Chapter 8: A Gift for You

“Pah pah pah… No…” Jiang Xianhui turned her head, regretfully saying to Jiang Xianli, “Second sister, I didn’t mean to…”

“Slap!”

Before she could finish, Jiang Xianli slapped her across the face.

“Jiang Xianhui, you’re twenty-one years old and have worked for three years, yet you have no sense of decency? You spread rumors about others, and your mouth is like a cesspool?

Before I married Xie Jingcheng, I didn’t even know him. How could I be a third party? Besides, Xie Jingcheng and Miss Ye are also innocent. If your slander ruins that young lady’s reputation and causes her to lose her job, can you bear the responsibility?”

What a good sister she was! In the last life, Xie Jingcheng and Ye Tinghuan had hurt her beyond recognition, and now she was dragging her down with them.

In this life, she not only refrained from seeking revenge against them but was also trying to stab at her heart and lungs at every turn.

Unfortunately, Xie Jingcheng didn’t occupy her heart, and marriage wasn’t something she cherished.

Jiang Xianhui covered her face, her eyes brimming with tears and a venomous glare.

Her voice was full of grievance, “Second sister, how could you hit me? Are you still holding a grudge because of me and Jianting? If you still love him, I can return him to you.”

“Slap!”

Jiang Xianli slapped her again, “Still trying to provoke trouble between me and my husband? Even a fool can see through your little tricks. I’m your second sister, and if you have bad behavior, isn’t it right for me to discipline you? What does that have to do with Wu Jianting? If you must tie me to him, then it’s that seeing him makes me sick!”

She truly didn’t want to argue with Jiang Xianhui in public. With that, she bent down and picked up Ye Tinghuan.

Everyone was stunned.

Ye Tinghuan was alarmed, “Jiang Xianli, what are you doing? Let me go!”

Jiang Xianli didn’t respond and called out to Xie Jingcheng, who was behind her, “Open the car door.”

“Coming.”

Xie Jingcheng quickly walked to the car, and Jiang Xianli placed Ye Tinghuan in the back seat.

She adjusted her clothes slightly, turned to Xie Jingcheng with a standard smile, and then resumed her gentle and sweet demeanor.

“Do you need me to go to the hospital to take care of her?”

“No need.”

“Alright, then I’ll head home first.”

“Hmm.”

At the moment Jiang Xianli turned to leave, Xie Jingcheng said, “You don’t need to try so hard to please me. You’re clearly already so angry, so stop smiling. It looks ugly.”

This time Jiang Xianli genuinely smiled, “I’m not angry with you, and there’s no reason for me to give you a sour face. Bye!”

She waved and rode off on her newly bought bicycle.

Unbeknownst to her, Jiang Xianhui and Wu Jianting behind her harbored feelings of deep resentment—one wanting to tear her apart, and the other wanting to strangle her.

……

When Jiang Xianli returned home, Aunt Wang greeted her with a smile.

“Madam, I’ve prepared bird’s nest soup in the kitchen for you. Would you like it now?”

“Yes, please take it to the second floor.”

There was a terrace next to her bedroom, where she could sit, enjoy the autumn breeze, and have tea and snacks—so pleasant.

In the evening, Xie Jingcheng returned.

He was carrying a pink paper bag.

“This is a set of cosmetics that Huanyuan asked me to bring you. They’re imported from abroad. Thank you for helping her into the car this afternoon.”

When Jiang Xianli opened it, she found not only face cream and foundation but also perfume.

Her heart instantly chilled a bit. She remembered that in her previous life, after being beaten on her wedding night, Ye Tinghuan had sent her a set of expensive cosmetics as an apology.

Not long after using it, her face broke out in a rash. When she went to confront Ye Tinghuan, she was humiliated by Xie Jingcheng, who accused her of deliberately framing Ye Tinghuan.

Now, this set of cosmetics had arrived for her again.

She didn’t harm others, but she wouldn’t allow herself to be harmed in vain.

Putting the items away, she smiled, “Miss Ye is really too kind. Please thank her for me.”

Xie Jingcheng didn’t respond but said, “You’re going back to your parents’ house tomorrow, right? I’ve arranged some gifts. Go down later and see if anything else is needed.”

“No need, just some casual things will do.”

They had planned to go together the next day, but just before departure, Xie Jingcheng received a call from Ye Tinghuan and hurriedly drove to the hospital.

Jiang Xianli looked at the pile of gifts in the living room, realizing that she wouldn’t be able to carry all of them back on her bicycle.

So she had to call for the car prepared for the daughter-in-laws of the Xie family.

“Driver Liu, please take me back to my parents’ house.”

Before Driver Liu could respond, the second young madam, He Xinran, came running over in high heels.

“Driver Liu, Driver Liu, please take me to Yuefu Hotel quickly.”