Her Imperfection for Wifehood - Chapter 41

Chapter 41

In the morning, An Jing underwent two check-ups, received one IV drip, and took medication twice.

The remaining time she either lay down in a daze or sat by the window watching the pedestrians outside.

She had asked Lu Cheng to buy her a newspaper, but Lu Cheng, taking advantage of his authority, insisted that Young Master Xi had warned him last night not to leave the room for a second and to supervise the Miss’s rest.

It had been a long time since anyone had taken charge of her.

This feeling of being taken care of, surprisingly, felt quite good.

When Lu Cheng reported Second Miss Wei’s arrival, she hadn’t finished her lunch. She rushed to have Wanyun clean up. Both the room and she herself had to be spotless to welcome her Yinyin.

What was this called? A blessing in disguise?

“Yinyin.”

As soon as Wei Yinxia entered the room, she was embraced by An Jing. Before she could even call out “A-Jing,” she was kissed on the lips.

The two were like newlyweds after a brief separation. Driven by the intense, day-and-night longing for An Jing, Wei Yinxia indulged her and passionately responded to her kiss.

The lock on the door behind them clicked, startling Wei Yinxia.

“Don’t be afraid, I locked it.” An Jing didn’t let go of her kiss and moved with her to another wall.

“Mm~ A-Jing.” After relaxing, Wei Yinxia let out a soft sound and wrapped her arms around An Jing’s neck, calling her name repeatedly.

After kissing for a long time, An Jing gasped, calming the surging feelings within her. She lightly pecked Wei Yinxia’s lips, her voice husky as she asked: “Did Yinyin miss me these past few days?”

“Yes, very much. I thought about you day and night.” After a few minutes of kissing, Wei Yinxia’s face was completely flushed.

Stepping back slightly, An Jing’s expression became more serious: “Did anyone give you trouble?”

“No.” Wei Yinxia shook her head, her eyes modest with shyness. “Madam went to Weilanyin’s place. Father just forbids me from going out. He hasn’t been harsh to me in other ways.”

“That’s good.”

“Not good.” Wei Yinxia pursed her lips and playfully bit An Jing’s chin. She grabbed her hand and chided, “You’re not good. You’re always making me worry. The last time we met, the cut on your palm hadn’t fully healed, and your head was hit. Now your head wound isn’t even better, and your hand is injured, and your body is injured…”

Seeing tears welling up in Wei Yinxia’s eyes, An Jing held her, coaxing: “They’re just minor injuries. Aren’t I perfectly fine and lively now?”

Wei Yinxia buried her face in An Jing’s shoulder, tears streaming down.

Her beloved was crying because of her, and An Jing panicked. She cupped Wei Yinxia’s chin and kissed her again.

She gently licked away the tears from the corners of her eyes: “I promised you I would cherish my life.”

“You promised me more than just that.”

“Yes, more than just that.” An Jing smiled and kissed her lips. “Let’s write down everything I promised you, and everything you promised me. Whoever fails will be the puppy.”

“No,” Wei Yinxia refused without hesitation. “A-Jing, I only want you to be my great hero and only wish for you to be safe and sound.”

Her breath was taken away.

An Jing gave her the most intense kiss she had ever experienced.

Only when her tongue felt painful from the suction did she whimper and lightly squeeze the back of An Jing’s neck.

An Jing woke as if from a dream and instantly pulled away.

Wei Yinxia looked into An Jing’s eyes, filled with desire. She smiled charmingly, casting aside her shyness, and stood on her toes to kiss An Jing’s eyes, continuing to fuel her fire.

And her hands, while An Jing’s eyes were closed, skillfully shed her own coat, unhooked the buttons of her Qipao, and untied the inner lining knots, allowing her A-Jing to be closer to her.

Even though the marriage certificate was still incomplete, and even though An Jing didn’t know about the existence of the marriage certificate, in Wei Yinxia’s heart, she was already An Jing’s wife.

In this life and the next, she was her wife.

“A-Jing, open your eyes, look at me.” Wei Yinxia’s alluring voice floated into An Jing’s ear.

An Jing, who had passively closed her eyes, was already reflecting on whether her actions were too crude and beastly. After opening her eyes, being so overtly teased by Wei Yinxia, her hands and mouth were even more out of control. There was no room for rationality.

