Sweet Hidden Marriage: Volume 1

By Wu Jiaxiaomai

At first, An Ning could only face the empty bed by herself. After that, she began to reminisce about the silence when she was with Jiang Shao during the cold night …"Mrs. Jiang, what do you like about Director Jiang?""Handsome and powerful!""Mrs. Jiang, what do you dislike about Director Jiang?""Too cool, too powerful!""Director Jiang, what do you like about Mrs Jiang?""She said I'm very handsome and powerful!"Jiang Shao Han realized that ever since he met An Ning, he didn't know what he could do for her other than spoil her.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Nov 28, 2019
• ISBN: 9781647671952

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CONTENTS

CHAPTER 1 - WHO IS MRS JIANG?

CHAPTER 2 - PROVOCATION?

CHAPTER 3 - NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS

CHAPTER 4 - WHAT AM I?

CHAPTER 5 - LET'S GET DIVORCED

CHAPTER 6 - IN THE HEART LIVES A LITTLE WILD CAT?

CHAPTER 7 - I'M JUST A PLAYTHING

CHAPTER 8 - CARING FOR MOTHER-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 9 - MEN'S EXPLANATIONS

CHAPTER 10 - VIP202

CHAPTER 11 - UNRAVEL LIES

CHAPTER 12 - I AM A MARRIED MAN

CHAPTER 13 - I'M MAKING A RUCKUS

CHAPTER 14 - TRAVEL WHERE YOU WANT TO GO

CHAPTER 15 - GOOD LUCK

CHAPTER 16 - AN NING KNOWS THE TRUTH

CHAPTER 17 - TO BE HUMILIATED AGAIN

CHAPTER 18 - DON'T LEAVE ME BEHIND

CHAPTER 19 - PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR IMAGE

CHAPTER 20 - PROVE ONE'S OWN STRENGTH

CHAPTER 21 - IT IS A QUESTION OF WATER

CHAPTER 22 - SHE SIGN UP FOR THE COMPETITION

CHAPTER 23 - DESIGN DESTROYED

CHAPTER 24 - A COMPLETE HOME

CHAPTER 25 - WHAT NONSENSE ARE YOU SPOUTING

CHAPTER 26 - SNOW CHARCOAL

CHAPTER 27 - WIPE DRY BIT BY BIT

CHAPTER 28 - BE WELL SERVED

CHAPTER 29 - LUNATIC?

CHAPTER 30 - MUST YOU GET A DIVORCE?

CHAPTER 31 - LET ME GO PLEASE

CHAPTER 32 - YOU'VE BEEN LOSING WEIGHT LATELY?

CHAPTER 33 - YOUNG PEOPLE LOVE TO PLAY WITH THEMSELVES

CHAPTER 34 - SUDDEN CRISIS

CHAPTER 35 - RESCUE AGAIN

CHAPTER 36 - EUSENG BEFORE

CHAPTER 37 - NO INTENTION OF DIVORCE

CHAPTER 38 - PLANNING

CHAPTER 39 - ANCHOR'S DISAPPEARANCE

CHAPTER 40 - PULSE WARMING

CHAPTER 41 - HOW COME YOU'RE NOT IN A HURRY AT ALL?

CHAPTER 42 - HIS HEART WAS DEAD

CHAPTER 43 - YOU'RE HERE

CHAPTER 44 - BROKEN HEART

CHAPTER 45 - I DON'T JUST WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND

CHAPTER 46 - ASK TO BE SPARED

CHAPTER 47 - MESOSCALE

CHAPTER 48 - THING

CHAPTER 49 - AGAIN ESCAPE

CHAPTER 50 - IGNORE

CHAPTER 51 - UNDISSENTING

CHAPTER 52 - YOU ARE A PIG

CHAPTER 53 - PLAY WITH YOUR OLDER BROTHER

CHAPTER 54 - ARE YOU MAKING ME WORRY ON PURPOSE?

CHAPTER 55 - DIFFICULT TO EXPEL QI

CHAPTER 56 - UNABLE TO BEAR IT ANY LONGER

CHAPTER 57 - WHAT DID YOU BRING ME HERE FOR?

CHAPTER 58 - REBUILD TO GOOD

CHAPTER 59 - REALLY SUPER HANDSOME

CHAPTER 60 - IT IS MY RIGHT NOT TO GO

CHAPTER 61 - REUNION

CHAPTER 62 - EXCUSE

CHAPTER 63 - INCRIMINATING INNOCENCE

CHAPTER 64 - 520 HAPPY

CHAPTER 65 - DOES THE FOUNTAIN LOOK GOOD?

