Chapter 28

Yan Feng’s face also darkened.

Jiang Ciyou really was serious about separating. He hadn’t told the family about Xia Ling’s pregnancy yet. Revealing it now was likely meant to make everyone think Xia Ling was using her pregnancy to force Jiang Ciyou out. How could they ever accept Xia Ling like this?

Indeed.

Yan’s mother was furious when she found out.

“Yan Feng, is this how you’re treating Xiaoyou? I tell you, regardless of whether she’s pregnant or not, I will never let her into the Yan family’s home. We will never accept that child either.”

“Mom, Xia Ling’s child is my own flesh and blood, your own grandchild.”

Yan Feng was also exasperated.

“Our family doesn’t need such a vile bloodline. All those years, Xiaoyou was kind to Xia Ling. When she was kidnapped by thugs, Xiaoyou saved her, took a knife for her, and nearly lost her life. She still bears a deep scar on her shoulder. And now, what did Xia Ling do? She stole her boyfriend when Xiaoyou was at her most desperate and vulnerable. Does she have any conscience?”

At that time, Jiang Ciyou had suffered betrayal from family, friends, and love all at once. In her moment of despair, she even tried to take her own life. It was hard to believe that someone so cheerful as she was could ever be driven to suicide. Just thinking about it made Yan’s mother feel heartbroken.

Yan Feng’s gaze was somber. “I pursued Xia Ling; this has nothing to do with her. If anyone should apologize, it’s me to her.”

“Fine, fine. You’re still defending her. You must be out of your mind. You’ll have plenty to regret in the future.”

Jiang Ciyou took Yan’s mother’s arm. “Mom, it’s come to this. I’ve let go. You should too. I may not be your daughter-in-law, but I’m willing to be your daughter. I will support you in the future.”

Yan’s mother burst into tears, holding Jiang Ciyou’s hand.

The old master sighed heavily from the side. “Enough, enough. Let them separate if that’s what they want. Maybe some time apart will actually help their relationship improve.”

The old master walked over to Yan Feng. “But I told you, you can give up your role as Xiaoyou’s husband, but that also means giving up your status as the heir to the Yan family. As for the company’s shares…”

“Grandpa, I don’t want the company’s shares or the Yan family’s assets.”

Jiang Ciyou spoke earnestly. “This is your lifetime’s effort; it shouldn’t be used to compensate for children’s emotional matters. I won’t manage the company and might disappoint you. I don’t want the shares, and I’ll return the property you bought for me to the Yan family. These were never really mine.”

Yan’s mother, deeply pained, said, “Xiaoyou, you’re just saying that out of anger. The properties were bought piece by piece since your birth. Even if you’re no longer our daughter-in-law, they’re still yours.”

Jiang Ciyou smiled. “I’m not lacking anything. Really. If you must give me something, then just the Greenfield Villa. The rest, you can use as a dowry for Ah Yin.”

Despite Yan’s mother’s pleas to stay, Jiang Ciyou still moved out.

Yan’s father supported the weeping Yan’s mother. “Separating now might not be a bad thing. Let them both cool down; it might actually ease their relationship.”

Yan’s mother, choking on her tears, nodded. “No matter what, in this life, I only recognize Xiaoyou as my daughter-in-law.”

Jiang Ciyou moved her luggage to the car.

After saying goodbye to Yan’s father, mother, and the old master, she prepared to leave.

Yan Feng rarely accompanied her to see her off.

Jiang Ciyou opened the car door.

Yan Feng grabbed her arm. “Jiang Ciyou, are you done making a scene?”

Jiang Ciyou smiled, somewhat puzzled. “Do you think I’m making a scene?”

“You deliberately brought up Xia Ling’s pregnancy to put her in a difficult position. You still care about this. You don’t really want to break up; you just want to force the Yan family’s hand, make Xia Ling abort the child. Jiang Ciyou, you’re truly malicious.”

Jiang Ciyou shook her head helplessly. “Yan Feng, I have hated you and Xia Ling, but I never intended to hurt your child. Whatever I explain, you won’t believe it. So let time handle it.”