The mountain road was winding. The eager traveler reached a small peak and finally tasted the longed-for sweet little immortal fruit.

The soft yet firm texture was a rare delicacy in the world. Unfortunately, treasures were always limited in number. She couldn’t bear to swallow it whole and could only pluck and savor each one repeatedly.

Unlike the well-treated immortal fruit, another immortal spring in the forest was ignored. The spring water flowed gently, soaking the surrounding grassland.

A cloud-like skirt belt wound around the mountainside. The frail little fairy led another tall fairy friend to visit this immortal spring and poured out her heart to her.

“A-Jing, love me.”

After lifting the veil, the entire fairyland was open and unobstructed.

With the aid of the profound memory from last time, An Jing skillfully navigated through it, transitioning from a frantic traveler to a competent manager.

After the peak of pleasure, An Jing held the weak and sore Wei Yinxia and lay her on the bed. She gently smoothed her messy hair: “Lie still. I’ll get some water to wipe you down.”

The high-class ward had an attached washroom. It wasn’t large, but it was convenient for using the toilet and washing up.

But before An Jing could bring the water out, the door was knocked again.

“Miss, Miss Tang and Doctor Fu are here.”

The knocker was still Lu Cheng. He could stall ordinary visitors, but Tang Yunqing was not an ordinary visitor.

Wei Yinxia’s face was flushed red, her hand resting on her forehead. Her chest was still slowly but violently heaving.

“Wait a moment.” An Jing came out with warm water, answering calmly.

Wei Yinxia, lying flat on the bed, sprang up like a startled bunny, covering her chest and looking toward the door with alertness and shyness. The redness on her face had not faded at all.

“Good girl, don’t panic.” An Jing quickly walked over, put down the porcelain basin, and put her arm around her shoulder to comfort her. “Lu Cheng won’t let anyone in without my permission.”

In An Jing’s arms, Wei Yinxia always felt safe.

“Let me help you wipe yourself.”

“Mhm.”

Wei Yinxia didn’t refuse because she didn’t know if she and An Jing would ever have such an intimate and unreserved moment again after today.

After getting dressed, she clung to An Jing, kissing her repeatedly: “A-Jing, you must be safe and sound.”

“I will be.”

An Jing, who opened the door after a long delay, was inevitably scolded and criticized by Tang Yunqing. She greeted her with a smile, offered apologies, and said many nice things.

The group chatted in the ward until a nurse came looking for Fu Wenjing, saying Madam Tang was waiting for her in the office.

After repeatedly urging An Jing to take good care of herself, Tang Yunqing and Fu Wenjing stood up to leave one after another.

Wei Yinxia followed them to the door: “Sister Yunqing, I apologize for making you go to such trouble today. Fortunately, having Doctor Fu personally look after you and Boss Jing lessens my guilt. Doctor Fu is highly skilled, broad-minded, efficient, and loyal.”

She then looked at Fu Wenjing, “It was a pleasure meeting you, and thank you very much, Doctor Fu.”

Tang Yunqing glanced at Fu Wenjing, looking at Wei Yinxia: “Since when are you two so familiar? You’ve only met a few times, and you’re already praising her constantly. Did she give you some kind of love potion at the manor last time?”

Wei Yinxia was surprised at first, then laughed: “If such a love potion really exists, the person Doctor Fu would want to give it to is someone else.”

An Jing was confused and a little jealous: “Yes, Yinyin, why are you always praising Doctor Fu?”

Fu Wenjing was afraid Wei Yinxia would say something more shocking. She blushed and linked arms with Tang Yunqing: “Miss Tang, let’s go quickly, or Madam Tang will become suspicious.”

Luckily, she had made two preparations and obtained some of Tang Yunqing’s “medical reports” while they were away from the hospital to pull off the deception.

Watching Tang Yunqing and Fu Wenjing disappear around the corner, Wei Yinxia silently wished them: “Take care.”

Sensing the increasingly intense sadness in Wei Yinxia’s eyes, An Jing suggested: “Yinyin, it’s boring in the ward. Accompany me for a walk in the garden downstairs?”

“Good.”

The two strolled in the garden, with Lu Cheng following not too far behind.

The distance was just enough that he couldn’t hear what they were saying, but if danger arose, he could rush forward immediately.

