Marriage Seduction Addiction

Jiang Xingci saw it clearly.

Ji Yan clearly drank this glass of wine on purpose.

The hidden meaning in this deliberate act is far too profound.

Because it was too deliberate.

The two of them, or rather the three people present, were all acting too deliberately with this glass of wine.

Chen Youan acted deliberately because he didn't expect Jiang Xingci to suddenly appear. His appearance disrupted Chen Youan's plans and rhythm, and Chen Youan was unsure what would happen next or how things would develop.

The reason Jiang Xingci insisted on taking the wine from Ji Yan was because he knew what Chen Youan was up to, and he knew what Chen Youan had added to the wine.

But what about Ji Yan?
As the one who was being schemed against, she cared so much about this glass of wine that she refused to let go and even insisted on drinking it before him.

This is not normal, this is extremely abnormal.

Unless... she knows what this glass of wine represents.

But if she really knew, then why did she still drink it?

Jiang Xingci felt as if his brain was about to burst into flames. At this moment, he couldn't care less about Chen You'an and just looked at Ji Yan, "What are you doing? Do you even know what you're doing?"

Ji Yan looked at the glass he had snatched from her hand, slowly leaned back in her chair, her brows raised and relaxed. "Let's drink. Didn't you say this wine is very good? I can't wait to try it. Is there a problem?"

Jiang Xingci felt that she was truly witnessing the complexity and cunning of human nature at this moment, and she was so angry that she wanted to laugh. "Is there a problem? What do you think? Don't you know how it feels after drinking it?"

"What does that have to do with you?" Ji Yan retorted. "I've already told you not to interfere in my affairs, why do you seem to not understand? What I do is my own business, it has nothing to do with you!"

Jiang Xingci was speechless and could only turn to look at Chen Youan.

At this moment, Chen Youan seemed to finally understand something—the two people in front of him seemed to know everything, but if they knew everything, how could things have developed like this?
He couldn't think about this almost absurd scene for the time being. He only knew that he couldn't stay here any longer. Facing Jiang Xingci's murderous gaze, he turned around and ran out through another door.

Jiang Xingci involuntarily took a deep breath, then reached out, grabbed Ji Yan, and forcibly pulled her outside.

No matter how much Ji Yan struggled, she couldn't break free from his grasp. Moreover, as the effects of the drug gradually took hold, the warm, numbing sensation spread to her limbs, and her head began to feel dizzy. She had no strength left to resist and could only let Jiang Xingci shove her into the car before speeding away.

Fortunately, a famous private hospital was not far from here. Jiang Xingci drove straight to the front of the outpatient building and handed the unconscious Ji Yan over to the medical staff.

……

Tang Xu learned about this on her way home; the call was from Jiang Beiheng.

Although Jiang Beiheng told her in the most calm tone that everything was alright now, Tang Xu's heart could no longer remain calm. Without caring about anything else, she turned the car around and drove straight to the hospital.

Then, she opened her contacts and hesitated for two seconds when she saw Yan Shiyu's name before finally dialing the number.

Yan Shiyu answered the phone quickly.

"Ji Yan has been admitted to the hospital, did you know?" Despite being extremely worried herself, Tang Xu tried her best to ask him in the calmest tone.

"Okay, I understand," Yan Shiyu said.

Tang Xu was taken aback.

Yan Shiyu's answer was both unexpected and expected.

When did you find out?

Yan Shiyu did not give a specific time, only saying, "Just now. I was originally planning to tell you when you got home."

Tang Xu did not insist on asking further questions.

Ji Yan was so important to him, how could he really ignore her, nor could he let her return to the Jiang family and do nothing? Therefore, he was always keeping an eye on her.

They might even be secretly arranging something for her.

"I heard she hasn't woken up yet. I'm going to the hospital to check on her... Do you want to see her?"

“Go ahead,” Yan Shiyu said. “I’ll wait for you at home.”

Tang Xu paused for a moment, then simply responded with a soft "yes".

That's true, Jiang Beiheng is at the hospital during this time, how could he possibly go there?

"Drive carefully, there's nothing serious, don't rush," Yan Shiyu added.

Not long after hanging up the phone, Tang Xu arrived at the hospital, parked the car, and hurriedly walked into the inpatient building, finding his ward in no time.

However, just as he reached the door of the ward, he unexpectedly ran into Jiang Xingci, who was holding the test report in his hand.

Upon seeing him, Tang Xu was suddenly reminded of some past scenes. After a moment of stunned silence, she said, "You're here too."

Jiang Xingci used to be very conflicted about how to address her, but now he was much more relaxed and natural. He smiled and called out, "Miss Tang."

Tang Xu peeked through the small window in the ward and saw Ji Yan lying motionless on the bed with her eyes closed, while Jiang Beiheng sat on the sofa at the foot of the bed. Only then did she carefully push open the door and go in.

After exchanging a glance with Jiang Beiheng, Tang Xu's gaze lingered on Ji Yan's face. Seeing that she was still on an IV drip but looked normal, Tang Xu felt a little relieved.

