After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 86

In the end, Grandpa Wen was still sent back to the hotel. There was only one bed, and it was impossible to actually make him sleep on the sofa.

The old gentleman had just mentioned it casually, and after finishing dinner, he called people to go out for a barbecue.

Xia Shishi did not go out. She looked at the dishes and chopsticks on the table, pondering whether to wait for someone to come and tidy up or to wash them herself.

Wen Jiao was a very tidy person. In a manor or a villa, one could return to their room first, and someone would quickly come to clean up, but in an apartment, it would take a long time to wait for an hourly cleaner.

Moreover, the apartment was so small that stepping out of the room meant seeing the leftover food placed in the living room, which would certainly spoil the mood.

Given Wen Jiao’s personality, she would likely attempt to clean up herself.

How could she let her wife do the work?

Xia Shishi decided to be a devoted little wife.

She began stacking the plates, catching Wen Jiao’s attention: “Are you going to clean up yourself?”

Xia Shishi: “Yes, I’ll be done quickly.”

Wen Jiao wanted her to put them down, but she saw Xia Shishi place her index finger over her lips in a shushing gesture, signaling for Wen Jiao not to ask or say more.

Wen Jiao was curious about what Xia Shishi intended to do.

So, she smiled and said nothing further. Xia Shishi’s cleaning movements were clumsy. This pampered young lady had not done housework in the first twenty years of her life, and even if she had watched others do it, her first attempt was inevitably awkward.

Xia Shishi stacked the dishes and carried them straight into the kitchen.

Wen Jiao waited for a moment, and hearing no sound of running water, she subtly raised an eyebrow, then wheeled her chair to the kitchen doorway.

She happened to bump into Xia Shishi as she was turning to leave the kitchen.

Xia Shishi was startled when she saw Wen Jiao, then stated with feigned righteousness: “Once they’re moved into the kitchen, they’re out of sight!”

Well, the truth was, Xia Shishi had hesitated repeatedly and still didn’t want to wash them.

She was unwilling to touch the greasy dishes with her own hands. Since she had the ability to earn money and hire housekeepers and cleaners, why should she inconvenience herself?

As long as she created the pretense for Wen Jiao that they had been washed, Wen Jiao wouldn’t come into the kitchen to check, and she could get away with it.

Wen Jiao simply gazed at Xia Shishi. Xia Shishi’s expression grew increasingly guilty, and her tone softened into a playful whine: “I still have homework to do, I’m very busy.”

Wen Jiao smiled: “Let’s wash them together.”

It was Xia Shishi’s turn to be stunned. She was momentarily bewildered, then realized something and closed her mouth.

Xia Shishi didn’t use the kitchen, so she hadn’t paid any attention to it when renting the apartment.

The kitchen was very small. It was fine for a few people to stand and move around, but Wen Jiao’s wheelchair took up a lot of space. Once she entered the kitchen, the two of them wouldn’t have much room to maneuver.

Wouldn’t such a confined space make it easier to take advantage of the situation?

Xia Shishi’s thoughts began to turn mischievous, but she truly didn’t want to touch the greasy dishes, so she cautiously looked at her own fair, soft hands.

Having never done chores, there were no calluses on them, only smoothness and softness.

Looking at Wen Jiao’s fingers, which likely had slight calluses from handling a lot of official business.

They were a little rough, but the sensation when touching them was very pronounced. Every touch reminded Xia Shishi that this was a caress from Wen Jiao, and she was addicted to it.

“Do we really have to wash them?”

“Let’s try. Consider it another life experience.”

Despite saying that, Wen Jiao’s movements were much more capable than Xia Shishi’s. From dispensing the dish soap to scrubbing, it seemed like Wen Jiao had done this type of chore before.

A flicker of surprise crossed Xia Shishi’s eyes. She had been spoiled by her parents. But what about Wen Jiao? She had been seriously ill since childhood, making it even more unlikely for her to do housework. How did she know how to do this?

Forget it, forget it. My wife is reliable. Why think about this?

Xia Shishi was in charge of rinsing. She took the plate with residual dish soap from Wen Jiao’s hands and rinsed it under clean water.

This task was simple to master. The dishes and utensils from a meal for three were quickly washed.

Xia Shishi looked at her now-empty hands, then at Wen Jiao, who was wiping the countertop with a cloth, and immediately leaned down to kiss her.