After walking for more than ten minutes and touring a small part of the garden, they heard Wanyun calling from behind: “Miss.”

The two stopped.

An Jing asked: “Did you bring the item?”

Wanyun presented the peacock-blue brocade pouch with both hands: “Yes, I did.”

“Mhm, thank you for your trouble. You can go back to the ward and wait for me.”

“Yes.” The brocade pouch for the jade pendant was sewn by Wanyun stitch by stitch last year.

When she started embroidering it, she intended to give it to the Miss, but she never found a suitable opportunity for over a year.

Moreover, given the Miss’s status, she probably wouldn’t use something so common. She didn’t expect that it would eventually find its use.

She remembered the Miss praised the color and craftsmanship of the pouch when she saw it, noting its simple and elegant style without complicated patterns. She had asked if Zhang Ma or Wanyun had embroidered it.

When answering “I embroidered it,” she almost said, “I embroidered it specifically for the Miss.”

Since meeting the wrong person and escaping that ordeal, the An family was her only home, and the Miss was her only reliance.

She wanted to dedicate her life to the An family and everything she had to the Miss.

But… this sentiment had fallen into someone else’s hands.

What exactly was the Miss’s feeling toward Wei Yinxia? Why could it be Wei Yinxia?

“Guess what’s inside?” An Jing kept her guessing, shaking the pouch in front of Wei Yinxia. “It’s for you. Feel it.”

She should have given it to Wei Yinxia when she stayed over at the An house a few days ago, but she was too preoccupied with enjoying herself and forgot.

Wei Yinxia, full of curiosity, reached out and felt it through the fabric. Based on the shape, feel, and weight of the small object, she judged: “It looks like… a jade pendant?”

“Clever.” An Jing praised, placing the pouch in her palm. “Open it and take a look.”

Nipping the drawstrings of the pouch and pulling them open, she carefully reached in with her right thumb and index finger to take out the jade pendant.

When the true form of the pendant appeared, Wei Yinxia’s beautiful eyes were filled with undisguised surprise and starlight.

“A-Jing, why would you give me a jade Guanyin?”

“Naturally, I hope Guanyin will bless my beloved and make her wishes come true.”

“A-Jing, thank you.” Wei Yinxia’s eyes sparkled with tears. She held the jade Guanyin in her palm, pressing it close to her chest.

“Silly girl.” An Jing tidied her collar, took her hand, and sat down on a nearby bench, pulling her close. “I have so many things I want to give you. The future is long. We’ll take them one by one.”

The thick clouds suddenly split open, the gap uneven, yet a ray of heavenly light shone through.

Wei Yinxia raised the jade Guanyin, letting the heavenly light stream down from the top of the pendant, like supreme sacred light.

“A-Jing, do you think if a bad person makes a wish, Guanyin will still bless her?”

“That depends on how bad she is, and what she wishes for.”

An Jing also extended her left hand to hold Wei Yinxia’s raised right hand. “Before Guanyin, all beings are equal. As long as she is not utterly unforgivable, as long as she hasn’t taken someone’s life, as long as her wish comes from a kind heart, Guanyin will bless her without distinction.”

“What about you, A-Jing?” Wei Yinxia turned to look at An Jing. “If you met someone who had hurt you, would you forgive her and give her a chance to reform?”

“No. Because I am not a Bodhisattva.” She withdrew her hand, lightly stroking Wei Yinxia’s cool face. “Yinyin, I am not as pure and kind as you think. You must accept this part of me. If I weren’t ruthless, I wouldn’t be alive today.”

“I accept. I accept you no matter who you are.”

It was difficult to meet, and easy to part.

In the evening, Wei Yinxia reluctantly bid An Jing farewell.

The play she was rehearsing was coming to an end. She was one of the main characters and couldn’t leave the stage early. Before the curtain fell, she could only “dutifully” stay at the Wei house, waiting for the other main character to fall into the trap and cooperate with her to perform the final act.

Staying in the hospital was too boring and uncomfortable. To prevent An Xi from taking it out on Lu Cheng and the others, An Jing used her “backdoor” access to pester Fu Wenjing into helping her communicate with the attending physician to allow her to be discharged and rest at home.