CHAPTER 66 - MRS JIANG

CHAPTER 67 - UNIQUE

CHAPTER 68 - WHO USED WHAT

CHAPTER 69 - SPIDERWEB TRACE

CHAPTER 70 - ENTANGLEMENT

CHAPTER 71 - SAVED

CHAPTER 72 - COMPLAINT

CHAPTER 73 - YOU'RE AT MY MOM'S PLACE?

CHAPTER 74 - BE CAREFUL

CHAPTER 75 - IMPOSSIBLE DIVORCE!

CHAPTER 76 - VISIT TO JI MINGZHEN

CHAPTER 77 - DIVORCE WITH JIANG XIANHAN

CHAPTER 78 - SAD AGAIN

CHAPTER 79 - FORTUITOUS ENCOUNTER

CHAPTER 80 - JI MINGZHEN'S ENTANGLEMENT

CHAPTER 81 - HUNG UP?

CHAPTER 82 - MENTAL SKILL

CHAPTER 83 - MISSING

CHAPTER 84 - I WANT TO SEE YOU

CHAPTER 85 - MISUNDERSTANDING

CHAPTER 86 - YOU WANT TO DIVORCE ME?

CHAPTER 87 - YOU ARE NOT ALONE

CHAPTER 88 - RESIGN FAILED

CHAPTER 89 - WE MUST UNCOVER THE MASTERMIND BEHIND ALL THIS

CHAPTER 90 - SUBMISSION OF RESIGNATIONS

CHAPTER 91 - RESPECT HIS DECISION

CHAPTER 92 - REASON FOR NOT ANSWERING THE PHONE

CHAPTER 93 - MISSED CALL

CHAPTER 94 - A TALENTED MAN AND A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN

CHAPTER 95 - OUTBREAK OF QUARRELS

CHAPTER 96 - ENGAGEMENT ONE MONTH LATER

CHAPTER 97 - NEWS FROM XU QING

CHAPTER 98 - JI MINGZHEN WAS CAUSING TROUBLE FOR NO REASON

CHAPTER 99 - HAVE YOU HAD ENOUGH

CHAPTER 100 - EYE INTERVIEW

CHAPTER 1 - WHO IS MRS JIANG?

Lin Zhou city, An He district, the villas stood in a line. The buildings were arranged in an orderly fashion, and both inside and outside, they exuded an exquisite and noble aura.

When Jiang Xianxing walked in, she saw An Ning standing in front of the French window. She was holding a transparent wine cup in her white hands. There was even a hint of red wine in the corner of the glass. The front half of her body was leaning against the window. She seemed to be lost in thought as her gaze wandered over the gorgeous scenery outside the window. The corners of her mouth carried a faint smile, as well as happiness and sadness.

He stepped forward and grabbed the wine cup before An Ning could drink another mouthful. An Ning looked at him with a slightly cold gaze, and asked with a cold voice, How dare you get drunk?

An Ning's misty, intoxicated eyes were wide open, and her face was flushed red as if there was rouge on it.

Suddenly, An Ning threw herself at Jiang Xianzi, who was holding a glass of wine in his hand.

Give it back to me!

Jiang Jia Han carelessly threw away his glass of wine, frowned and pulled An Ning to the bathroom.

Jiang Jia coldly looked at An Ning's face. At this time, her face was still somewhat red, and before he could even react, he had already placed his hand on the side of her face.

Her face was very soft, as if she was sleeping in his hands. The warm and delicate feeling caused his mind to move, and his gaze also deeply focused on her face.

Slowly, he ran his other hand over An Ning's face. An-Ning seemed to be getting tired of being touched. Jiang Yi gave a cold, unreadable laugh, and then withdrew her hand.

The next moment, An Ning's hand went to his adam's apple, as if touching a bulge. Her hand flinched a little, then she put it back and forth, stroking it.

Jiang Jia let An Ning do what she wanted. His Adam's apple was slightly moving, and he was looking at her with a dazed look in his eyes. All of a sudden, his body swayed, and An Ning was lying on top of him.

In the bathroom, on top of the translucent frosted glass, a man and a woman's bodies were faintly discernible.

When An Ning woke up, she looked at the half-light curtain. The sky wasn't very bright yet.

She was alone in the big dark blue bed. His body was covered with the same colored blanket, and the pillow beside him was still as cold as ice, as if no one had come before.

Opening her eyes, An Ning blankly stared at the empty sky. In her mind, the cold handsome face of Jiang Lian flashed, and after drinking last night, her vague impression of him also became clearer.