Jiang Xingci walked up to Jiang Beiheng and handed him the medical reports. "All vital signs are normal. Plus, you had your stomach pumped. You'll be fine once you wake up."

Jiang Beiheng flipped through the reports and said, "This time, we owe it all to you."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xu couldn't help but turn and glance at Jiang Xingci again.

Jiang Xingci said, "I was lucky. I went there to get some wine today and happened to witness this. Otherwise—thankfully nothing happened."

"Have you found the person yet?" Jiang Beiheng asked again.

"We're still looking," Jiang Xingci said. "His plan failed, and he's probably terrified right now. He's definitely hidden away. But he can't hide forever. Don't worry, he won't get away with this."

Tang Xu's heart was in turmoil. In the end, he simply looked away from Ji Yan and stared at her face for a long time before finally reaching out and gently taking her hand.

The moment their hands intertwined, Tang Xu couldn't help but tear up.

When she reappeared before her after her death, heaven knows how happy she was. But who could have imagined that the closest moment after their reunion would be at this moment, when she was completely unaware of it?

Tang Xu slowly lowered his head, just looking at her, unable to say a single word.

……

Tang Xu left the hospital around 9:00 PM. When she got home, Yan Shiyu was sitting on the sofa, holding her phone, looking slightly dazed.

Tang Xu changed her shoes, walked quickly to him, sat down on the sofa, leaned into his arms, and reached out to hug his waist.

"She's alright now," Tang Xu said softly.

Yan Shiyu responded softly.

Tang Xu originally had some questions she could ask him, such as how he knew Ji Yan was in trouble, or whether he had been secretly protecting her from beginning to end, and who was the person protecting her...

But she didn't ask anything. She just held him quietly for a moment, and suddenly the whole story that Jiang Xingci had told her came back to her mind.

"What is she thinking?" Tang Xu asked, somewhat dazed. "Why is she deliberately torturing herself like this? Why would she deliberately go through these things knowing there's danger and trouble?"

Yan Shiyu remained silent, offering no reply for a moment.

Thousands of possibilities had already flashed through Tang Xu's mind, but she couldn't be sure of any of them. She also couldn't discuss this issue with Jiang Xingci or Jiang Beiheng. Only now, facing him, could she finally reveal her thoughts.

She slowly raised her head to look at him. "What do you think?"

After a long pause, Yan Shiyu finally spoke: "She wants a different life. A life completely her own, one that is not controlled by anyone else."

Tang Xu had already anticipated this answer, but when she heard Yan Shiyu clearly state it, her heart felt as if it had been squeezed hard, and she was so sad that she could hardly breathe.

"How could she think that... How could she do something so foolish..."

Tang Xu murmured, as if asking herself, or perhaps asking him.

But who can give her the answer?
Perhaps even Ji Yan herself couldn't answer such a question.

"Um... Chen Youan, do you know his whereabouts?" After a long time, Tang Xu finally asked again.

"I don't know yet," Yan Shiyu said.

Tang Xu slowly raised her head to look at him. "So, if you find him, what do you plan to do with him?"

Yan Shiyu lowered his eyes and met her gaze. "It's not my place to handle this. Just leave it to the police."

Tang Xu couldn't help but hold his breath for a moment. He really seemed different from before.

She still clearly remembers his previous way of doing things.

Tang Xu had some idea of ​​what happened to Liao Zhongyi, who had harbored ill intentions towards her, when he fell into his hands. However, the answer he gave was completely unexpected.

At the same time, it also gradually calmed her heart down.

“Well, let’s leave it to the police to handle,” Tang Xu said. “It’s not just that… given the current problems with the Chen family, the punishment he will receive is far more than that.”

Yan Shiyu sensed that her words were meant to comfort him, so he lowered his eyes to look at her and gently kissed the corner of her lips.

Tang Xu then looked up and said, "Mr. Jiang will leave the hospital around 10 o'clock to go back to the Jiang family. If you want to go see her, now is the perfect time."

……

As night fell, the hospital finally quieted down. Most of the ward lights were off, leaving only the corridor lights still bright and pale.

The entire corridor was silent; even the security cameras quietly disappeared.

Yan Shiyu walked slowly from the end of the corridor, stopped at the door of one of the wards, and finally slowly pushed the door open.

Only a small nightlight was on in the ward, illuminating the figure sleeping soundly with eyes closed on the bed.

Yan Shiyu stood by the hospital bed. Even in this dim lighting, he kept staring at her face, his eyes dark and full of suppressed emotions.

The ward was extremely quiet.

There were two people, one standing and one lying down, yet it was as if you couldn't even hear them breathing.

It's unclear how much time passed before Yan Shiyu finally moved.

He bent down slightly and pulled the blanket up over her.

He stared at her face for a long time before finally speaking in a low voice: "Isn't it hard to torture yourself like this?"

His voice was very soft, so soft that only those very close could hear it.

"My life, even if it's rotten to the core, is still my own."

Ji Yan remained lying there, her eyes tightly closed, her voice equally soft, so soft it was almost heartless.

Much later, Yan Shiyu's voice rang out again—

"Your life can be wonderful. It doesn't have to be rotten to the core; it's your own life. You decide what's best for you."

