Her Imperfection for Wifehood - Chapter 56

Chapter 56

With Wei Yinxia’s proactive seduction, An Jing easily turned the tables, looking at the small woman beneath her, who was as beautiful as a siren, with both hands working in tandem.

They had been intimate several times at close range, yet she had always ignored the scar on Wei Yinxia’s forehead.

This time, she stroked Wei Yinxia’s face, gently kissing the scar that represented death and also rebirth.

“Yinyin, you must always remember my words. Your life is mine. You must not treat it lightly without my permission.”

“I won’t, A-Jing. I won’t do anything foolish again.”

After the passionate indulgence, Wei Yinxia was exhausted, feeling as if her body might fall apart.

In a daze, she heard An Jing patting her back, saying: “For a period, I have a very important matter to resolve. Since you are my woman, those with ulterior motives may pose a threat to your safety. Tomorrow, Bai Yang will take you to a safe place for a short stay. I will have Yunqing arrange for someone else to manage Sincere Garden for the time being. Do you understand what I mean?”

Hearing about the danger, Wei Yinxia instantly lost all sleepiness. She looked up at An Jing’s face and seriously said: “I understand. I will be good and obedient, and won’t cause you any trouble.”

“Mm. I’ll personally come and get you when it’s safe.”

“Then, does that mean I won’t see you during this time either?”

“Haven’t you had enough tonight?”

It was meant as a teasing joke by An Jing, but Wei Yinxia insisted on taking it seriously. She propped herself up and climbed back on top of her.

The night was long, the scene was passionate. After being reunited after loss, there was no such thing as being fully satisfied or reaching an extreme.

“How could it possibly be enough? A-Jing, no matter what position I hold in your heart, you will forever be the great hero in my heart. I only wish to… revel in pleasure with you every night.”

“Little siren.” An Jing raised her hand and squeezed her.

“Mm~” Wei Yinxia moaned delicately, offering herself again: “A-Jing, after you are done with your busy matters, I want to take you to a place. Will you come with me, please?”

An Jing didn’t answer, nor did she leave her with the energy to say anything extra.

Never mind. Take it slow.

At least A-Jing was willing to touch her, kiss her, believe her, and bring her home, right?

She had waited for so long.

There were longer days waiting for them in the future.

“A-Jing, I love you so much. I love being held in your arms.” Wei Yinxia gripped An Jing’s short hair, feeling An Jing’s moist, hot kisses, as if returning to the first time she taught An Jing to explore her body.

An Jing’s fingers traveled to Wei Yinxia’s lips and were sucked in.

A faint, salty smell.

Wei Yinxia’s face instantly became scorching hot, like it was on fire. That was… the taste of herself she had tasted more than once.

This night, she cooperated with An Jing, utilizing her body’s flexibility to the extreme. Both physically and mentally, the sensation was better than any previous time.

Because they were truly intertwined with each other in a meaningful sense.

Waking up in the morning, the four of them shared breakfast at the table.

Lixia secretly smiled at the marks on Wei Yinxia’s neck, which couldn’t be covered even with a high collar.

The clothes Wei Yinxia wore yesterday were ruined. An Jing suggested she could borrow Lixia’s clothes, but Wei Yinxia was unwilling; she only wanted to wear An Jing’s clothes.

A sweater would be too hot for the season, so only An Jing’s usual shirt could be worn as a base layer, with a trench coat outside.

After breakfast, they returned to the bedroom for a brief moment of intimacy. An Jing poured a cup of warm water, prepared two pills in her palm, and kissed Wei Yinxia’s forehead, asking: “Blindfold or sleep? Choose one.”

Last time, she unknowingly drank water mixed with a sleeping pill and was taken to a strange place by An Jing, which made her hate herself for falling asleep.

However, when given a choice, she realized that “separation while alive” was a pain she couldn’t bear.

“I want A-Jing to feed me.”

“Okay.”

An Jing bit the pills with her teeth, fed them to Wei Yinxia, and then drank water to help her swallow. After she swallowed, she engaged in a deep kiss with her.