An Ning bitterly smiled. She slowly got down from the bed and changed into a black and white suit. She put on a very light makeup outfit and, as usual, took a taxi to the Jiang Group.

Although An Ning was Jiang Jia's real wife, few people knew about her. She was just an ordinary clerk in the Jiang Group. The only person who knew her identity was Jiang Xianhan's first special assistant, Lu Fang.

When An Ning was entering the documents into the computer office on the sixth floor, Lu Xin led her into the computer room. His voice carried a trace of calmness as he leisurely transmitted it to her, "Miss Ji, Director Jiang is currently in a meeting. Director Jiang has instructed me to bring you to his resting room.

An Ning's fingers continued to rapidly move up and down the keyboard as she raised her head to look at the woman walking past her.

Which company's supervisor had come to visit the Jiang Group? Jiang Jia Han seems to care so much about this cooperation? He actually asked Lu to personally lead a person in charge to the cold lounge in the river.

An elegant female voice responded gently to the banquet, as if she understood the situation perfectly, Alright, I understand.

An Ning's fingertips suddenly exerted some force, causing a clear and resounding clashing sound to ring out. The sound of their footsteps slowly faded as Lu Xin led the woman up. At the end, An Ning couldn't hear anything clearly. That woman's voice seemed to be asking something.

An Ning stopped tapping the keyboard and stared in the direction the woman had left.

It was as if she had heard that woman's voice somewhere …

A light suddenly flashed through his mind.

She remembered!

One night, she went to fetch water. As she passed the study, she watched the screen with a soft and focused expression. There was a slight smile on his face, and his profile didn't seem as distant as it used to be when she had seen him.

From time to time, a woman's light laughter could be heard from the computer.

And the female's voice in his memory clearly overlapped with that of the woman he had just passed by.

If it was that woman … The woman he had met in the middle of the night in the video had told Lu Xin to receive her personally and bring her to his lounge …

It was as if An Ning's heart had suddenly been grabbed by someone, causing her to feel suffocated for a moment.

She did not realize that An Ning's mind did not belong to him. She lowered her voice, half excited and half surprised, as she said, An Ning, did you see the woman that Lu De helped me up there? I saw her last month when I was collecting the documents in the HR Department. I didn't think that she would come back so quickly and go straight to Director Jiang's resting room. Say, who do you think she is? "

Last month... Are they coming as well?

Yeah, I saw it with my own eyes when I got on the elevator on the west side. An Ning, tell me, this woman came to our company so openly and clearly she hasn't seen her before. Could she … It's' that one 'that's rumored to be Director Jiang?

An Ning lowered her head. Her expression could not be seen. Luo Yan was still in the midst of her excitement, and did not forget to be on guard against a division manager who would suddenly yell at them to discuss her superiors in private.

Director Jiang … Director Jiang's wife is not that lady. " An Ning paused for a moment before speaking firmly.

Luo Yan looked at the side of An Ning's face with surprise. An Ning, who had always been a serious and unscrupulous worker, not only participated in the speculation of gossip, but even expressed her thoughts resolutely, just like how she had seen with her own eyes the true face of Director Jiang's wife!

Her voice turned from shock. How did you know?!

An Ning's heart was filled with an indescribable gloom. I just know.

Luo Yan's heart was in turmoil.

If it's true, I'll kneel before you, An Ning. If you don't want to tell me, then go ahead. The moment you open your mouth, you'll amaze everyone! Could it be that you've seen Director Jiang's' that 'before?

An Ning shook her head. Luo Yan wanted to continue asking, but An Ning's eyes indicated for her to look outside, Luo Yan, Manager Wang seems to be coming over.

Luo Yan immediately sat straight and silent, looking at her heart and mind.

Manager Wang was a woman of around 40 years of age. If she caught him, it would not be a small matter. If she reported it to her superiors and criticized him, she wouldn't be able to get a performance award this month.

After Luo Yan went back to the department, An Ning continued typing in the data. After a while, she looked at the messy code on the computer screen. She had no choice but to clear it and enter it again.

Although she didn't want to admit it, her heart was in chaos. The densely packed characters on it were tangled together, but they couldn't be deleted and rewritten like a computer.

What is the relationship between that woman and Jiang Jian?

Jiang Jia's cold sweetheart... Is that her?

CHAPTER 2 - PROVOCATION?

It was more than two hours after the cold meeting.

He came out of the conference room, his brow creased, his left hand raised to rub lightly between his eyebrows.