The ward fell into an endless silence once again.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Yan, lying on the hospital bed, finally slowly opened her eyes.

The ward remained the same as before, and she was still all alone.

It was as if no one had ever been there.

She lay there with her eyes open, staring fixedly at the small window in the door. The bright white light from the corridor shone in, hurting her eyes.

Ji Yan was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face.

Finally, she slowly closed her eyes once again.

……

Jiang Muchen didn't return to the Jiang family until the next morning.

As I entered, I ran into Jiang Beiheng, who was on his way to the hospital.

Jiang Beiheng's expression turned slightly grave. "You know what happened, right?"

Jiang Muchen glanced at the insulated food container the driver was carrying behind him and simply replied, "Nothing happened, did it?"

“If not this time, what about next time?” Jiang Beiheng said. “I thought that since you acknowledged her to the public, you would at least take on the responsibility of an older brother.”

"Haven't I done enough?" Jiang Muchen's somewhat cold gaze swept across Jiang Beiheng's face. After a light laugh, he spoke again, "I've publicly acknowledged her as a member of the Jiang family and allowed her to live in the Jiang family. Isn't that more than enough? Do you expect me to do everything in my power? You're asking too much of me."

Jiang Beiheng was taken aback, but ultimately said nothing and got into the car with the driver.

Jiang Muchen withdrew his gaze, turned around, and went inside.

He spent the whole night outside, and as soon as he got home, he went straight upstairs to his room to take a shower.

After taking a shower, he went downstairs again, poured himself a glass of sparkling water at the bar, and turned around to see Sister Ying walking in from outside, holding an envelope-like object in her hand.

"What are you carrying?" Jiang Muchen rarely asked.

Yingjie quickly replied, "It's a letter from Miss Ji Yan."

"A letter?" Jiang Muchen seemed a little slow to react to this somewhat archaic term, and then extended his hand to Sister Ying.

Yingjie handed him the envelope naturally and then said, "I've been receiving one every morning lately, delivered by the postman right on time every day... I wonder if some boy outside is pursuing me?"

Jiang Muchen glanced at the handwriting on the envelope and immediately recognized it as Tang Xu's.

Jiang Muchen was somewhat surprised that he could recognize Tang Xu's handwriting at a glance. After a pause, he looked at Sister Ying and asked, "You said there's a letter every day?"

"Yes," Yingjie replied, "There are... I estimate thirty or forty letters every day!"

Tang Xu writes a letter to Ji Yan every day?

Jiang Muchen stared at the envelope in his hand, still pondering the possibility of this, when Sister Ying took the letter back and said, "I'll put it in her room, she'll see it when she gets back from the hospital."

"Give it to me." Jiang Muchen took the letter back into his hand. "I haven't eaten anything yet, cook me a bowl of noodles. I'll put this letter up for her."

When Yingjie heard that he hadn't eaten anything, she immediately felt extremely distressed. "Did you stay up all night drinking again yesterday? Take care of your health! Don't take your youth for granted and ruin your life!"

She grumbled and complained as she walked towards the kitchen to prepare noodles for him.

Jiang Muchen clutched the letter, turned, and went upstairs. Then he pushed open the door to Ji Yan's room.

She lived in this room for more than a month, but the room didn't seem to have absorbed much of her presence, and it didn't seem much different from the other guest rooms in the Jiang family mansion.

Jiang Muchen strolled in, glanced around the room, and then walked to the vanity mirror.

When I opened the drawer, it was completely empty.

Jiang Muchen turned around and walked to the bedside again, bending down to open the bedside drawer.

The first thing I saw was a drawer full of letters, and as Sister Ying had said, there were indeed thirty or forty letters.

And on each envelope was Tang Xu's handwriting.

Jiang Muchen stared at the envelopes in front of him for a while, then tore open the letter in his hand.

Upon opening the envelope, I found a thin, yellowed piece of paper. Unfolding it, I saw only a few sentences written on it:
"It's raining heavily here, with thunder and lightning."

"I remember you used to be most afraid of thunder and lightning, but you must be much better off now, right?"

"I've been very busy lately, learning a lot and feeling a bit tired, but also very fulfilled."

"I had some really delicious pancakes tonight. You always like sweet things, so I'm sure you'll love them too."

A few sentences without beginning or end, without any focus, without a heading or signature, with only a date—13/6/27.

The handwriting was bold and neat, with a scribbled and sharp style, presenting a completely different style from Tang Xu's handwriting on the envelope.

Jiang Muchen's eyes darkened, and he picked up another letter, tearing open the envelope as well.

This time, the envelope contained only an irregularly shaped piece of paper, as if it had been torn off somewhere at random, with only a few words written on it—

"How are you? I'm fine."

This note didn't even have a date on it, and the words on it weren't as composed as the previous one. They seemed to have been written hastily and impatiently, but you could still tell that it was written by the same person.

It goes without saying who this person is.

Jiang Muchen glanced coldly at the untouched envelopes in the drawer, then pushed the drawer back, leaving the room with only the two letters he had opened. (End of Chapter)