Her Imperfection for Wifehood - Chapter 50.1

Chapter 50.1

An Jing’s second encounter with Wei Yinxia after returning to Shanghai was at the Sincere Garden, which was now under Tang Yunqing’s name. This nightclub had been revived by Tang Yunqing and Wei Yinxia.

How could Xu Weiqiang be absent from the welcoming feast upon returning to their homeland, the Sincere Garden banquet? An Jing invited him to join.

An Jing, Xu Weiqiang, Tang Yunqing, and Fu Wenjing sat together.

Suddenly, a Pipa tune that both An Jing and Xu Weiqiang were familiar with from years ago, along with a recognizable singing voice, sounded from the stage outside the private room.

No one stirred. They continued to converse loudly, catching up, eating pastries, sipping wine, and discussing the development changes in Beijing and Shanghai over the past few years.

Until the song and music stopped, and a large bowl of noodles was served to the table by the waiter.

Tomato and egg noodles.

An Jing thought she could hide it well, but when Xu Weiqiang served her some soup, she broke down and threw her chopsticks away.

“An Jing!” Tang Yunqing shouted as she chased her out, but the words she was about to say to explain got stuck in her throat.

An Jing waved her hand: “I have never… liked eating noodles, and I especially don’t like anything sour. Thank you for the welcome banquet today. I’m going back now.”

At the main hall entrance, Wei Yinxia, dressed as Hongying, saw An Jing and hurriedly wiped away her tears, wanting to greet An Jing.

But clearly, An Jing had no intention of speaking to her, only passing her by with indifference.

Outside the nightclub, An Jing got into Bai Yang’s car.

Wei Yinxia rushed out, holding An Jing’s jacket that she had left in the private room: “Boss An, your coat.”

Seeing that An Jing did not reach out, Bai Yang had no choice but to get out of the car to take it: “Give it to me.”

Wei Yinxia exclaimed: “Bai Yang?”

She hadn’t noticed Bai Yang was there that day at the racetrack.

She cried and said: “Bai Yang, thank you. Thank you for being alive.” This reduced the guilt in her heart.

Three years ago, Bai Yang already knew Wei Yinxia was Hongying. He took the jacket, placed it in the passenger seat, and said to Wei Yinxia: “It’s been three years. Miss Wei is well.”

She shook her head: “I am no Miss Wei, nor am I a person from the Wei family. You can call me Hongying from now on. Currently, I am helping Miss Tang manage Sincere Garden. Feel free to bring the brothers over when you have time. It’s on me.”

Xu Weiqiang came out, leaning on his cane. An Jing got out of the car to meet him.

It was not an act, nor a pretense. This was how she and he had interacted for the past few years.

Xu Weiqiang said to An Jing: “Miss Tang asked me to apologize to you on her behalf. She won’t act on her own accord again. I hope you won’t be mad at her.”

An Jing simply gave a faint “Mm” and helped him put his cane into the back seat: “Get in the car.”

He turned back and scrutinized Wei Yinxia: “Very good. You’ve made something of yourself. It wasn’t in vain that the brothers risked their lives to save you back then.”

Behind Wei Yinxia was Lixia, who had chased after Xu Weiqiang.

Hongying became the boss, and Lixia also returned to Sincere Garden.

Only to sing.

She stood quietly, neither crying nor smiling, but the look in her eyes for Xu Weiqiang was still as infatuated as ever.

Xu Weiqiang sighed heavily and waved his hand at her.

Lixia walked forward: “Boss Qiang, long time no see.”

“Did you get married?”

Lixia was momentarily stunned, then shook her head.

Xu Weiqiang chuckled self-deprecatingly: “Look, I’m no longer a gang boss. My leg is also disabled. Do you still want to be with me?”

Lixia finally cried and nodded vigorously.

Xu Weiqiang embraced the tearful Lixia with one arm, gently patting her back to comfort her: “I will have Bai Yang come and pick you up in a few days.”

His action was indeed touched by Lixia’s earnest wait for him.

Moreover, Lixia herself was a beautiful woman of superior appearance; otherwise, he wouldn’t have slept with her back then. As he said himself, he was getting old and his leg was disabled. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a girl who was devoted and understanding accompanying him?

On the other hand, by taking Lixia in front of Wei Yinxia, he was also letting her know that he and An Jing did not have the rumored romantic relationship.

After the car drove away, Wei Yinxia held Lixia’s hand: “Congratulations! You endured the darkness and finally saw the moon.”

She was genuinely happy for Lixia, but at the same time, she felt sorrowful for herself.

Inside the private room, Tang Yunqing sat back on the sofa. Fu Wenjing wrapped her arms around Tang Yunqing’s shoulders from behind, comforting her: “Interference from outsiders might only backfire.”

“I am not an outsider.” Tang Yunqing sighed. Contrary to her usual behavior, she pulled Fu Wenjing to sit beside her, leaning intimately on her shoulder.

Fu Wenjing was pleasantly surprised, placing her right arm around her waist.