Seeing that his expression had gradually slowed down and that he had regained his composure, Lu Xin happened to supplement some of the important points recorded in the meeting with him.

When Jiang JiHan had finished instructing Lu Dai to take over some of the tasks, Ji Mingzhen was told by Lu Dai that she had been waiting in the lounge for an hour. Jiang JiHan lowered his eyes to show that he understood, but didn't immediately head to his office.

Lu Xin didn't leave. His voice was slightly hesitant, Director Jiang, this morning, Miss Ji did not take the exclusive elevator up to the sixth floor. Instead, she went to the computer room on the sixth floor … Then I came to your office. Madam, she seems to have noticed Miss Ji.

Jiang Jia's eyes flashed with an unfathomable light. His dark eyes looked at the office in front of him. He gestured for Lu Cui to follow behind him and quickly walked over.

As she followed Jiang Jianhan in, she saw that Ji Mingzhen was not sitting in the lounge, but was leaning back in the outer swivel chair, holding a black pen in her mint green fingertip. Her fingers moved lazily. On her white wrist she wore an exquisite ink-colored watch, which made her wrist even more slender.

When Ji Mingzhen heard the sound of the handle being twisted, the sweet smile on her face froze slightly when she saw the feast on the ground behind Jiang Xianhan. She put the pen back on the wooden desk as if nothing had happened, stood up, and walked towards Jiang Jianhan with a smile.

I've finally got you here, CEO Jiang.

Yes. The cold light in Jiang Jun's eyes slightly moved, and he responded with a soft voice.

If An Ning was here, she would be surprised to discover that Ji Mingzhen was not as elegant and calm as she was in the computer room. Her charming tone carried a hint of caution.

Ji Mingzhen naturally took a step closer to Jiang Jia, her gaze falling on the man's slender arm.

The sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and at first glance they looked like tight, muscled forearms.

Ji Mingzhen lowered her eyes and wiped the disappointment from her eyes.

She could see clearly that Jiang Jia did not carry the black watch she had given him on her wrist.

Why are you here?

When Ji Mingzhen heard this, his eyes darted around, revealing a hint of brilliance. She looked straight at Jiang Jianhan and said softly, I just wanted to see you. Since you're so busy, even if I didn't come looking for you, you might not have remembered to come meet me."

Hearing this, Jiang Jia's phoenix eyes slightly raised, his expression didn't show any happiness or anger. He turned around and nodded at Lu Li, Special Assistant, you may leave first.

Ji Mingzhen's eyes immediately filled with joy.

After the feast, she followed him into the lounge. He leaned back against the sofa, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

Ji Mingzhen didn't disturb him. Instead, she whispered about what she had seen abroad as well as the interesting things she had recently encountered.

She tried to tell him that she thought he might be interested, but after a while, the man's thick eyebrows relaxed a little, as if he were sleeping.

Ji Mingzhen called out to him several times. She leaned forward slowly, her eyes quivering. Before the crimson lips could land on his lips, Jiang Jia suddenly said: Mingzhen, I'm afraid my wife won't be happy about your actions right now.

Ji Mingzhen's face turned deathly white. She bit her lip tightly as she stared at Jiang Jia's eyes, which were still closed. Compared to three years ago, his face was more mature and handsome.

Ji Ming didn't dare to make any more moves, but she wasn't willing to accept it.

Why?!

Jiang Jian clearly doesn't love An Ning, but why does he allow her to approach him, still taking care of her privately, but not letting her get close to him, and even refusing her touch?!

On the other side, An Ning's face appeared to be extremely focused. Her hands were moving in an orderly manner, her expression was flat. However, her brows were slightly furrowed, revealing a sense of anxiety from deep within her heart.

What was she worried about? Didn't she not care about Jiang Jia Han?

The more An Ning thought about it, the more upset she became. She simply took a break from work and went home an hour earlier.

When she returned home, she had just finished washing her hair when her cell phone rang non-stop.

He wiped his hair carefully with a white towel in one hand and tapped the screen with the other, showing nearly twenty unread messages.

She opened it and saw that it was filled with advertisements. An Ning shook her head in amusement. Every time Xu Qing called her when she was drunk, the next day, she would send her some unknown punctuation marks.

She continued to look down, and saw an unfamiliar number. The moment he opened the text message and saw the contents, his lips curved into a pale arc.

There is a person in my heart. I know he married a woman for some reason. I wasn't upset, because I knew he didn't love her. If I hadn't left three years ago, everything would have been different. But it doesn't matter. I'm back, and I won't leave him. He was fine, and a loveless marriage should not be his bondage. Isn't it?