For An Jing’s health issues, rest and dietary supplements were very important, and medication was secondary.

After An Jing guaranteed it under the name of her sworn sister, Fu Wenjing readily granted her this favor.

Old Li drove to pick her up. The group returned home before dinner.

As if she knew An Jing was coming back, Xixi was lying on her favorite long bench, feigning sleep. As soon as she heard the sound of a car, her ears twitched, she stretched, and sat up.

“Meow~ Meow~”

As soon as the people got out of the car, Xixi stood up and cried loudly, rubbing herself back and forth against the backrest.

An Jing walked over, picked her up, rubbed foreheads with her, and then rubbed noses: “Xixi, did you miss me too?”

“Meow~”

Not long after entering the house, the Fourth Uncle, who only visited when he needed something, burst in, cursing and yelling.

If An Yi was all “ambition” and did more harm than good, then this Fourth Uncle was a genuine, heartless prodigal and parasite.

The whole family were unemployed, living a rich and comfortable life purely from dividends. They spent whatever they earned, without a penny in savings.

“Fourth Master, please wait downstairs.”

“Don’t block me? Who do you think you are! A servant, blocking your master!”

Fourth Uncle yelled madly at Lu Cheng, who was blocking him from going upstairs. “Lu Cheng, you’re just a dog raised by An Jing. As long as she’s an An, I’m her Fourth Uncle. You don’t have to wag your tail, but do you know that a good dog doesn’t block the way? Get out of my way.”

“A good dog wouldn’t barge into someone else’s home or bark wildly in someone else’s house. Lu Cheng is part of this family. He can stand wherever he wants, Fourth Uncle. You’ve chosen the wrong place to throw a fit.”

An Jing, who had changed into casual wear, slowly walked down the stairs, holding Xixi.

Fourth Uncle was about to retaliate, but An Jing shushed him: “My little darling is most afraid of dog barking. Wanyun, take Xixi to her room.”

Lu Cheng forced Fourth Uncle back a few steps to let Wanyun take Xixi. An Jing also changed direction and sat down on the sofa.

Fourth Uncle, who had been holding back, rushed over, loudly demanding: “The finance department said the accounts are empty, and they can’t pay out, yet An Xi can take a massive check for 100,000 and offer it as a betrothal gift to the Wei family! How much money have you two siblings secretly embezzled?”

He went to the finance department on time at the beginning of every month to collect last month’s dividend. The small change was cash, and the large amount was a check, which he would then take to the bank.

Since the new machinery ran into trouble last month, he knew he wouldn’t get as much money as usual, but in the afternoon, he ran into Wei Zhengqing at the bank.

“If I hadn’t accidentally overheard that old man Wei Zhengqing say it himself, I probably would have been kept in the dark by you two siblings.” He plopped down onto the sofa opposite An Jing. “If you don’t give me an explanation today, I’m not leaving.”

At his words, not just An Jing, but Lu Cheng and Old Li, who were waiting on the side, were shocked.

When did Young Master Xi go to the Wei house to propose?

And with a 100,000 betrothal gift!

Sensing the situation was bad, Lu Cheng moved next to Old Li and asked: “Uncle Li, did the Young Master say when he would be back?”

“Shortly after you called to say the Miss was coming home, the Young Master also called back, asking if we had sent the Miss’s dinner to the hospital. I told him the Miss was coming home for dinner. He said he would also return, so he should be on the way, arriving soon.”

“Then I’ll wait outside for Young Master Xi. Please keep an eye on things here and try to keep the Miss from getting too upset. The doctor said she must rest.”

An Jing remained silent after hearing Fourth Uncle’s words.

Such a big matter, and An Xi had done it behind her back without consulting her.

It was done with good intentions, but the more An Xi acted off-script, the more uneasy she felt. Leaving aside where the 100,000 came from, since both were 100,000 betrothal gifts, why did Wei Zhengqing accept his and not Kahn’s?

After Kahn received that 100,000 compensation from the An Corporation, did he not have any further private negotiations or agreements with Wei Zhengqing regarding the betrothal gift?

Had she missed something?

“Wanyun, serve tea to Fourth Uncle.” An Jing instructed Wanyun, who had walked into the living room. “Also, I’m hungry. Tell Zhang Ma to serve dinner.”

“Yes.”

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