After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 16

Wen Jiao descended from upstairs, effortlessly gliding in her wheelchair. Dressed in a finely tailored suit, she exuded an air of noble refinement.

Following closely behind her was the jubilant Xia Shishi.

Xia Shishi’s face was beaming with joy: “I bought so many clothes yesterday, will you try them on later, my dear wife? I’m so eager to see you wear the clothes I picked out.”

Wen Jiao: “…”

The butler lowered his head, listening to the conversation between the young lady and the young madam.

He desperately wanted to say the line that all butlers longed to utter.

It has been a long time since the young master/young lady has been so happy.

Although it was not obvious on her face, the butler was certain that his young lady was smiling—it was just not very pronounced!

The two sat down at the dining table. The butler, who had been standing by, took the initiative to ask, “Did yesterday’s meal suit the young madam’s appetite?”

Xia Shishi was flattered.

“Uncle Zhang,” Wen Jiao reminded him flatly.

The butler, addressed as Uncle Zhang, chuckled: “I was too eager. I’ll have to wait until Miss Xia formally marries into the family to call her ‘young madam.’ I look forward to that day.”

Everyone in the Wen family knew that Wen Jiao liked Xia Shishi, liked her very much.

Otherwise, why would Wen Jiao have taken the initiative to propose marriage?

Heaven knows how shocked everyone was when Wen Jiao told her parents that she wanted to marry Xia Shishi and would accept no one else.

Even though the law allowing same-sex marriage had passed in the country a long time ago, public perception had not completely changed.

The fact that Wen Jiao had someone she liked was already surprising enough to them. For so many years, Wen Jiao had shown no extra emotion toward anyone, let alone an affection for cute, soft small animals.

Now, she not only had a beloved, but it was also Miss Xia, whom everyone knew to have a terrible temper.

From being unable to accept it to finally resigning themselves to it.

Then, yesterday, Xia Shishi took the initiative to come over and spent most of the day with Wen Jiao.

Today, she came with a pile of gifts.

Only then did they believe that this was likely a marriage of mutual affection. Thus, Uncle Zhang felt he absolutely had to take the lead in offering his blessings!

Xia Shishi felt even more flattered.

Where was this? This was the Wen family residence!

She had actually received the butler’s approval—it was so incredibly moving! This proved that Xia Shishi had done nothing wrong in this life!

Xia Shishi felt a hidden pride. She nodded reservedly, her smile uncontrollable, far more evident than Wen Jiao’s: “Thank you for your concern, Uncle Zhang. I’m not very picky about food.”

Wen Jiao turned her head and glanced at her: Not picky?

She had specifically investigated Xia Shishi’s preferences before the engagement banquet; they were quite demanding.

Xia Shishi actually had the audacity to claim she wasn’t picky.

Xia Shishi also turned her head, met Wen Jiao’s gaze, tilted her head, revealing her smooth neck, and asked in confusion, “What is it, my dear wife?”

Wen Jiao silently ate her meal, saying nothing.

She thought to herself, It’s nothing, just that the way you looked just now was a little cute.

The dishes on the table were specially ordered by Uncle Zhang for the kitchen based on Xia Shishi’s preferences, and they genuinely suited her taste.

However, in her previous life, Xia Shishi had suffered quite a bit in the last two years, so now she genuinely wasn’t very particular. She was picky because circumstances allowed her to be.

When circumstances didn’t allow it and she was hungry, Xia Shishi would still eat normally.

More than whether the food suited her taste, Xia Shishi cared more about whether Wen Jiao liked it.

Xia Shishi clearly knew she still understood too little about Wen Jiao, so she kept observing subtly, trying to compensate through various details.

Only then did she realize that Wen Jiao was the one who was truly not picky about food.

But her appetite wasn’t very good either.

Xia Shishi pondered things while Wen Jiao patiently waited for her to finish eating.

After a while, Xia Shishi asked her, “Aren’t you going to eat anymore?”

Wen Jiao: “Didn’t you want to show me your gifts?”

Xia Shishi: “…”

Xia Shishi: “Is my wife so looking forward to my gifts that she finished eating so quickly?”

Seeing Xia Shishi’s sparkling eyes and her encroaching closeness until the two were almost touching, Wen Jiao pursed her lips: “Take your time eating.”

Xia Shishi’s smile broadened: “Since you didn’t deny it, I’ll take it as a fact!”

Wen Jiao remained silent for a moment.

It was Uncle Zhang who passed by and offered an explanation for her: “Miss needs to take her medicine later, so it’s not convenient for her to eat too much.”

