After being diagnosed with a terminal illness, the fake heiress binds herself to a rough-looking man

Jiang Yu'an didn't eat much.

He focused most of his attention on Jiang Yu. Her left hand was not very mobile, and she would frown occasionally when she touched the rim of the bowl.

She didn't like eating green vegetables, and her chopsticks circled the plate of green vegetables three times, but she refused to pick them up no matter what.

He used to put it directly into her bowl.

He's restraining himself from moving.

Jiang Yu'an dislikes things getting out of control, and she dislikes being excluded by Jiang Yu even more.

But he knew even better that he had stepped across that line himself last night.

It can't be taken back.

We cannot accept it.

He just wanted to try a different approach.

If you push her too hard, she'll only run to Huo Li.

Upon hearing this name, Jiang Yu'an paused in her action of picking up a spoon.

Huo Li.

Jiang Yu'an lowered her eyes.

He wasn't afraid that the other party had a powerful background.

What I'm afraid of is that Jiang Yu doesn't know.

"I'll take you to school on the first day," Jiang Yu'an suddenly said.

Jiang Ruoruo suddenly looked up.

Jiang Yu almost burned her mouth with the hot soup.

"You said that this morning."

"Let me remind you again."

Jiang Yu muttered under her breath, "Just because you have a good memory doesn't mean I have a bad one."

Jiang Yu'an pushed the plate of candied lotus root to her side.

"I tried on clothes this afternoon. Aunt Wang had them delivered."

Jiang Yu looked up warily: "You're not going to buy me one of those neck-to-ankle wraps again, are you?"

Jiang Yu'an looked at her.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, don't wear tank tops."

"I'm twenty years old!"

"Even a twenty-year-old can catch a cold."

Jiang Yu was speechless, completely cornered.

Jiang Ruoruo, who had been unable to get a word in edgewise, finally spoke up, her tone cautious.

"Big brother, I also need to go to school next week to complete the transfer procedures."

This semester, Jiang Jiagang helped her get into University A.

Nominally, they were taking care of each other, but everyone at the table knew exactly what they were really up to.

Jiang Yu'an turned her head to look at her.

"I'll have the driver take you."

Jiang Ruoruo's hand gripping the chopsticks tightened little by little.

Forcing a smile, she said, "I just thought, since we're in the same school, it's convenient to go that way..."

"Not on the way."

Jiang Yu'an interrupted him directly, his tone completely flat.

"I'll take Jiang Yu to the South Campus dormitory. Your paperwork is in the North Campus administration building."

"It's just two streets away, let Old Chen take you."

The dining table fell into dead silence.

Jiang Yu buried her head in eating the sweet lotus root, trying to minimize her presence so that Jiang Ruoruo wouldn't see the barely suppressed smile on her lips.

This is absolutely awesome, really awesome.

Even though they went to the same school, Jiang Yu'an could still accurately draw the line of "familiarity" in Jiang Ruoruo's face.

The little ball of light jumped wildly in my mind.

[Feelings delivered! Host, this double standard from your brother is a game-changer in the world of female rivalry!]

Jiang Yu almost choked on the lotus root slice in her mouth, and quickly lowered her head to drink soup to cover it up.

Jiang Yu'an noticed her shoulders trembling slightly, but didn't expose her.

He could probably guess what made her happy.

This wickedness is still the same Jiang Yu she always was.

---

The lunch break is coming to an end.

Jiang Yu picked up the last piece of candied lotus root and chewed it very slowly.

Jiang Yu'an sat down beside him, having already put down his chopsticks and holding a cup of tea in his hand.

He didn't rush her.

Even Jiang Ruoruo sat quietly.

The second half of the meal was eaten in complete silence.

Jiang Yu was about to put down the bowl.

Jiang Yu'an's phone vibrated in his pocket.

It was a phone call, and it vibrated for a long time.

Jiang Yu'an glanced down at the caller ID and his brow furrowed briefly.

He answered the phone, his voice low: "Speak."

The person on the other end of the phone spoke very quickly.

Jiang Yu couldn't hear what was being said.

All that could be seen was Jiang Yu'an's hand holding the teacup, frozen in mid-air.

He hummed in agreement twice.

"Get the original contract out. I'll be there in twenty minutes."

hang up.

