing how well she handled things earlier, I’ll magnanimously write this self-criticism. It’s definitely not because I’m afraid Ah Man will get mad.

A reward and a punishment—such an arrangement placated Jiang Yueyi very well. Judging by her current attitude, she was clearly satisfied with Ah Man’s “handling” of her.

Yu Jialin smiled. She was now increasingly looking forward to seeing how their relationship developed.

Before, Yiyi had stormed off abroad in a huge rage, absolutely refusing to spend time with Jiang Man. But now the two were getting along so harmoniously. This stark contrast couldn’t help but stir Yu Jialin’s emotions as a bystander.

When you walk into a dead end, don’t think about giving up on yourself. Try accepting the situation, calm your mindset, and perhaps you’ll find another way out.

Constant anxiety only deepens the worry. Just like the time after Jiang Yueyi went abroad—she was sighing every day, also afraid the Jiang family would be dragged down by her. That’s also the main reason she later agreed to return to the country. Just that Jiang Yueyi never expected the Jiang Man she so resisted would actually be so perfect, practically a partner tailor-made for her.

At the very least, the current Jiang Yueyi doesn’t have the slightest dissatisfaction with Ah Man. She might even find her own heart swayed because of Ah Man.

“Keep in touch on WeChat!” Jiang Yueyi rolled down the window and waved to Yu Jialin.

“Got it! You two hurry on home, drive safe.”

“Mm-hmm.”

Jiang Yueyi watched Yu Jialin shrink into a dot in the distance, then retracted her gaze. She looked at Ah Man and said, “I’m a little hungry. I wanna eat something yummy.”

“Alright.”

“Ah Man, older sister.”

Suddenly, Jiang Yueyi started acting coquettish towards Ah Man. And it had to be said, her current demeanor contained extremely high sugar levels.

Hearing her sickly sweet voice, Ah Man pursed her lips in a smile. “Plotting some mischief again?”

“Can’t you just think well of me for once?”

Ah Man glanced at her, noticing the slyness in her expression. “Then what are you calling me for?”

“Just felt like calling you. Can’t I?”

“You can.”

“Older Sister Ah Man is so cold to me.”

Ah Man chuckled helplessly. “Don’t tease. What exactly do you want to do?”

Having Ah Man see through her little scheme made Jiang Yueyi feel she’d lost face. But looking into Ah Man’s gentle, affectionate eyes, Jiang Yueyi became even more determined about the thought in her heart.

A soothing instrumental piece played in the car—a song Ah Man often listened to.

Jiang Yueyi licked her dry lips, turned sideways, her gaze carrying a hint of curiosity and probing as she said softly, “Older Sister Ah Man, I haven’t tried kissing you inside a car before.” Usually it’s always been at home. I wonder if kissing somewhere different would be fun.

She clearly wasn’t trying to seduce, but in Ah Man’s eyes, every gesture and every move made her heart race.

Ah Man hit the brakes and raised an eyebrow at Jiang Yueyi, a smile at the corner of her lips. “You’re sure?”

She found a parking spot. With expert driving skill, a beautiful drift parked the car flawlessly.

Ah Man pulled off her seatbelt and turned off the car’s interior lights. Everything became so mysterious. Her scent was not unfamiliar to Jiang Yueyi. In fact, the moment she drew near, Jiang Yueyi felt a tingling numbness and weakness spread through her own body.

Ah Man’s kiss was very domineering. Perhaps because Jiang Yueyi was the one taking the initiative this time, this made Ah Man particularly excited, wanting to devour her whole.

The absence of visual input heightened their sense of hearing. The sound of their friction in this cramped space seemed increasingly ambiguous. The intense sensory stimulation made them press tightly against each other.

Jiang Yueyi pushed her lightly. “I can’t breathe…”

She was being shy. Ah Man was simply too fierce today. Jiang Yueyi felt her lips were still numb.

Ah Man chuckled softly, hugging her, and gently patted her back with one hand so she could catch her breath smoothly.

“Barbarian, hmph.”

“Didn’t like it?”

Jiang Yueyi paused, then said awkwardly, “It was… it was alright.” Not that I disliked it, just… too intense. She almost suffocated me.

“I’m hungry! Want to eat!”

“Alright, alright, alright.”