The white towel in An Ning's hand slipped and fell to the ground like a blossoming flower. Her fingers trembled as she pressed the delete button. After clicking the delete button, her eyes glazed over as she stared at her phone for a long time.

At this moment, the wind blowing from the balcony was a little cold. She let the wind blow through her hair and was not in the mood to pick up the towel.

After a while, the phone rang. She picked it up and said in a low, indifferent voice, I'll be here tonight.

The corners of An Ning's lips curled up in a mocking smile.

Inside the office, Jiang Jia stared at his cell phone, which showed that he was still talking on the phone.

There was no problem with the communication signal and the loudspeaker. He could even hear the other party's barely audible breathing.

He couldn't understand why she didn't say anything when she answered the phone. She didn't even give him a reply …

She didn't want to talk to him?

A few minutes later, with a cold expression, he pressed the button to break it, ignoring the slight sense of loss in his heart.

He parked in the back of the house and frowned irritably as he saw that the whole house was lit only on the left side of the third floor.

It was a separate room, not far from the bedroom. One time when he came, there was no sight of her anywhere. When he finally found her here, he found that she was asleep inside. Even the lights weren't turned on. He had carried her back to her room at that time, not looking at the colorful paint and the jumbled sketches on the floor. Now that she thought about it, An Ning seemed to think of it as a studio.

She's painting in there?

What was she drawing, and who was she drawing? Was it a silly pastime, or did it have some kind of intention? He knew nothing about it. He knew too little about An Ning.

When the man entered, An Ning's gaze was still fixed on the drawing board in front of her. When she heard the voice, she turned her head to look. Jiang Jia had his back to the light, and a large part of his figure had already disappeared into the darkness. However, his handsome face was completely exposed. The pair of clear and cold phoenix eyes did not see her. His gaze fell on the drawing board in front of her.

CHAPTER 3 - NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS

There were no paint trays under the drawing board. Instead, there were several gray pencils on the table. An Ning had one in her hand.

On the paper was a portrait drawn with pencil. The face was not clear, as if it was not finished yet. An Ning's brush strokes were very light. One could tell that her master hadn't put all of his concentration into drawing, so her brush strokes were extremely light.

Jiang Jia didn't say anything. She just stared at the unformed drawing, her face showing nothing strange.

An Ning turned around and continued to pick up her pencil. Jiang watched coldly as she gently waved her hand on the drawing paper, causing a mark to appear on it.

When she was drawing, there was some kind of reserved brilliance on her body. She was like a pearl hidden deep in the sea. After hiding for a long time, she suddenly broke through the surface of the sea and emitted a bright and gentle light. If someone was beside her, their mind would be attracted by her current temperament.

At this time, Jiang Xianxin was also slightly drowsy. He looked at An Ning, who was also looking at her painting. There were only a few steps between the two of them, but no one spoke, as if an invisible gap existed between them.

He forgot what he had wanted to say. In the midst of the rustling of the brush, An Ning turned a blind eye to him, causing him to feel slightly restless. Suddenly, Jiang Jia asked her in a deep voice: Do you know that tomorrow is Na Jing's birthday?

An Ning was slightly startled. She thought that a well-trained person like Jiang Jia Han wouldn't casually interrupt other people's business. Perhaps very soon, he would feel bored and leave. She didn't expect that after such a long time, he would still be here.

The Birthday of the Scene... Little Jiang Jun is soon to be seven years old brother's birthday. Will tomorrow be Jiangjingjing's eighteen-year-old coming of age ceremony?

Jiang Jun Jing was from the Jiang family. She had met the person closest to her, so she really should prepare some gifts for him.

I understand. Tomorrow, I will go back to the Jiang manor with you. An Ning replied lightly without turning her head back.

Jiang Jia's cold eyes were clear and cold. An Ning didn't know that the man was staring at her back with a serious expression.

Why did you get off work earlier today?

The company allows employees to get off work as long as they have completed the day's work. I did not violate the rules. An Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The firm line of the man's jaw was taut. She clearly knew that he was not asking for any rules, and did not mention the reason at all. Anger welled up in his chest as he asked coldly, Have you seen anyone today?

... Yes.

The light in Jiang Jia's cold eyes lit up slightly. Before he could say anything else, An Ning raised her head and looked at the drawing. But it has nothing to do with me.

Like a fire thrown into a dry well, trying to radiate heat, but suddenly dead.

The man's lips curved into a cold smile as he turned around and walked away.

Jiang Jia left in cold weather...

A faint mist rose in An Ning's eyes.