Her kiss came suddenly. Wen Jiao returned the embrace, but their current positions were inconvenient. So, Wen Jiao put down the cloth, pinched Xia Shishi’s pointed chin with her thumb and forefinger, and they kissed, their mouths intertwining.

While kissing, she gently coaxed her with the tip of her tongue, then swept past Xia Shishi’s lips and teeth, conquering the citadel with abandon.

Their relationship was always like this: Xia Shishi would tentatively initiate a small move, provoking Wen Jiao’s ultimate attack, which she would then receive squarely and completely. She was left without the power to resist, frantically forgetting what other “skills” she had, even forgetting her basic “A-attack,” and could only surrender to the assault.

It perfectly matched what Grandpa Wen had said: she was “bad at the game, but loved to play.”

The two of them wrestled in the kitchen, having completely forgotten that they were originally there to wash dishes. The dishes, it turned out, were not important at all.

What mattered was that the cramped kitchen forced Xia Shishi to be restrained in her movements, while the wheelchair-bound Wen Jiao, who took up space, made bold movements.

“Wuu wuu wuu.”

Xia Shishi’s mind was blank. She was nearly breathless, and the burgeoning emotions made her bite her own finger. Earlier, she had worried about spoiling her well-manicured hands, but now they were practically covered in tooth marks.

Wen Jiao cooed and coaxed while kissing: “Come closer.”

She was already so close. If she moved any closer, the kitchen would be impossible to clean.

Finally, Xia Shishi became exasperated. What was there to worry about? She would be going back to school later anyway, and the embarrassment would be all Wen Jiao’s. So, her movements gradually became more uninhibited.

“Wife.” Xia Shishi’s voice was soft and delicate.

She just loved to deliberately act spoiled around Wen Jiao, as she always received a response.

Hearing the term, the long, passionate kiss turned into dense raindrops, falling upon her.

Xia Shishi was kissed until she was completely dazed, supporting herself on Wen Jiao’s shoulder.

Dizzily, she thought, When Wen Jiao’s legs are better, I should try sitting in the wheelchair myself. It really is convenient.

Thinking this, Xia Shishi called out “Wife” again.

What does it matter? They had married as they wished, and the time they spent together was so comfortable and peaceful. Why not just enjoy it?

Night, in the room.

Xia Shishi had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. Wen Jiao gazed at her sleeping face, her finger tracing her cheek intentionally and unintentionally.

This time was truly beautiful. All the worries in her heart dissolved into smoke, leaving only reality.

Wen Jiao watched her for a while, her hand already resting on the wheelchair, ready to wheel herself out. She stopped her movement, frowned slightly, and abandoned the thought.

Instead, she supported herself with her hands on a cane and stood up, swaying slightly.

With the aid of the cane, she was able to walk. No matter how slow, she was using her own feet to make contact with the ground, walking steadily.

After arriving in the living room, Wen Jiao opened her laptop and put on a headset.

Fu Yunhan.

Wen Jiao’s brow furrowed slightly as she typed these three characters.

Xia Shishi paid a lot of attention to Zhou Xiaojiang and Fu Yunhan. Wen Jiao had initially thought it was because they had known each other for a long time, so she hadn’t given it much thought. Later, after the Qi Xue incident, the Xia and Fu families stopped interacting, yet Xia Shishi still paid attention to Fu Yunhan’s news.

It was the same with Zhou Xiaojiang. Xia Shishi insisted on pretending the matter had nothing to do with her, pushing all the blame onto Fu Yunhan.

If Xia Shishi was just reluctant to give up a friend and chose to deceive herself to remain kind-hearted, she hadn’t changed even after meeting Ye Murou.

It was as if Zhou Xiaojiang was somehow special.

Xia Shishi’s explanation for this was:

Signing Zhou Xiaojiang would be profitable in the future, and she was worried that Fu Yunhan might secretly cause trouble as a business competitor.

The logic made sense, but Wen Jiao felt there was another reason.

Xia Shishi hadn’t said anything, so Wen Jiao hadn’t asked.

Wen Jiao still took Xia Shishi’s words from the daytime seriously. She had many things to focus on lately and had indeed neglected Fu Yunhan’s side, not keeping up with his news.

After sending out the three characters for “Fu Yunhan,” she quickly received a reply.