…

After eating and drinking her fill, Jiang Yueyi intended to go back to her room to sleep. But Ah Man tugged on her ponytail and made her follow her to the study.

Ah Man opened a drawer, took out letter paper and a fountain pen, and placed them beside Jiang Yueyi’s hand. “Self-criticism essay. Two thousand words.”

Jiang Yueyi looked at Ah Man as if looking at a scumbag. She questioned, “Older sister, it’s eight o’clock now. This is my prime surfing-the-internet time. You want me to write a self-criticism? Do you believe me when I say I’ll cry for you? I’ll write it tomorrow, okay?”

Ah Man was stern and impartial. Leaning against the desk, she tapped the surface. “Finish today’s tasks today.”

Jiang Yueyi stared intensely into Ah Man’s eyes, seeing no sign of yielding, and knew she couldn’t get out of this.

She swallowed the curse word about to burst from her mouth, took a deep breath, and slapped her hands on the desk, proclaiming deeply, “Fine! I’ll write it! Just a self-criticism, how hard can it be!”

Ah Man personally pulled over a chair for her to sit opposite her. Then she sat back in her own chair, opened her laptop, and began her own work.

“……” This work ethic really made Jiang Yueyi roll her eyes. Good thing I didn’t agree to be Jiang Man’s assistant, otherwise, I wouldn’t even have time to slack off.

Jiang Yueyi glared at her, then looked at the letter paper and began mentally drafting. As her first character hit the page, Jiang Yueyi became serious and focused.

Playing around was playing around, but when it was time to be serious, Jiang Yueyi wouldn’t hold things back.

Writing two thousand words by hand took her about an hour. The level of effort she put in almost made Jiang Yueyi feel like she was writing a thesis…

“Hmph.”

After finishing the essay, she swiped the iPad from the desk. Because Ah Man had just given her a look, Jiang Yueyi knew she still had more work to do. Sure enough, Ah Man put on her Bluetooth earpiece—looked like it was that French person again, because Ah Man was speaking French. Jiang Yueyi didn’t understand French, found it terribly boring, and started messing around with something else.

She looked at Ah Man, then at the tablet, and felt her hands itching. Since she was free anyway, she started drawing Ah Man.

Because it was a cartoon chibi style, there was still a difference from the real Ah Man, so after finishing the drawing, Jiang Yueyi posted it to her Weibo, not worried about anyone recognizing her.

Jiang Yueyi was an artist who often went on hiatus, known for her aesthetically gorgeous art style and followed by many people.

So when Jiang Yueyi, who hadn’t posted in half a year, suddenly uploaded a picture, it instantly blew up with comments from her fans.

Curled up in her chair, she laughed silently, delighted by the fans’ over-the-top flattery.

A fan asked who it was a drawing of, because Jiang Yueyi rarely drew people; her works were usually landscapes.

Jiang Yueyi wasn’t a celebrity and didn’t need a secret relationship. So she directly replied—

【It’s my girlfriend.】

After sending it, she felt it wasn’t quite right, so added another line—

【Actually, not girlfriend. It’s my wife. The legal kind, with a marriage certificate.】

Jiang Yueyi scratched her ear, which was completely red. Shyly, she glanced at Ah Man, who was working, and hid her face behind the iPad.

Didn’t say anything wrong. She is my wife, after all.

The two were deeply in love. Before heading to work, Ah Man always received an enthusiastic goodbye kiss from Jiang Yueyi. Today was no exception.

Only Ah Man didn’t notice the abnormality at her collar. She stood in the elevator, looking ahead calmly, completely unaware of her assistant’s hesitant, wanting-to-speak expression.

Just as the elevator was about to reach their floor, the Assistant steeled herself and pointed out the anomaly on Ah Man’s collar. If I don’t say something now, it’ll really be too late! There’s a meeting soon; she can’t walk in with a lipstick mark!

If President Jiang suffers a public humiliation, I’ll definitely be dragged down with her!

“Pr-President Jiang, wait a moment first.” She pulled out the compact mirror from her bag and cautiously handed it to Ah Man, then pointed at her own collar. She looked a bit awkward, her smile very unnatural.

Ah Man’s puzzled gaze froze upon seeing the lipstick mark in the mirror’s reflection. She laughed lightly. “I knew she wouldn’t let me off that easily.”