She rarely came here, and knowing that Jiang Jia was coming, she decided to avoid him for the time being.

Holding the brush, he tried to vent the bitterness in his heart. She did not know why, but when she thought of that strange letter, she changed the topic and slowly sketched out a woman's face.

Jiang Jia seemed to want to ask this question, but she was not in the mood to question the woman about her relationship with him. She was afraid that he would give her a cold None of your business, so she cut off the sentence first. At least she didn't have to worry about his sarcastic sarcasm.

Outside, Jiang Jia did not leave.

His body emitted an indifferent aura, but his eyes flashed with visible anger.

A woman who knows that her husband is close to other women but doesn't care about them. Does this indifference mean that she has never considered herself his wife in her heart?

After a long while, An Ning bitterly put away the drawing paper.

When he returned to the bedroom, the quilt on the bed was very flat, and the cold wasn't in the room.

He must have gone to the study …

An Ning touched the cold blanket and closed her eyes.

When An Ning woke up around six in the morning, she didn't go downstairs to eat. Instead, she found some simple dishes to eat on the bedside table. After putting on her light makeup and carefully putting away the birthday present she had given Jiang Lianjing, she went downstairs with light steps.

When An-Ning came down, Jiang Jia was sitting on the beige sofa on the first floor with his head down. He looked up at the sound of her voice.

Her skin was white, exposing her fair arms. There was a thin silver diamond necklace around her slender neck, and she was wearing a sky-blue sleeveless dress. On her feet were milky-white thin heels, as she slowly walked towards him.

He had almost never stayed in the villa to eat breakfast before, so he naturally couldn't see the difference between her and her usual black and white dress.

He was about to speak when his eyes fell on the bag in her hand, which contained the empty bread bag and the carton of milk, and his thin lips immediately tightened.

There was surprise in An Ning's eyes. She didn't know why the man's calm expression suddenly turned cold and uncertain!

After she approached him, Jiang Jia coldly said, Let's go. He got up and walked outside quickly.

An Ning followed him. Before she left, she glanced at the Soup Dumplings and Rice Porridge on the table in front of the sofa and thought to herself doubtfully,

Had he prepared her part?

In the car, An Ning sat next to Jiang Jian. The man beside her let out a breath of cold air, and she simply stopped talking.

They arrived at the Jiang manor without a word.

When An Ning was led in by Jiang Jia Han, the man's face was already cold.

The protagonist of the day was Jiang Junjing, whose clear voice carried a smile as soon as he entered the door: Brother, sister-in-law, I've been waiting for your presents for a long time.

Jiang Jia's appearance was also obviously outstanding. Compared to the handsome and mature Jiang Jia Han, who had a similar outline, he was obviously a delicate and beautiful young man.

Of course I'll prepare it for you. With that, Jiang Jia Han took out the birthday present he prepared beforehand and handed it to Jiang Jia Jing, Happy Birthday!

Suddenly thinking of something, the corner of Jiang Jian's mouth curled up, and he looked at An Ning who was standing beside him with a calm expression, Your sister-in-law is also prepared.

He knew she hadn't had time to prepare anything, but the gloom had unwittingly made him want to take a little revenge on her.

He just looked at her like that, as if feeling his gaze. An Ning raised her head to look at him, but her expression was still very natural.

He didn't see the look of panic in her eyes, he just felt bored and quietly looked away.

He wanted to see how she would end up!

Sister-in-law, what gift did you prepare for me? Jiang Jian had long since suppressed his curiosity and went over to An Ning's side. He used all his strength to look at her handbag.

She slowly reached into her bag and pulled out something.

Immediately, Jiang Jia Han and Jiang Jun's eyes lit up.

CHAPTER 4 - WHAT AM I?

It was a finished product of white jade — a gyrfalcon. Its feathers were carved in an exquisite manner, and its eyes made of obsidian flashed with rainbow light.

He immediately put down the collection his brother had given him, and held the gyrfalcon in his hands. He praised his sister-in-law's cleverness, and knew that he loved the cruel and valiant gyrfalcon, so he was obviously very pleased with her gift.

When his father looked over, his eyes revealed a smile of appreciation.

Since this gyrfalcon had chosen his youngest son, he had been sincere in his decision to carve for them. When An Ning had married into the Jiang family, she had given the Jiang father and mother two unique sculptures.

Jiang Jia looked at An Ning with a cold expression. She smiled gently.

A well-dressed, well-dressed, cold beauty looked over. Jiang Jia's frosty appearance bore some resemblance to her. When she was young, she was known for her cold personality. She came from a famous family, and her every word and action carried the tone of a noble.

