CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 33: INFIGHTING, THE FLAVOR OF DOTING

Jiang Jingming clearly felt the weight in his hands become heavier.

He discreetly supported the girl’s back with his other hand.

The hand massaging did not stop.

After feeling the girl’s full weight, he slowly stood up.

The stabbing pain in his chest, he chose to ignore.

Gently placing Sang Yu on the bed, he covered her with a blanket.

The girl’s soft breathing could be heard, her eyes tightly shut, clearly already asleep.

Jiang Jingming stood by the bed for a long time before putting away Sang Yu’s drawings and lay on the cot.

From that angle, he could just see the moon outside.

Tonight’s moon wasn’t a full moon, it was a crescent, like the eyes of a smiling girl.

But there were also people destined to be sleepless tonight.

...

"Officer, I really know Sang Yu, we were even engaged before, I really wasn’t harassing her."

Lu Hao had stressed this point many times.

Lin Wen repeated, "One-sided acquaintance doesn’t count as knowing someone. Stopping someone on the street isn’t harassment? Let me tell you, you’re lucky it’s a society ruled by law now.

If it were in the past, you’d have been beaten to death with sticks a long time ago."

Song Jiajia looked at Lin Wen: "Is it that bitch Sang Yu who had you come to arrest us?"

The Lin Wen in front of her, she recognized, he used to always follow Jiang Jingming in the past life.

After Jiang Jingming died, she never saw him again.

Lin Wen glanced at Song Jiajia and remained silent.

"Let us out!" Song Jiajia shouted angrily.

"Stop wasting your energy, one harasses a married woman, the other curses and insults a hero of the people. You should think about how to admit your mistakes." Lin Wen said slowly.

Actually, what they did didn’t really constitute charges.

But detaining them for a few days as a lesson is still possible.

"We didn’t." Song Jiajia retorted.

"Whether you did or not, we can just ask the bystanders." Lin Wen looked up at Song Jiajia.

Song Jiajia’s face darkened.

Lu Hao turned to Song Jiajia: "It’s all your fault, talking nonsense."

Back then, he thought Song Jiajia was weird, always saying Jiang Jingming was about to die.

But, with Jiang Jingming marrying Sang Yu, it felt like his things were taken away.

If Jiang Jingming died, it would be good, so he didn’t care about what Song Jiajia said.

Which led to them being detained now.

Song Jiajia, hearing Lu Hao’s blame, got angry too: "How is it my fault? If you hadn’t stopped Sang Yu, would this have happened?"

"I just greeted Sang Yu when I saw her, but you went up and said her man was dead."

"Lu Hao, do you have a heart?" Song Jiajia looked at Lu Hao with disappointment.

Lu Hao, seeing Song Jiajia’s expression, felt guilty, but it was really her fault.

Lin Wen watched the two argue with an entertained expression.

Fortunately, heaven had eyes and didn’t let his sister-in-law marry such a man.

Look, a man who blames women when things happen, what kind of man is that.

It’s also lucky their captain didn’t marry a woman like Song Jiajia, who seems like a shrew at first glance.

Not as good as their sister-in-law, who is beautiful, has a good temperament, and is a good cook.

The two kept blaming each other, and Lin Wen felt a bit bored, got up and said: "You two stay here nicely."

After speaking, he left.

Leaving the two to blame each other.

...

The next day, Sang Yu found that the place she slept seemed off.

Getting up and taking a look, it turned out to be Jiang Jingming’s hospital bed. Had she been sleeping here the whole night?

Jiang Jingming’s massage was so comfortable that she fell asleep without knowing it.

Sang Yu felt a bit regretful.

"You’re awake?" Jiang Jingming pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing Sang Yu sitting on the bed, with a regretful look on her face.

She saw the water bottle in the man’s hand.

"Why didn’t you wake me last night?" She had just gotten up, her voice a bit soft, with a hint of coquettishness.

Jiang Jingming put down the water bottle and said, "It’s alright, and you don’t have to feel any burden; my injury isn’t that serious."

"This time it’s okay, but not next time." Sang Yu said seriously.

Jiang Jingming: "Okay, at your command."

She felt a sense of indulgence in the man’s words.

"I’ll go wash up first."

"Okay."

Sang Yu felt the atmosphere suddenly became a bit strange, found an excuse, and left the hospital.

Just in time to deliver a message to Auntie Pang.

Returning home, without having the chance to enter the door, Auntie Pang called her.

"Xiao Yu, wait a minute."

"Auntie Pang, what’s the matter?" Sang Yu asked.

Auntie Pang said, "Xiao Yu, last night, three people came around your house looking for you, they didn’t look like good people. You have to be careful."

Three people? In this world, she didn’t know many people, and they didn’t seem like good people.

Could it be Song Jiajia?

No, if it were Song Jiajia, Auntie Pang would recognize her.

"Alright, I got it, thank you Auntie Pang." Sang Yu thanked.

"No worries, just want you to be careful, and let me know if something happens." Auntie Pang advised.

Sang Yu nodded: "Yes, I know, Auntie Pang, thank you."

"What thank you, how’s that child Jingming?" Auntie Pang asked.

"Brother Jiang is recovering well." Sang Yu briefly mentioned Jiang Jingming’s condition.

Auntie Pang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing: "That’s good."

After saying goodbye to Auntie Pang, Sang Yu went to the kitchen to make some food. Today, He Xiulan was going to the hospital to see Jiang Jingming, so she made some to take for He Xiulan.

And made some for Auntie Pang.

After she finished, it was already afternoon.

There was a loud knock on the door.

Sang Yu put down her things and went to open the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Chen Jinlan.

Chen Jinlan glanced Sang Yu up and down, seeing her rosy complexion, feeling very displeased inside.

"What were you doing, taking so long to open the door!"

She spoke in a blaming tone.

Sang Yu stood at the door, looking at Chen Jinlan, smiling, "Oh, it’s Auntie, what’s the matter? Here to pay back the money?"

"What money?" Chen Jinlan asked back.

"Oh, I thought Auntie was here to return the money, after all, you and Uncle still owe me two thousand yuan." Sang Yu said.

Chen Jinlan said coldly, "Keep dreaming."

"In that case, Auntie better leave, I’m quite busy." She said, intending to close the door.

"Wait a minute! What kind of attitude is this? Is this how you treat your elders?" Chen Jinlan’s voice was loud, attracting neighbors to peek out.

"What attitude? What attitude does Auntie want me to use?"

"An elder comes, and you don’t even let them in, not even offering water, do you understand etiquette?" Chen Jinlan said unhappily.

Sang Yu smiled faintly: "Understand or not, doesn’t Auntie know?"

Seeing Sang Yu’s eyes, Chen Jinlan felt scared; she used to be timid, but now seemed intimidating.