While hugging, Wei Yinxia’s eyelids began to droop.

Supporting her to lie down on the bed, An Jing took out a dark-colored brocade pouch from the bedside table and placed it in Wei Yinxia’s hand.

“For your safety, stay there and don’t wander around. Wait for me to pick you up.”

Wei Yinxia clenched her fingers, tightened her grip, and rubbed it with her fingertip. After recognizing what An Jing had given her, her eyes became moist, and she smiled, choking out: “Mm, I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait no matter how long it takes.”

A-Jing sending the jade Guanyin back to her hand definitely meant she had forgiven her.

The next time they met, they would be able to be together without any reservations, right?

Holding An Jing’s hand and filled with anticipation, Wei Yinxia slept soundly this time. Even her dreams were sweet.

After seeing off Wei Yinxia, An Jing checked the time. There was still an hour before Fu Wenjing’s train departed. She called the Tang family’s number. Tang Yunqing was home.

“Do you need me to accompany you to the station to see Doctor Fu off?”

“No.”

An Jing didn’t insist, and asked again: “Do you know the departure time?”

Silence on the other end.

“Twelve thirty-five.”

“Beep, beep.”

That day, in the last minute before departure, Fu Wenjing boarded the train heading north. She had not waited for Tang Yunqing.

The following afternoon, An Jing and Bai Yang arrived at the An estate.

Construction was paused today, so there were no workers on the site, but dozens of brothers were lurking in the shadows.

Jin Baolu’s reliance in the jianghu had never been on his brains, but on opportunism, using others’ brains and sacrificing the lives of his subordinates.

His reputation and status in Shanghai were mostly based on bluffing and colluding with the police chief.

After An Jing and Xu Weiqiang entered Shanghai, they immediately donated a large sum to renovate the city hall to win public favor, and the police department had long received superior orders to facilitate things for the two of them.

The chief was somewhat aware of the personal grudge between Jin Baolu and An Jing.

That was a blood debt.

He wouldn’t be so foolish as to take on such a huge risk for Jin Baolu. Therefore, when Jin Baolu sought his protection and assistance, he repeatedly used his superior’s orders as an excuse, advising him to either leave Shanghai and find another way out, or secretly eliminate An Jing and Xu Weiqiang with his Sea Gang brothers. If he chose the latter, the police department would turn a blind eye.

In terms of brains, courage, and financial resources, Jin Baolu couldn’t compete with An Jing and Xu Weiqiang, which is why he had been hiding and dared not confront them.

But the opponent had come knocking, and he had lost many brothers, causing his prestige as the gang leader to drop significantly.

If he didn’t come out to resolve it, he would become a solitary commander before An Jing even found him.

Today, Jin Baolu did not come to the appointment alone.

He believed An Jing’s guarantee, but he still didn’t have the courage to come by himself.

He gathered his twenty most capable subordinates, even spending a large amount of money to equip each of them with a gun, and came in five cars.

He was determined to seek peace. As long as the conditions were negotiable, he could be flexible. But he never expected that the meeting place An Jing chose was in front of Lu Cheng’s grave.

The cars stopped fifty meters away. Only a portion of the men got out. Jin Baolu went forward with two men on his sides.

“What is the meaning of this, Boss An?” Cold sweat broke out on Jin Baolu’s back.

“I heard that Boss Jin is looking to seek peace with me? I’ve thought about it, and reconciliation is possible, as long as,” An Jing squatted in front of Lu Cheng’s grave, arranging the prepared incense and candles, “Boss Jin condescends to kowtow three times to my brother and admit his guilt, and then cuts off the hand that fired the shot as atonement. Only then will my brother’s blood debt be considered paid. What do you think, Boss Jin?”

“You!” Jin Baolu’s forehead also broke out in cold sweat. He nervously looked around, feigning composure: “An Jing, don’t be so aggressive.”

The surroundings were dense woods on two sides, flat ground leading to the An estate on one side, and the road on the other.