Since the night of Little Ning’s one-hundred-day celebration, Tang Yunqing hadn’t been this close to her for a very long time.

Then she heard Tang Yunqing say: “You and I both know Yinyin’s past. She is a pitiful person, and An Jing is also suffering. After surviving the ordeal, I just… hope they can live according to their true feelings.”

After being released from prison, Wei Yinxia told Tang Yunqing and Fu Wenjing everything about her life experiences from childhood to the present. She regarded them as friends and benefactors, so she felt obligated to be honest with them and show them her truest self.

Fu Wenjing naturally sympathized greatly with Wei Yinxia’s ordeal, but her own love life was a mess. How could she advise others?

Her heart and eyes were only for Tang Yunqing: “You have done everything you could for them. From now on, it’s up to their fate. Don’t put all the pressure on yourself.”

“Mm, I won’t do such a thing again in the future.”

“Are you tired? If you’re tired, go sleep for a while before going back. Or, I can drive you home.”

“Heh, do I have a home?”

“Yunqing…”

“Don’t talk. Just let me lean on you for a while.”

Fu Wenjing gathered her courage and touched Tang Yunqing’s forehead with a fleeting kiss.

The person who was kissed seemed dissatisfied. She slightly lifted her face, staring intently at Fu Wenjing’s lips. These lips had kissed her many times, but she had never taken the initiative to kiss them herself.

So, she moved closer, wanting to taste the long-missed flavor of Fu Wenjing and to ask her own heart again: Who is the person living inside?

Is it the long-absent one who has returned, or the one right in front of her, within reach?

Fu Wenjing was suddenly kissed and was nervously bewildered. She knew that for the past two years, she only dared to kiss Tang Yunqing on the cheek or forehead.

The first time Tang Yunqing actively kissed her, it was directly mouth-to-mouth. The electric sensation made her head buzz, and she even stopped breathing.

Time seemed to have stopped too.

Her lips were lightly sucked, and Fu Wenjing’s heart beat violently. She felt Tang Yunqing’s lips part and close, asking her softly: “Doctor Fu, have you forgotten how to kiss?”

How could she forget?

The first person she fell in love with was a young mistress she could only admire from afar. She couldn’t accommodate anyone else in her heart. Of course, the only person she had ever kissed was the young mistress.

While she was momentarily distracted, Tang Yunqing pulled back a little.

Fu Wenjing snapped out of it, grabbed Tang Yunqing’s waist, and held her firmly in her arms.

“Now, I remember.”

With that, she aimed for those red lips and took the lead, kissing her back.

Xu Weiqiang and An Jing used one-third of the funds from their Beijing “Jingqiang Real Estate Company” to establish Yongxi Wool Spinning Co., Ltd. in Shanghai.

An Jing was the largest shareholder. The remaining shares were sold to former employees of the An Corporation Cotton Mill who had worked there for many years, had the ability to operate, and were positioned as company management.

In the most high-end tea restaurant in Shanghai, Bai Yang came to report: “Sister Jing, Boss Qi is here.”

After Boss Qi took his seat, he shed the purely business facade he wore years ago. Today, he looked more like a kind elder: “It’s good that you’ve returned. The An family still has you.”

An Jing felt a sting in her nose. She took a sip of tea to alleviate the sudden sadness: “How is Ruyue doing?”

“That girl, after returning from the frontline, asked me for a sum of money and opened a photo studio. The shop is small, but business is decent. She has no problem supporting herself. If you want to see her, I can tell her…”

An Jing waved her hand: “I don’t have the face to see her. The happiness An Xi owed her is what the An family owes her. I promised An Xi to take care of them. An Xi is gone, but the promise remains.”

She took out a check for 100,000 yuan and pushed it towards Boss Qi: “Don’t stop Ruyue from doing anything she wants. Even if she gets married and has children later, I will still be her sister.”

Boss Qi immediately refused when he saw the amount on the check: “This… absolutely not. Ruyue has no reason to take the An family’s money for nothing.”

An Jing knew both father and daughter were noble individuals, so she spoke plainly: “Boss Qi’s company is not as big as it used to be. It’s not easy for you to support the whole family. Don’t tell Ruyue this money is from me. In terms of business, Yongxi Wool Spinning and Jingqiang Real Estate’s advertising will still only cooperate with Boss Qi. If An Xi were still alive, our two families would surely be related by marriage. Although he is gone, Ruyue is the person he chose and the one I approved of. Consider this money the dowry the An family owed Ruyue. Please accept it, and let An Xi… rest in peace. I have to go now.”

Ruyue and An Xi’s love story ended abruptly. They didn’t even see each other for the last time.

The least she could do for An Xi was to take care of the person he loved until death.

Their mutual faithfulness, their lack of secrets and deception, were so much luckier and more beautiful than her own unbearable past relationship.

The next day, Ruyue brought the check and came to An Jing’s residence.

She could not accept the money.

“Sister, I am very happy to see you safe. Truly very happy. You’ve returned to Shanghai and founded Yongxi. I believe An Xi, with his spirit in heaven, must be smiling broadly right now.”

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