Jiang Ciyou shook off Yan Feng’s hand and got into the car.

After starting the car, Jiang Ciyou rolled down the window.

She looked up at Yan Feng with a smile. “Yan Feng, this time I’m really letting you go. I wish you and Xia Ling happiness.”

With that, the car sped away from the Yan family’s old residence.

Yan Feng stood in the yard for a long time.

When she used to cling to him, he was truly repulsed.

But now that she had really left, it felt like a part of him was empty.

Especially her departing smile, that kind of relief, neither happy nor sad, as if she had let go of all grievances, made him feel a tight knot in his heart.

Jiang Ciyou, can you really let go?

Or is this just a show for everyone?

Jiang Ciyou left the Yan family’s old residence and drove straight to the Greenfield Villa.

The car stopped in the yard.

By now, it was getting late.

But the lights in the entire house were still on.

After a short while, a tall figure walked out from inside.

When Jiang Ciyou saw that figure, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Prince, what are you doing?”

Bo Jinxiu knew what she was laughing about and looked down at the apron he was wearing.

“I made dinner. I was waiting for you to come back and eat.”

Jiang Ciyou was a bit surprised. “You can cook?”

“Wait, how did you know I was coming back today?”

Bo Jinxiu’s lips curved into a faint smile, and his usually cold eyes seemed to have warmed up a bit. “A man’s instinct.”

Jiang Ciyou didn’t say anything further and opened the car’s trunk. “Please help me move the luggage.”

After the luggage was moved inside, Jiang Ciyou didn’t hurry to unpack.

Instead, she followed Bo Jinxiu to the dining room.

The table was filled with a variety of delicious dishes.

Jiang Ciyou was quite surprised. “Did you make all this?”

Bo Jinxiu nodded. “It took me three hours. There’s also chicken soup; I’ll go get it.”

Jiang Ciyou hadn’t eaten much at Yan’s house, so seeing the table full of delicious dishes made her genuinely hungry.

The two of them sat down at the table and started eating.

Jiang Ciyou tasted a piece of braised pork ribs and was very surprised. “It’s really delicious. How did you learn to cook?”

“I was sent to study in the UK when I was thirteen, and I stayed there for seven years.” He said briefly.

Jiang Ciyou understood immediately.

The UK is known for its lack of good food, and British cuisine is notoriously unappetizing. To get authentic Chinese food, students had to cook for themselves. Hence, most students develop exceptional cooking skills.

“Do you usually cook for yourself?”

Bo Jinxiu shook his head. “Not often. Today is a celebration.”

“A celebration for what?”

The man said lightly, “To celebrate Miss Jiang coming to the light.”

After dinner, Bo Jinxiu voluntarily went to the kitchen to clean up.

Jiang Ciyou stood at the door with a cup of coffee, watching him wash the dishes inside the kitchen.

The man’s model-like figure and perfect proportions made even his back look enticing.

In public, he always seemed aloof and noble, as if untouchable.

But in front of Jiang Ciyou, he seemed like a different person.

Thinking about these past three years.

Jiang Ciyou had never lifted a finger in the house.

This man could handle household chores, tidy up clothes, and be inventive in bed. Afterwards, he would gently bathe her.

She used to think he was just a charming creature meticulously trained to captivate hearts.

But oddly enough, he held such a distinguished status.

Even now, Jiang Ciyou still felt conflicted.

After finishing up, the man came out of the kitchen.

Seeing Jiang Ciyou holding a cup of coffee, he frowned. “Drinking coffee this late? Don’t you want to sleep?”

Jiang Ciyou smiled. “I’m usually insomniac, so it doesn’t matter.”

Jiang Ciyou had a problem with insomnia and could only manage to sleep for about three hours a night.

Bo Jinxiu, who had slept with her for three years, was aware of this.

She often tossed and turned at night, and sometimes she would get up if she couldn’t sleep.

On countless nights, whenever he opened his eyes, she would be on the balcony’s lounger, stargazing.

Bo Jinxiu raised his eyebrows slightly, his gaze dark and deep.

“Not sleeping isn’t so bad. We can do other things.”