Apart from the occasional wind, not even bird sounds could be heard. It was very quiet, but the quieter it was, the more tense Jin Baolu’s nerves became.

“Oh? Boss Jin’s words suggest you don’t accept my terms for reconciliation?”

“Peh, screw you.”

Although he lacked much backbone and was afraid of death, it was absolutely impossible for him to fulfill An Jing’s two conditions. If he did even one, he wouldn’t be able to survive in Shanghai. So why would he come here to humiliate himself? He might as well listen to the chief and run away with his tail between his legs.

“It’s alright. If you don’t want to do it, we’ll help you.” An Jing raised her hand and twitched her index finger: “Bai Yang.”

“Yes.” With a whistle, all the brothers lying in ambush around them emerged.

A rough estimate showed there were far more than twenty men, densely packed. And the weapons they held included submachine guns and assault rifles.

Seeing the situation, Jin Baolu instantly became highly vigilant, immediately pulling out his gun and pointing it at An Jing: “Do you want to fight to the death here?”

His two subordinates on his sides also pulled out their guns, pointing them outward.

But the opponent had more men and firepower, making the two subordinates nervous.

An Jing, however, seemed to have heard a joke: “A fight to the death? I never said I wanted to fight you to the death. I even guaranteed that you would return alive. Unfortunately, Boss Jin, it’s your own cowardice that made you forfeit the chance to return alive.”

She raised her hand and gestured around: “Actually, there’s still room for maneuver. As long as you do as I just said, not only you, but all the brothers you brought, can return alive. Boss Jin, your life isn’t that worthless, is it? Surely you can still live without one hand?”

“No, no, I won’t let you cut off my hand. I’ll break the net if I have to.”

Jin Baolu pulled out his bargaining chip: “An Jing, your cousin An Yi is in my hands, inside the car. If anything happens to me, or if a gunshot is heard here, his life… will be gone.”

Hadn’t he been “keeping” that good-for-nothing An Yi for the past year precisely for a day like this, just in case?

He had learned everything that happened the night before from An Yi.

An Yi, driven by lust, had dared to touch An Jing’s woman, and An Jing couldn’t bring herself to kill him, which proved that An Yi was still a useful pawn.

He brought him today to use him as a hostage.

“Hmph, him?” An Jing’s tone was disdainful: “A person like him, whose mere existence pollutes the air, should die sooner rather than later. Do you think I would consider him more important than the brothers who fight alongside me?”

Indeed, Xu Weiqiang was clairvoyant.

She was told to prepare herself mentally, and she did.

“You, you cold-blooded animal. No wonder they all died, and only you survived.”

“Yes, I am cold-blooded.” An Jing stood up, smiling as she drew the gun from her waist. She walked two steps toward Jin Baolu, pointing the gun at him: “Boss Jin, want to compare whose gun is faster? Do you dare let this gunshot ring out? Once a shot is fired, it won’t be settled by you losing just one hand.”

Jin Baolu shouted: “Quick, bring An Yi out!”

Hearing the boss’s shout, the people in the cars quickly got out. An Yi was tied up, his mouth gagged, and a black sack covered his head.

It wasn’t until the person was brought before An Jing that someone removed the black sack from his head and the cloth from his mouth.

An Jing’s men also advanced as the Sea Gang members approached, surrounding them completely.

An Yi, instantly realizing the highly tense situation, trembled and pleaded bitterly: “Sis, save me. Sis, Sis, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have gone astray and hung out with these people. My dad is dead. Third Uncle and Fourth Uncle are missing. The An family, I’m the only son left. Sis, Sis, please, for the sake of Second Uncle and Second Aunt, for the sake of my dad, save me! I don’t want to die. My mom, yes, my mom is old. If something happens to me, she definitely won’t survive either…”

“Bang!”

No one expected that the first shot would be fired by An Jing, and it was aimed at her cousin who was begging for her help—An Yi.

However, she didn’t shoot at a vital spot, but put a hole in his leg.

