Chapter 27: I’m Sorry, I’m Late

Lu Jianshen returned her a smile, nodded slightly, signaling her to rest assured. He had already heard that Ye Meiping and Jiang Rourou were not good people before meeting them, and after meeting them, he felt even more directly that they were up to no good. Under such circumstances, he naturally would not fall for their tricks.

Moreover, Ye Meiping and Jiang Rourou’s little schemes were obvious at a glance.

Not only the two of them, but even Chunhua found it strange. Ye Meiping didn’t seem like the kind of generous person. Usually, if someone took even a needle or thread from her, she would be very upset and would go to great lengths to get it back. Yet, this person actually cooked for her. Earlier, her eyes were practically trying to chase her out.

This is not an exaggeration, really.

Jiang Rourou, seeing their wary expressions, felt a little unhappy. Having such a mother was truly unhelpful and even detrimental; what good could she expect from her?

Seeing that they were suspicious, she could only try to dispel their doubts.

“Cough, my mother is just harsh-tongued but soft-hearted. Actually, she’s happy inside. At least, she knows the basic courtesies, so don’t take it to heart.”

“…”

“Sister, don’t you think I’m right?”

“…”

Do you think I want to talk to you?

Jiang Xiangxiang rolled her eyes unceremoniously, but didn’t immediately expose her. She was also curious what they were trying to do and what bad ideas they could come up with to change the situation.

Jiang Rourou didn’t feel embarrassed. While she wanted to focus all her attention on Lu Jianshen, she was worried that being too deliberate would make him unhappy.

Mainly, the two of them weren’t very familiar, and she didn’t know what to say. But it didn’t matter; once they truly lived together and she became his woman, things should be better.

At that time, he should have a place for her in his heart.

Thinking of that scene, Jiang Rourou felt excited. No matter what, she had to sleep with him; otherwise, she would be very regretful.

Lu Jianshen met her gaze and felt a chilling sensation, as if he was being targeted by something terrifying, and he couldn’t help but want to leave immediately.

However, glancing at Jiang Xiangxiang, who was still sitting there calmly, he had to listen to his future wife. Besides, he had come to propose marriage, so he was wary of what Jiang Rourou might do.

The few of them sat there, the atmosphere awkwardly silent. Only Chunhua was relaxed, lost in her own thoughts, occasionally glancing at Lu Jianshen, then at Jiang Xiangxiang, thinking they looked perfect together, and then smiling foolishly.

Jiang Rourou felt extremely uncomfortable and quickly got up, speaking smoothly, “Auntie Chunhua, you two sit down first. I’ll go out with my mother to buy some brown sugar water to make for everyone. My sister took all the ones at home, and I don’t know where she put them.”

Jiang Xiangxiang remained calm and directly pointed out, “So you’re starting to try to make me look bad? The things at home aren’t just yours; why can only you eat them, and I can’t?”

Jiang Rourou: “That’s not what I meant. It’s just that shouldn’t you have told Mother before taking them? After all, everything at home has always been under Mother’s control.”

Ye Meiping had already told her that the things at home were gone. Gone? How could they just disappear? They must have been stolen by Jiang Xiangxiang.

Yesterday, she was too flustered to notice. Now, looking at what Jiang Xiangxiang was wearing—wasn’t it her clothes? How dare she!

If Lu Jianshen knew she was a thief, dishonest, would he still want to marry her? Or would he think she was of poor character and no longer look at her?

Jiang Xiangxiang said aggrievedly, “Yes, everything at home is under Mother’s control. Since I was young, you’ve had whatever you wanted, eaten whatever you wanted. What about me? Sister, I didn’t say anything because I considered us family, so I gave you face. Do you really have to break this thin layer of paper now?”

Jiang Rourou: “But you can’t…”

Lu Jianshen: “Xiangxiang, how did you fall into the river that day? You wash clothes there every day, how could you fall in? If I hadn’t happened to pass by…”

Jiang Rourou: “She just fell in herself, accidentally!”

Lu Jianshen: “Is that so?”

Jiang Xiangxiang: “Of course not. I wash clothes there every day, and I pass by ten or eight times a day. How could I possibly fall in?”

She didn’t intend to let this matter go lightly. After all, it involved a life. The original owner died because of this, so both morally and rationally, she should give her an explanation.

Not taking action now was to torment Jiang Rourou, watching her be anxious and jump around like a clown—wasn’t it great?

Jiang Rourou’s heart was pounding, and she couldn’t bother to argue with Jiang Xiangxiang about stealing anymore. She could only retreat for now. If Lu Jianshen knew she was the one who pushed her, what would he think?

She didn’t dare imagine how terrifying that would be. It was too frightening.

“Accidents happen, anyway, you just fell in yourself. Even if you argue until you’re blue in the face, that’s how it is. Forget it, I’ll go help Mother cook!”

“…”

Before Jiang Xiangxiang could speak, she saw her run off, escaping very quickly, not giving her any chance to retaliate, very skillfully.

Lu Jianshen saw her unhappy expression and guessed something, saying softly, “Did she push you?”

Jiang Xiangxiang: “Yes, I remember clearly. If she hadn’t suddenly pushed me, I wouldn’t have fallen into the water. Moreover, when I had a high fever before, they were still discussing how to kill me.”

There was nothing to hide about this matter; she could just say it directly. Except for the secret of her space, it was better to be honest about the rest.

If everything went well, Lu Jianshen would be her future husband, so it was best to avoid secrets.

Lu Jianshen’s face changed after hearing this. After a moment of silence, he said, “I’m sorry, I’m late. I should have come as soon as something happened.”

Jiang Xiangxiang: “It’s not late, everything is just right.”

If he had come earlier, maybe she wouldn’t have even transmigrated yet, or she would have been stopped by Ye Meiping, or she would have been rejected by the original owner. In any case, none of those possibilities were good, and Jiang Xiangxiang didn’t think she could accept them.

Seeing that she didn’t seem to mind at all, Lu Jianshen breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he also decided to treat her well in the future and never let her down.

With such a mother and sister, Jiang Xiangxiang’s first half of life had already been difficult enough. For the rest of her life, he must let her live a good life.

Jiang Xiangxiang didn’t know that her casual words had softened someone’s heart, even causing him to swear to himself. If she knew, she would probably secretly laugh.

On the other hand—