Xia Shishi’s face instantly fell.

She lost her appetite too, poking at her plate with her fork and starting to waste food. Moreover, she lowered her head, looking utterly dejected.

Wen Jiao couldn’t help herself and reached out her hand. It lingered tentatively at first, and only after confirming Xia Shishi had no adverse reaction did she slowly begin to move it.

Wen Jiao was stroking Xia Shishi’s hair, comforting her.

Xia Shishi reached out her small hand and grasped the fabric at Wen Jiao’s waist: “Your illness will get better.”

She felt now that if draining her own blood could make Wen Jiao better, she would be willing.

She not only wanted the present but also the future; Xia Shishi had always been greedy.

She changed the subject: “I’m finished eating too, wife. Shall we go try on clothes?”

Wen Jiao looked over at her. The young girl’s smile was brilliant. Compared to someone like herself who practically didn’t know how to smile, Xia Shishi often showed a happy expression.

It was precisely because of this that Wen Jiao felt invigorated when she saw Xia Shishi.

Perhaps, with Xia Shishi by her side, her illness truly would get better.

Wen Jiao’s chest was pounding fiercely. Beneath her cool exterior, the blood in her entire body was boiling.

“Mhm.” Wen Jiao looked at Xia Shishi’s lips, mimicking her smile, and curved her own mouth upwards.

The slight movement was immediately noticed by Xia Shishi, who promptly demanded: “My wife looks beautiful when she smiles, quick, smile again.”

She placed her finger near Wen Jiao’s lips, lifted it upward, and then laughed heartily herself.

Worried that continuing the teasing would be too much, Xia Shishi stopped her actions with good judgment and pushed Wen Jiao toward the main hall.

From start to finish, Wen Jiao’s eyes were dark and subdued.

Her hand tightened, then released, and then tightened again.

Wen Jiao: “I can do it myself.”

She could operate the wheelchair to go wherever she wanted, as long as there were no steps.

Xia Shishi didn’t need to keep pushing her.

Wen Jiao didn’t like having Xia Shishi stand behind her.

Xia Shishi acted as if she hadn’t heard: “But I enjoy taking care of you! Once we’re married, we should naturally enjoy each other’s kindness. You’re good to me, and I’m good to you; that’s what marriage is all about.”

After saying that, Xia Shishi pouted and began to look aggrieved.

“Or are you saying my wife doesn’t actually like me that much and regrets it, which is why you won’t accept my help?”

“How can you not like me? If you don’t like me, then no one will like me.” Xia Shishi leaned in pitiably close to Wen Jiao’s ear, pressing against her hard.

The difference in their personalities was evident at this moment. Xia Shishi was very good at acting spoiled; she would say what she liked and what she wanted, then cling to the other person without letting go.

Wen Jiao, who had been silent since childhood and kept many things hidden in her heart, felt her throat tickle when she was clung to like this.

The joy she felt was tormenting Wen Jiao; she was worn down by Xia Shishi.

“I take care of you because I like you! If you don’t agree, it means you don’t like me.”

What a blatant distortion of logic!

Wen Jiao’s hand had no choice but to loosen again, and she frowned severely: “Stop fooling around.”

Xia Shishi laughed and said, “How can what happens between us be considered fooling around?”

It is fooling around.

Xia Shishi looked with a smile at Wen Jiao in the wheelchair. Although she couldn’t see Wen Jiao’s face directly, she could imagine it.

She had to occupy every corner of Wen Jiao’s heart and leave her no time for contemplation.

She would stand in every direction around Wen Jiao so that Wen Jiao could feel her even with her eyes closed.

Xia Shishi hid her little machinations and continued to push Wen Jiao toward the main hall.

As long as Wen Jiao didn’t explicitly refuse, she wouldn’t stop.

After all, her beloved wife was always insufficiently candid.

While she didn’t mean to blame her, Xia Shishi often thought, If Wen Jiao had been a little more assertive in the previous life, wouldn’t I have become her little wife a long time ago?

Xia Shishi curled the corner of her mouth, but it began to droop when she heard her phone ring.

She glanced out of the corner of her eye at the pocket where her phone was, pretending not to hear, and continued to push Wen Jiao forward.

Wen Jiao heard it and said, “Your phone is ringing.”

Xia Shishi lowered her eyes: “Someone I don’t like, why should I bother with her?”

Wen Jiao sensed that Xia Shishi’s mood was off, and her expression became serious.

Who exactly was calling?