Jiang Ziyu noticed Shen Lin's gaze, recalling that he was the one who sent the check six years ago. Had she been recognized?
Pretending to be calm, she asked, "Who are you? Why aren't you leaving?"
Shen Lin scrutinized Jiang Ziyu, then felt she wasn't that similar after all. The woman six years ago was young and naive, while the woman before him was cold and imposing, mature and domineering—two entirely different people.
"Young Madam, please calm your anger. I will leave now."
Before long, only Jiang Ziyu and Di Mingjue remained in the room.
Fortunately, Di Mingjue couldn't see, or her flushed cheeks would surely be mocked.
A kiss after six years was also Jiang Ziyu's second kiss... Unexpectedly, both were given to this man, Di Mingjue.
Jiang Ziyu, usually bold and commanding, suddenly became a shy little woman in matters like these.
Di Mingjue also felt uncomfortable.
He had always maintained his purity, with only one night of passion with Qianqian's mother six years ago. He hadn't expected Jiang Ziyu to take advantage of him now.
"How can you be so thirsty, not letting go of even a recently awakened vegetative patient!"
Jiang Ziyu hadn't expected Di Mingjue's mouth to be so foul. He had kissed her, yet now he was blaming her.
Stupid man! Wicked man!
Let's see how she'll deal with him!
Jiang Ziyu took out her silver needle case and directly inserted the needles into the acupuncture points around Di Mingjue's eyes.
"Don't move around, I'm treating your eyes!"
Di Mingjue wanted to move, but his body was somewhat out of control, as if his acupoints had been sealed.
Everything went dark, and as he lay on the bed, he felt like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
Di Mingjue felt his clothes being removed, and a series of cool sensations washed over him...
"Jiang Ziyu! What are you doing!"
"You hooligan, why are you taking off my clothes!"
"Young Master Di, don't misunderstand. I am washing your body," Jiang Ziyu chuckled triumphantly.
She had deliberately bullied Di Mingjue because he had wrongly accused her. He was the one who took advantage, yet he blamed her for being a hooligan, so she shouldn't be blamed for truly acting like one.
Jiang Ziyu originally just wanted to teach Di Mingjue a small lesson, but she didn't expect to actually ignite his passion.
She saw with her own eyes that his lower half had become magnificent...
Heavens! The size was truly astonishing.
Jiang Ziyu's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.
Di Mingjue's voice grew hoarse, "Jiang Ziyu! Are you this desperate?"
"You've made me like this, are you planning to force yourself on me?"
Jiang Ziyu's ears felt hot with shame, "Young Master Di, this is a misunderstanding..."
Di Mingjue, relying on his senses, grabbed Jiang Ziyu's wrist and pressed it towards that area...
Hot, scalding...
Feeling the heat in her hand, Jiang Ziyu's mind exploded like fireworks, losing all sense of direction.
This, this...
Di Mingjue had actually placed her hand on...
"Tell me, how should this be resolved?"
"I..."
Jiang Ziyu fled in panic, terrified.
Having provoked Di Mingjue to this extent, she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would be...
So close.
This Di Mingjue is too dangerous.
She would never dare provoke him again!
The next morning, Jiang Ziyu took Qianqian to the wedding room.
As soon as they arrived downstairs, she saw Zhao Yanxia and a young woman walking towards them.
She didn't want to pay them any mind, but Zhao Yanxia angrily shouted, "Stop!"
"You little vixen, why are you running? I haven't settled the score with you from yesterday."
Jiang Ziyu glanced at her indifferently, "Third sister-in-law, what do you want to say? Did the two slaps yesterday satisfy you? Do you want a few more?"
"You! What did you say!"
Zhao Yanxia was so angry she was panting, but fearing Jiang Ziyu's skills, she dared not throw a tantrum.
"Can't you hear clearly? Shall I show you the taste again?"
As she spoke, Jiang Ziyu rubbed her hands together, scaring Zhao Yanxia into retreating repeatedly.
"You, you, you dare! You little slut, don't think Grandma truly favors you. Yesterday, it was agreed I'd kneel for three days, but when my Dong Sheng pleaded, she still let me out. Hmph! Grandma still favors the third branch the most."
Jiang Ziyu offered no comment on this. The old madam might have her reasons.
Jiang Ziyu, too lazy to waste words with such a brainless woman, picked up Qianqian and left.
"Damn woman! What kind of attitude is that, not even respecting the family matriarch!"
"Hmph! Don't think you've secured the position of Di family granddaughter-in-law. I'll find a way to pull you down. Xin Yi and Mingjue are childhood sweethearts who were betrothed as infants. With her around, you'll be swept out before long."
Zhao Yanxia aggressively bumped into Jiang Ziyu and then led Song Xinyi upstairs.