I forbade her from staying out all night tonight, so Jiang Yueyi retaliated by leaving a lipstick mark on my collar.

Truly childish and cute.

The Assistant looked at Ah Man in disbelief, inner gossip flying across her mental screen like a barrage of pop-up comments.

Ah Man returned the compact mirror to her, her eyes gentle, exuding an aura of intellectual grace. “The office lounge still has clean shirts, right?”

“Yes, yes.”

“Mhm.”

She was very calm, as if not at all affected by this conspicuous lipstick mark. But the assistant’s expression was too hilarious, prompting Ah Man to smile. “Surprised?”

“No, no, no.”

The elevator doors opened. Ah Man stepped out and said, “The wife is too mischievous, nothing I can do.”

The Assistant froze for a moment, then secretly stifled a giggle. President Jiang, don’t think I didn’t notice you showing off your love!

Saying ‘nothing I can do’ with your mouth, but the joy in your eyes is practically overflowing. Seems even President Jiang has worldly desires!

But… would Jiang Yueyi really just obediently stay at home?

The answer was absolutely no.

“Hey, Linlin. For her birthday banquet, you said I should dress low-key or high-key?”

Yu Jialin didn’t even think. “High-key, obviously! If she invited you to her birthday banquet, isn’t she just trying to pick a fight? You just have to outshine her completely. Who told her to always go against you.”

Jiang Yueyi huffed as she looked in the mirror. “I can already picture what she’ll say when she sees me later. She’ll definitely be like, ‘Oh, Yiyi, so young and already stepping into the grave of marriage~ What a shame, truly~’ And then she’ll rain sarcasm all over me. With her, her ass barely twitches and I know what shit she’s about to let out!”

“Ptui, ptui, ptui! I’m still eating here. Lucky you didn’t finish that last sentence, or else I’d cuss you out.”

Jiang Yueyi pulled all the dresses from her wardrobe. “Isn’t she just jealous that I married Jiang Man? Today, I’m not only going to make her die of jealousy, I’m going to bring Jiang Man along to flaunt our love!” Tsk, how come there isn’t a single dress here that satisfies me?

Just then, the doorbell rang. Jiang Yueyi said into the phone, “Hold on, someone’s outside.”

“Who?”

“How should I know?”

When she opened the door, it was a woman she didn’t recognize. Jiang Yueyi asked, puzzled, “You are…?”

“Hello, I’m President Jiang’s assistant. President Jiang sent me to deliver this to you.”

Jiang Yueyi put her phone in her pocket and took the item. She placed the gift box on the table and randomly stuffed a few fruits into the Assistant’s hands. “Your President Jiang wasn’t angry today, was she?”

The Assistant instantly understood her words. She lowered her eyes to hide her amusement. “President Jiang wasn’t angry, just changed her shirt.”

Jiang Yueyi coughed awkwardly a few times, feeling a bit embarrassed. Looks like this assistant saw my lipstick mark.

The Assistant nodded politely, closed the door, and returned to her car, immediately starting to gossip with her close friends.

“Ladies, you won’t believe this—I met President Jiang’s little wife!”

“Meaning what? President Jiang is keeping a little mistress?”

The Assistant hurriedly clarified, “Not that kind of little wife. Her actual little wife. She’s a few years younger than President Jiang, about eight years younger, so we all call her ‘little wife’ privately. She’s so beautiful, and so cute, she even blushes!”

“Ohhh! What were you doing at President Jiang’s house?”

“Delivering a surprise to President Jiang’s little wife.”

Jiang Yueyi opened the gift box, and it was indeed the exact dress she had wanted. Hugging her phone, she shrieked, “Linlin! President Jiang is just the best! I have a new dress! Hmph, at this banquet, I will absolutely be the most dazzling star of the night!”

“……” I’m tired. Just destroy me already.

Jiang Yueyi made a snap decision and chose romance over friendship, directly hanging up on Yu Jialin. Then, thinking Ah Man might be busy and unable to answer a call, she sent a voice message instead.

“Tee-hee-hee-hee, wifey, you’re the best. Mwah~”

Never thinking about divorce again. I want to spend my whole life with my dear wife Ah Man!