Everyone raised their guns, fingers tightly gripping the triggers. Only An Yi’s loud screams echoed through the mountains, but no one cared about whether he lived or died.

“Did you see? This is what you called cold-blooded.” An Jing glanced at An Yi, who was clutching his leg and lying on the ground. She turned and walked back to Lu Cheng’s tombstone. While adjusting her cuff, she said casually: “Jin Baolu, I advise you to think again while you still have a choice.”

The brothers following Jin Baolu looked at each other, their faces clearly showing fear.

A leader is reflected by his subordinates. Most of them followed Jin Baolu merely to take advantage of his power and make a living, relying on their numbers to bully the populace, not genuinely admiring Jin Baolu’s talent or charisma.

Moreover, Shanghai had intensified its security management in the past two years. Small gangs were successively eliminated by the Sea Gang and the police department. What they did most was debt collection and supporting the grey industries of some big bosses, not fighting.

If they were to actually fight, they would almost certainly be killed.

Sensing their hesitation, Bai Yang spoke up at the right time: “All Sea Gang brothers, listen up. If you lay down your weapons now, you can drive away. Return the way you came. We guarantee not to harm a single hair on your heads. But if you are stubborn, determined to follow Jin Baolu to the end…”

He glanced at his wristwatch and continued: “You’ll either be buried here today, or you’ll be eating gruel and steamed buns in prison for a few years. Everyone here is from the underworld. I don’t need to elaborate on the reputation and prestige of Boss Qiang and Boss Jing, do I?”

Hearing Bai Yang’s statement, even An Jing subtly frowned.

Then, Bai Yang took out a small object from his inner jacket pocket and flashed it in front of Jin Baolu and the others: “A reminder: besides Boss Jin, everyone else has twenty minutes to evacuate.”

The item Bai Yang flashed in front of them was a police badge.

The person who truly inspired fear in the Shanghai area was never Jin Baolu himself, nor the Sea Gang, but the massive protective umbrella formed by the openly and secretly colluding dark and light sides, the political and business sectors.

Jin Baolu was merely picked from the lowest ranks by those people. He was nowhere near Xu Weiqiang’s level.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

After a few minutes of standoff, someone threw down their gun.

“Boss Jin, take care.”

“Boss Jin, I’m sorry.”

“You, you all! You traitors! I’ll kill you!”

Jin Baolu was about to shoot but was “betrayed” by the closest subordinate. Taken by surprise, he received a brutal kick to the knee. The subordinate snatched the gun from his hand, threw it directly at Bai Yang’s feet, and surrendered: “I hope Sister Jing and Boss Qiang will guide me in the future, and I ask Brother Bai Yang for his care.”

Another man first aimed his gun at the “traitor.” After recognizing the situation, he also disarmed and walked toward the cars.

One after another, more than ten people abandoned their guns and left. An Yi, clutching his wound, struggled to crawl up: “Wait for me! Take me with you! I want to go with you!”

But Jin Baolu didn’t let him go. He grabbed his ankle and pulled out a dagger hidden in his boot, stabbing him: “An Jing, even if I die, I’ll drag an An family member with me to the grave.”

“Ah! Boss Jin, Boss Jin, spare me! Sis! Save me! Save me!” An Yi’s screams were incessant.

Jin Baolu was at the end of his rope. An Jing originally intended to save An Yi’s life, but he was being restrained by Jin Baolu, with the tip of the dagger resting on his carotid artery, hanging by a thread.

“Bai Yang, I’ll leave this to you. Anyway, you are all well-prepared. I am just a spectator, so I won’t interfere with your upcoming scene.”

Worthy of Xu Weiqiang. A born strong man, and a born leader. Calm, collected, planning ahead, strategizing effectively. He could always foresee everything and was always one step ahead.

Fortunately. Fortunately, Xu Weiqiang was not her enemy, and fortunately, she was not Xu Weiqiang’s woman.

Heh.

An Xi, Lu Cheng, look. I am also a person who is cherished and protected by a big brother now. You, and Mom and Dad, can all rest in peace.

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