An Ning's family wasn't well-known, and her personality was silent and her demeanor humble. Not to mention that she hadn't added a couple of women to the family line for the past three years. Even if she did wear a jade carving, it wouldn't enter her eyes.

An Ning ignored the slightly disdainful cold light in her mother's eyes. After greeting Jiang Jia Han, she pulled him over to the side and started talking.

Jiang Xiushan, on the other hand, had been greeting some of the cousins the family had invited today. The Jiang family had always only invited the members of their family for their coming of age ceremony. An Ning asked the servant for a glass of fruit wine. As she sat in the sandalwood chair waiting for Jiang to turn cold, a figure appeared before her.

An Ning raised her head. Upon seeing who it was, her pupils constricted.

A graceful, graceful woman in a charming purple dress was waving a glass of champagne at her, smiling as she raised her goblet.

This is... The woman who went to see him yesterday!

The message that she deleted flashed through her mind. An Ning thought she had forgotten about it. However, at this moment, it all appeared clearly in her mind.

Restraining the emotion in her eyes, An Ning shook the sparkling fruit wine in her cup and signaled to her.

The person who came was Ji Mingzhen. When she saw An Ning's nonchalant smile, a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes. She then narrowed her eyes in a mocking manner.

Holding her glass, she turned on her pointy pink heels and walked toward Jiang Jianhan.

Why are you here? From the corner of his eyes, he slightly glanced at An Ning, who was sitting on a sandalwood chair in the distance. She was sitting there silently.

Chill, you asked me that last time. Ji Mingzhen looked at him coquettishly. Of course I'm here for the coming of age ceremony.

An Ning looked over from a distance. That purple shadow was in perfect harmony with Jiang Mingzhen's cold aura. Jiang Yan's cold face was looking at her as if they were talking. Jiang Wei's mother was watching them from the side.

Jiang Jianxin suddenly moved. Ji Mingzhen looked at his back in shock. The direction she was heading towards was clearly towards An Ning! A dim light flashed in her eyes as she followed the man's footsteps.

When Jiang Han was a few steps away from An Ning, Ji Mingzhen suddenly shouted in pain. He turned around, and Ji Mingzhen's face was deathly pale as she squatted down. He held her right foot, and her eyes were filled with pain.

What's wrong? he whispered to her.

It hurts, it hurts. My ankle is sprained. It hurts. Ji Mingzhen's eyes shone brightly, the droplets of water lingering at the end of her eyes. It was as if they were about to rain at any moment. She pressed her hand to the ground and refused to let the man help her up.

A few familiar faces from the family looked over with a surprised expression. Very few people had seen An Ning and knew that she was the real wife of Jiang Li. But now, someone recognized Jiang Xianhan's girlfriend, Ji Mingzhen, from a few years ago. Had they come back to life?

As more and more gazes fell upon the two men, Jiang Jian's expression darkened and he picked up Ji Mingzhen. Some people noticed that not far away, An Ning had a playful look on her face. They wanted to see if her expression was miserable as she interrogated her on the spot, or if she just ignored everything that was happening.

Jiang Jia also looked at An Ning with a cold expression. His thin lips were moving slightly, as if he was about to say something.

An Ning's sight was the exact same as Ji Ming's. She put her arm around Jiang Xiushan's cold neck. The smile on her face told An Ning that she had to get what she wanted.

An Ning looked away. She felt a dull pain in her heart that was hard to ignore. Her eyes were moist and her expression was slightly astringent.

Seeing An Ning like this, it was unknown why Jiang Xianzi's heart felt like it was being gripped by something. He subconsciously walked towards An Ning, and Ji Mingzhen's hands tightened around her waist as she stopped walking.

With a bitter tone, An Ning said to Jiang Jia Han, Jiang Jia Han, to you, what am I?

Then, he suddenly stood up and walked out of the Jiang manor.

Jiang Jia was frozen on the spot, An Ning's bitter question ringing in his ears. He had never thought about what the meaning of this woman was to him.

Just as he was about to continue pondering, Ji Mingzhen's pained cry interrupted his thoughts.

I'm cold, my feet hurt …

Jiang Jia Han quickly helped her into a small room outside the living room, then called the doctor to come over.

Ji Mingzhen tenderly looked at the man who stood diagonally in front of her after the call. Just as she was about to speak, Jiang Jia said to her in a cold and gloomy tone, Mingzhen, three years is enough time to change a lot. We're not going back in time... I don't want you to misunderstand my care for you.