As they passed each other, Song Xinyi shot Jiang Ziyu a jealous glance.
This woman had skin as white as snow and eyebrows like paintings. Her rosy lips exuded a faint glow. Her slender figure was shapely. She was as beautiful as a flower, yet refined rather than flirtatious.
This Jiang Ziyu must not remain in the Di family! What if Mingjue developed feelings for her...
Song Xinyi was the daughter of Di Mingjue's mother's best friend, a dignified and accomplished young lady. She had harbored a secret crush on Di Mingjue since childhood, but he had ignored her all these years.
She had previously sought various opportunities to approach Di Mingjue. After he fell into a coma, she hadn't visited. Now, hearing that Di Mingjue had awakened, she rushed back.
Entering the room, Song Xinyi saw the man she hadn't seen in three years.
The man's appearance was still extraordinarily handsome, but he had become much thinner and lacked energy.
"Brother Mingjue, I've come to see you," Song Xinyi said in a sweet voice, rushing to the bedside.
She wanted to hug Di Mingjue but was pushed away by him.
"Who are you?"
The man's cold question made Song Xinyi's face fall.
"I, I'm Xinyi, Brother Mingjue, don't you remember me?"
Song Xinyi was very surprised. Her appearance hadn't changed much, so Di Mingjue shouldn't not recognize her. xxs
Looking closely, Song Xinyi noticed Di Mingjue's eyes were vacant, like those of a blind person...
Song Xinyi was utterly shocked.
Di Mingjue, the proud son of heaven, had finally awakened only to become blind.
Zhao Yanxia also noticed this, her mouth almost splitting into a grin. How could a crippled and blind invalid compete with their third branch for the position of family head?
Upon learning this, Zhao Yanxia left with peace of mind. No matter how arrogant Jiang Ziyu was, wouldn't she still have to care for this useless Di Mingjue!
Di Mingjue paused for a moment, recalling the name Song Xinyi in his mind, but he still showed no pleasant expression.
"What are you doing here?"
Song Xinyi suppressed her disappointment. "I heard you woke up, so I came to see you. Brother Mingjue, I've been so worried about you, and I'm truly happy you're awake now."
"I've seen you now, you can leave."
Di Mingjue had always been cold towards women, only showing tenderness to the woman six years ago.
"I..."
"Miss Song, thank you so much for your concern for my husband," Jiang Ziyu said in a clear, cold tone.
"But Miss Song seems to have a fiancé. Shouldn't you maintain some distance from my husband?"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Ziyu knew about this and even said it in front of Di Mingjue.
Song Xinyi's face turned red with embarrassment, and she retorted, "That's a betrothal arranged by the family. I don't acknowledge it. My heart truly belongs to Brother Mingjue!"
Di Mingjue frowned, his voice cold and harsh, "I don't need your affection. You should marry as planned and live your life."
Hearing this, Song Xinyi's face instantly lost all color.
Di Mingjue was as heartless to her as ever.
"I..."
"You should leave. Don't disturb my rest here!"
Hearing Di Mingjue's cold voice, Song Xinyi left awkwardly.
Although Di Mingjue was now crippled, his status was still incomparably noble, far superior to the fiancé arranged by her family. She still had to find a way to win over Di Mingjue.
Song Xinyi's calculating gaze fell on Qianqian.
She squatted beside Qianqian with a smile, "Little darling, your name is Qianqian, isn't it? Auntie is a good friend of your daddy. Would you like to come to Auntie's place to play for a few days? Auntie has very beautiful Barbie dolls."
Qianqian shook her head and refused.
This woman was very unfriendly to Mommy, and she disliked her.
Qianqian pouted and ran to Jiang Ziyu, clinging to her leg dependently.
This little appearance melted Jiang Ziyu's heart.
Qianqian was too adorable.
She picked up Qianqian and kissed her before saying, "Miss Song, put away your fake kindness. If you truly liked Qianqian, why haven't you come to accompany and protect her all these years?"
"Also, if you truly liked Di Mingjue, you should have stayed by his side and cared for him throughout these three years of his coma."
"To put it bluntly, you love Di Mingjue's status and position."
Song Xinyi's face turned from pale to red under Jiang Ziyu's words, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
This Jiang Ziyu was truly difficult to deal with.
Song Xinyi gritted her teeth, shot Jiang Ziyu a hateful glare, and then slunk away.
Jiang Ziyu treated it as a minor interruption, spending the rest of the time accompanying Qianqian with her homework and games.
They played until noon before returning.
As soon as they reached the room, Qianqian was so scared she sat on the ground, trembling as she pointed inside.
Jiang Ziyu followed her gaze and saw Di Mingjue lying in a pool of blood, blood trickling from his forehead...