Jiang Yu'an stood up, turned to the servant and instructed, "Have Old Chen drive the car to the front gate."

He then looked at Wang Ma and said, "Put the afternoon's medicine on her desk in advance."

The instructions were given quickly and in a very clear manner.

Finally, he turned around.

Jiang Yu was still sitting in the chair, wiping her mouth with a tissue.

Jiang Yu'an looked at her.

I watched it for two or three seconds.

There was no scrutiny, just a quiet glance.

My gaze slid from her hair falling over her shoulders to the loose gauze wrapped around her left arm.

Jiang Yu's hand trembled slightly under his gaze, and half a tissue fell onto the table.

"Brother, if you don't leave soon, Old Chen will be waiting at the door until he gets off work."

Jiang Yu'an looked away.

"at home."

These two words are both an explanation and a command.

Jiang Yu nodded obediently: "Yes."

Jiang Yu'an went back to her room to change her clothes, picked up her car keys and briefcase from the entryway cabinet, and strode out the door.

The sound of leather shoes faded into the distance, followed by the muffled slam of the car door, the engine starting, and the tires rolling over the gravel pavement in the yard.

The car drove away.

The intense pressure that had been looming over my head finally dissipated.

-

The car drove out of the wrought iron gate of the hillside villa area.

Jiang Yu'an leaned back in the back seat.

The Zhao family's contract has run into problems.

This is not a minor issue.

Three companies in the supply chain simultaneously stalled key nodes, and the timing was so precise it seemed like a coincidence.

Jiang Yu'an closed her eyes and pressed her nose bridge with her thumb and forefinger.

He felt exhausted. Not just physically.

During the several tens of minutes he sat at the dining table, he didn't say a single unnecessary word.

I simply served her wontons, pushed the sweet lotus root towards her, and reminded her to eat less fried food.

She accepted it. She ate it.

They didn't dodge.

But that sense of distance is still there.

In the past, when Jiang Yu ate something delicious, she would come over and let him try it.

"Brother, you should try this, it's super delicious."

The chopsticks were placed directly at the edge of his bowl.

Throughout the meal, she kept her head down, and the movement of her chopsticks did not extend beyond the half-foot of the table in front of her.

Jiang Yu'an opened her eyes.

The roadside trees outside the window rushed past.

He's gambling.

He was betting that he could stand firm on the line he had crossed without forcing her away.

But he was also afraid.

I'm afraid that one day she really won't come back.

---

Inside the villa.

Less than thirty seconds after Jiang Yu'an's car turned out of the alley, Jiang Ruoruo put down her chopsticks.

"Sister, big brother's gone, you don't need to pretend anymore."

Jiang Yu continued wiping her mouth: "What was I pretending for?"

Jiang Ruoruo stood up, holding the plate.

"You just took the food your older brother put on your plate. Aren't you usually annoyed by him nagging you?"

Her tone was barbed.

"You find it annoying in private, but pretend to be well-behaved in front of people. Your acting skills are so bad, you should really study acting."

Jiang Yu stood up and threw the tissues into the storage box on the table.

"Whether I have two sides or three sides is none of your business, as long as I'm happy."

"you--"

"Besides," Jiang Yu interrupted her.

"What's wrong with my brother serving me food? He's been feeding me since I was a baby, he's willing to do it."

If you also want him to feed you, go tell him not to try to make up for it with me.

Jiang Ruoruo's face turned ashen.

"Don't go too far!"

"Shh—" Jiang Yu put a finger to her lips.

"Keep your voice down, Aunt Wang just finished collecting the dishes. If you cry too loudly, she'll call my brother again and tell him you've been wronged."

When he calls and asks what happened, I'll tell him the truth: "You think my brother shouldn't have put food on my plate."

Jiang Ruoruo's lips trembled.

Jiang Yu tilted her head and looked at her: "Guess what he'll say?"

Jiang Ruoruo did not respond.

She knew all too well what Jiang Yu'an would say.

It has nothing to do with Jiang Yu.

She turned around, slipped on her silk slippers, and went upstairs, slamming the door shut.

Jiang Yu stood in the restaurant, listening to the commotion upstairs, and rolled her eyes.

Aunt Wang poked her head out from the kitchen: "Miss, the medicine is ready, it's on your table."

"Thank you, Aunt Wang."

Jiang Yu went upstairs and locked the door.