After saying that, Jiang Jun didn't look at Ji Mingzhen's expression and didn't go out either. He sat on the sofa on the other side, silent.

Ji Mingzhen's pretty face was tainted with a layer of paleness. She lowered her gaze, which was filled with seriousness, as her heart raced.

After exiting the Jiang residence, An Ning's tears finally went out of control in that instant. She didn't barge into the mansion, but rather took a taxi and left. Instead, she stood outside the mansion's main entrance.

The wind blew and the tears slowly turned into tears. After a long time, when the cold didn't catch up, An Ning touched her slightly cold heart, wiped off the tears, and got into a car to let the driver drive slowly through. Finally, she arrived at a square near where An Ning used to live.

It was 5: 20 PM in the afternoon. The sunlight was not as dazzling. Many old people and children would come here. To An Ning, this was the purest and most flawless spot in her heart when she was down.

After a long while, An Ning finally returned to her villa. After crying for a long time, her eyelids felt sour and heavy. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When An Ning woke up, the pillow towel was wet. In the quiet room, her cell phone rang abruptly as she looked at it with empty eyes.

After Jiang Xianxin left the Jiang Mansion, Lu Dining called to remind him of the shareholders' meeting tonight. The moment the meeting started, he suddenly dialed An Ning's number.

You … He went back?"

Why aren't you talking?

Jiang Jia, An Ning's voice was hoarse. Suddenly, his heart was thrown into disarray. An Ning's heart was broken as she asked him, Without love, would you be happy?

CHAPTER 5 - LET'S GET DIVORCED

His dark pupils dilated slightly, and the call was cut off.

Jiang Jianxin didn't call back. An Ning stared absentmindedly at the slowly dimming screen. She let out a self-deprecating laugh. What was she waiting for?

She had thought he wouldn't love her.

It turned out that he would also play a video for someone late at night, silently allowing that woman to visit him. In fact, he was even hugging that person in front of her, not caring that she was right behind him …

Wasn't this enough to show that he didn't have a shred of love for her?

When the woman came over, her heart was in turmoil.

The message she sent caused her to feel both disappointed and fearful.

An Ning touched her heart. She suddenly felt envious of that woman, and was even a little jealous of her!

Had she fallen in love with Jiang Jian?

The phone vibrated. An Ning hung up the sharp ringtone, and it started to clamor again.

An Ning's white fingertip paused for a long time on the screen. She suddenly smiled and pressed the answer button.

Miss An, do you mind if I call you that? I am Ji Mingzhen. "

An Ning was silent.

Have you seen my message before, Miss An?

Aren't you afraid I'll record it?

... Of course you can do that and show it to me. Ji Mingzhen's voice was a bit sluggish, yet it carried a trace of contempt and disapproval.

I will. After all, Miss Ji isn't afraid of being criticized for saying those 'heart's thoughts' to a married woman, right?

An Ning pursed her lips as she heard the sound of panting breathing on the other side.

But soon, Ji Mingzhen calmed down.

Miss An, do you know why Xihan and I separated three years ago, and why he didn't break up with me after he married you? He is definitely not a philanderer. He will not be tempted by you if he guards me. He doesn't love you, does he?

When he spoke to you, was he focused? Will his heart speed up when he hugs you? Can you feel his love when he kisses you?

Ji Mingzhen's tone was clearly dull, but every word she spoke mercilessly tore apart An Ning's cowering heart.

No, not even. She closed her eyes, unable to deny it.

The more silent An Ning was, the more Ji Ming felt as if she easily destroyed An Ning's heart. It could be seen that what she said was the truth. She didn't say anything else. With a smile, she said warmly to her, Miss An, you must be going to sleep. I won't disturb you any longer.

The screen went dark. An Ning's heart seemed to have sunk into a very dark valley. She couldn't see the light of day.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jia felt very uneasy. He hurried home, opened the door with a pale face, and searched around a few places. Finally, he pushed open the bathroom door with all his might.

An Ning's body was immersed in the hot water. She leaned against the edge of the bathtub, the folded white towel on her forehead. The misty water vapor made her feel like she was trapped in a deathly still dream. Her eyes were half open, unfocused, and unfocused. The light at the bottom of her eyes was dark and gloomy to the point where it made one's heart palpitate.

Jiang Jia's cold heart sank. This An Ning was unfamiliar and miserable. He calmed his flustered mind, walked over to her and held her bare shoulder, An Ning, what happened to you?

An Ning let out a shocking sentence from her bright red lips that had been evaporated by the water vapor.

Let's get divorced.

After hearing An Ning casually say that she was