The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 401: 401: Jiang Family can now pick up their lunch boxes, Xiaolin's love at first sight

Chapter 401: 401: Jiang Family can now pick up their lunch boxes, Xiaolin’s love at first sight

July 8th was the Jiang Family’s anniversary.

The night before the anniversary, Jiang Wei’er returned to the old family home, it was late, and Xu Jiuru had already gone to bed.

“Mother,” she called from outside the door.

Xu Jiuru invited her in, “It’s so late, why aren’t you sleeping?”

She took a document folder from her bag and placed it by Xu Jiuru’s bedside.

“What’s inside? You had to deliver it so late?”

“My shares.”

Jiang Wei’er owned ten percent of the shares.

“I don’t need them. Either you keep them or give them to Brother Lin, whatever you think is best.”

Xu Jiuru propped herself up in bed and did not touch the document folder, “Take it back.”

“I don’t need it.”

Her tone was light, as if it was nothing important.

“Absurd!” Xu Jiuru scolded with a stern face, “These shares can’t just be given away.”

“Are you not my mother? How is it giving them away to just anyone?”

She retorted, as if it were only natural.

Xu Jiuru was momentarily lost for words.

This daughter was her late-life child, the tenderest part of her heart.

“Wei’er,” she pulled Jiang Wei’er to the bedside and pushed the document folder back into her hands, “This is your dowry. I have nothing else of value to leave you. You mustn’t touch it.”

Xu Jiuru loved her, and Jiang Wei’er had never doubted that. But her mother had been in a high position for too long, her eyes and heart filled with too many things.

“Brother Wei Li, are you truly not going to handle it?”

The date for Jiang Weili’s first trial had been set. The defense lawyer had stated their position, urging the Jiang Family to prepare psychologically.

“It’s not that I don’t want to handle it. It’s that I can’t,” Xu Jiuru sighed deeply, “Wei’er, do you think I’m heartless too?”

Jiang Wei’er was silent.

“But what can I do if I’m not heartless?” the elder’s eyes clouded with a slight red, “The more I do, the more the Jiang Family gets accused. Your second brother’s career is already ruined, I cannot jeopardize your elder brother too.”

It was the entire Jiang Family that could not be jeopardized.

In truth, Jiang Wei’er could hardly understand her mother. Wealth, power, children, and grandchildren—admired and followed by many—what more was there to seek? Life was but a few hundred years, and she was already past her seventieth year. Her ambition and desires should have reached their end.

“The transfer agreement is already signed, just keep it there. If you need it, use it; if not, just hold on to it for me.” Jiang Wei’er left the items behind and walked to the door, she looked back, “Mother, stop fighting with Jiang Zhi.”

The next day, during the Jiang Family’s anniversary celebration, Xu Jiuru attended accompanied by Jiang Fuxi.

“Chairwoman, you’ve arrived.” A middle-aged man in a suit greeted her from inside the club, nodding at Jiang Fuxi too, “Third Miss.”

Since the Old Sir of the Jiang Family had passed away, Xu Jiuru had temporarily taken the position of chairwoman. In recent years, Jiang Xiaolin and Jiang Fuli had been managing affairs, and Xu Jiuru seldom appeared personally unless it was something important.

“Have Brother Zhi and Brother Lin arrived?”

“They’re inside.”

Xu Jiuru, her makeup meticulous, smoothed her cheongsam and entered the club.

The Jiang Family was usually discreet. This flamboyant anniversary celebration was a first for them, inviting prominent figures from both business and government sectors.

Tang Xiang thought, “Something’s not right.”

Jiang Xiaolin leaned casually against a table, his body tilted slightly backwards, his casted arm hanging, “What’s not right?”

Today, Tang Xiang was wearing a backless dress. They stood on the right side against the wall; he could block the view from the left, but not from behind. Huh, he wanted to gouge out those few pairs of eyes that “accidentally” swept across her back.

“Isn’t your family and the Lu Family sworn enemies? Why did your grandmother invite people from the Lu Family?”

“To watch the show.”

“What show?”

Jiang Xiaolin remained silent with a smile.

Tang Xiang figured it was probably a major drama.

“Miss Tang.”

A voice came from behind.

It was a young rich man who knew Tang Xiang casually. His family had some savings, and he was somewhat interested in her. He naturally moved to her right side, “Haven’t seen you for a while, what have you been up to lately?”

Tang Xiang was lukewarm, “What else can I be busy with, just making a living.”

The young rich man joked, “Why such hard work for a girl like you? With your beauty, finding a man to support you would be enough.”

Tang Xiang didn’t respond, swirling her drink.

He continued to exude his charm, touching the high-priced watch on his wrist for the third time, “Are you free this weekend? My dad recently invested in a movie, quite well-received. Interested in seeing it?”

Before Tang Xiang could refuse—

“She’s not free.”

Only then did the young rich man notice the person on Tang Xiang’s left. “Young Master Lin, how do you know Miss Tang isn’t free?”

Jiang Xiaolin as if it was obvious, “She’s got to cook for me on the weekends.” He added without changing his expression, “We live together.”

“…”

The young rich man went back where he came from.

“Doing that on purpose, huh?” Tang Xiang was both amused and frustrated.

Jiang Xiaolin was straightforward, “Yes, deliberately.” His long legs lazily crossed, not looking like a noble but more like a mercenary, “First come, first served. I’ve been in line nearly ten years, why should he cut in line?”

Ten years?

Once Tang Xiang got it, she laughed, “Jiang Xiaolin, so you fell for me at first sight.”

He raised his head, looking straight into her eyes, “Why else would I shamelessly ask you to pay for the computer?”