“The Fu family? The company has no business dealings with the Fu family, right? And recently there’s been no competitive relationship.”

“Go check,” Wen Jiao typed the two characters.

If the Fu family were that easy to deal with, they wouldn’t have been able to stand on equal footing with the current Wen Group. Their foundation wouldn’t have collapsed in Fu Yunhan’s hands, especially since his parents had confidently left the company to their son back then.

In the end, a bit of information was indeed found.

Due to Ji Yan’s exposure and his testimony, which implicated a manager from the Fu Group, a small amount of trouble was caused for the Fu family.

Ultimately, the upper management stepped forward to clarify the situation, fired the manager, and explained that it was the manager’s private action, which allowed the matter to be dropped.

However, according to the intelligence gathered, the Fu Group had already completed the construction of a new company building, though they hadn’t decided what to use it for. According to the intel, they had originally planned to enter the cosmetics business, and many beauty bloggers had already been pre-contacted.

Because of the Ji Yan incident, the Fu family had no choice but to temporarily abandon their plans to launch a makeup brand…

In reality, there had already been four strikes against the Fu Group.

Knowing that Fu Yunhan was currently swamped with work, Wen Jiao stopped paying attention. She checked with her assistant about the company’s recent status before using her cane to support herself back to the room to sleep.

A few days later, while attending class, Xia Shishi received a call from Ye Murou.

“He came to see Sister Zhou,” Ye Murou had adopted the term “Sister Zhou” from other assistants, though she occasionally struggled with it. The person she was referring to was Fu Yunhan, the one Xia Shishi had been concerned about for a long time.

Xia Shishi gripped her phone: “Did they talk about anything?”

Ye Murou replied: “I couldn’t hear. Sister Zhou told me to stay, but Mr. Fu asked me to leave, so I was eventually sent out. After they finished talking, Sister Zhou’s expression was very unhappy. They probably didn’t reach an agreement.”

Xia Shishi rubbed her chin, guessing what they might have discussed, which had led them to the brink of an emotional breakdown.

Fu Yunhan probably hadn’t just come to see Zhou Xiaojiang to nurture their relationship; he likely had business to discuss.

If it were merely about feelings, he would probably only text or call Zhou Xiaojiang and ask her to come to him.

Ye Murou said that Zhou Xiaojiang hadn’t made any moves recently, so Xia Shishi didn’t know if Fu Yunhan had messaged her or sought her out, but she could confirm that, due to the contract, Zhou Xiaojiang had completely abandoned her intentions toward Fu Yunhan.

Given this, it was normal that the two couldn’t agree. Xia Shishi didn’t let down her guard. She then asked, “When did he come to see her?”

Ye Murou: “Just a few hours ago.”

Ye Murou had quickly found an opportunity to call Xia Shishi.

“A few hours ago, huh…” Xia Shishi made a quick mental calculation. “I understand. You continue with your work for now.”

Ye Murou also realized it was best not to arouse Zhou Xiaojiang’s suspicion, so she quickly hung up.

Xia Shishi, however, started texting Zhou Xiaojiang: “Your shoot is almost finished, right?”

Zhou Xiaojiang’s reply came a moment later: “What’s wrong?”

“I just remembered the school’s anniversary is coming up,” Xia Shishi typed casually. “Do you have time to come and make a guest appearance? It might help boost your visibility.”

The most important thing was to keep an eye on her.

Once Zhou Xiaojiang came over, it would be easier to continue probing for information and prevent Zhou Xiaojiang from contacting Fu Yunhan soon after a refusal.

To prevent them from going back and forth, and then both vehemently denying they were dating, claiming they were just friends, Xia Shishi decided to fully embrace the “villain” role. She believed Zhou Xiaojiang would be tempted by her suggestion.

Zhou Xiaojiang had no suspicions. She knew she was becoming popular, and Xia Shishi would also make money.

Therefore, it was perfectly normal for Xia Shishi to consider her visibility.

Since the two were currently in a contractual partnership, Xia Shishi’s proposal was certainly more reliable than Fu Yunhan’s. So, Zhou Xiaojiang immediately agreed and inquired about the detailed time and specific arrangements.

Xia Shishi replied with some non-essential details first, and then put away her phone.

School anniversary, huh.

The school was indeed preparing to hold its anniversary celebration, and it was held very well every year, especially after Meng Gui was admitted.