Chapter 398: I'm Jealous

Ahhh! Jiang Sinian!

Shen Yuan struggled desperately in that direction; in her past life, Jiang Yue always relied on being a childhood sweetheart to Jiang Sinian to monopolize him for a lifetime, causing her own ending to be so tragic.

Now that she had grown up with Jiang Sinian since childhood, they could also be considered childhood sweethearts.

As for the grievances and entanglements between Si Rong, Shen Lan, and Li Xuan, those matters of the previous generation were simply not within Shen Yuan's scope of consideration.

She carefully pondered the reason why Jiang Sinian had not been with her in her past life.

It was a rather heartbreaking fact: not loving enough.

If he loved her enough, let alone one Si Rong, even ten could not stop Jiang Sinian from wanting to be with her.

In this life, she would make Jiang Sinian love her so much that he would disregard anyone's opinion, and she would make that old witch Si Rong die of anger.

"What's wrong?" Li Xuan noticed her daughter's reaction, looked over there, and saw Hu Qian.

She was holding Si Rong's twins.

"Do you want to go play with those two little kids?" Li Xuan raised an eyebrow; she and Si Rong really had a damned connection, "Come on, let's go take a look."

At this moment, Shen Yuan felt that this mother of hers, Li Xuan, was still quite good.

At the very least, it seemed they were of one mind, both liking to crowd around people related to Si Rong.

She could finally see Jiang Sinian up close; she had been able to see his superior bone structure since he was small.

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Jiang Sinian, hello.

After laboriously finishing her greeting, she then saw Jiang Sinian rest his head on his Nainai's shoulder and fall fast asleep.

"Auntie, are you out buying groceries too?" Li Xuan took the initiative to greet Hu Qian.

It was said that mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law were natural enemies; she wanted to see if it was possible for her to get closer to Hu Qian.

Of course, it was impossible for Hu Qian to have a good expression for her; when her son and daughter-in-law were getting married, she had seen these two trying to cause trouble at the doorstep.

When they spoke, it was all coquettish and seductive; one look and you could tell they were no good.

"Don't call me that, I don't know you!" Hu Qian continued picking out vegetables on her own.

Li Xuan didn't mind her cold attitude and, thick-skinned, continued to strike up a conversation, "I used to be a classmate of your daughter-in-law Si Rong. She was a little princess pampered by her family. Back in the dormitory, whenever she wanted to sleep in, I would be the one to bring her food. How is she now that she's married into your family?"

What she didn't say was that when she helped Si Rong bring food, it was Si Rong who provided the money and ration coupons, and she would fetch food for two people; it was equivalent to her running errands for Si Rong.

Si Rong was just that condescending, using her like a servant in the house.

Li Xuan thought that while mountains and rivers may change, a person's nature is hard to alter; Si Rong must still be just as lazy after marrying into the Jiang Family, and perhaps her mother-in-law had long since despised her in her heart. Through this back and forth, they could be considered to have a common topic.

Seeing that Hu Qian didn't speak, Li Xuan added, "Si Rong just has a good life, unlike me, who has to serve the men and the mother-in-law in the house every day after opening my eyes, in addition to taking care of the children."

"Pah—" Hu Qian didn't want to endure her anymore and spat directly onto her face, "What kind of thing are you, daring to come in front of me to sow discord! What my daughter-in-law is like has nothing to do with a slut like you!"

Li Xuan hadn't expected her to be so lacking in class, cursing so nastily and behaving so crudely.

The spit not only sprayed all over her face but also splattered quite a bit onto Shen Yuan's face.

Knowing she was no match for this old woman, Li Xuan hurriedly picked up her daughter and prepared to leave.

"I'm telling you! If I ever hear you dare to speak ill of my daughter-in-law again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Si Rong and Ming Zi arrived in Guang Shi, only to feel that it was worthy of being a big city; the variety of shops and markets was already so dazzling.

After picking out some more trendy clothes, the second brother helped them transport them to the train station.

Si Rong coming out this time was equivalent to weaning the two children early.

However, it was easy to wean them; her milk hadn't been enough for the two children to eat anyway, and at night she had always let them drink formula.

After stocking up on clothes, they stayed there for two more days and even took the opportunity to experience some of the various local snacks of Guang Shi.

During this time, Si Rong even encountered the pursuit of a male foreign friend.

He started off calling her a beautiful lady; his mouth was quite sweet.

Upon learning that Si Rong already had a husband, he still wouldn't give up.

However, after knowing that her husband was a Huaguo soldier, he didn't continue to pester her.

On the train back to the city, Ming Zi joked, "Our little princess Si Rong is as charming as ever; there are followers everywhere she goes. If Jiang Cheng knew, he would definitely flip his vinegar jar!"

That was indeed true.

"As for the affairs of Guang Shi, where would he know from."

As a couple for two lifetimes, Si Rong knew deeply that even so, they had to leave some private space for each other.

But what Si Rong didn't expect was that the damned white man was actually a photographer.

She didn't know when he had taken her photo, and he had even published it in the newspaper, naming it "Oriental Beauty."

Below it, he had also written a short essay about meeting a muse, being deeply moved, and a bunch of other nonsense.

Finally, he wished her and her husband a happy marriage.

Si Rong:...

What a crazy photographer!

Jiang Cheng handed her the newspaper, then said nothing, just staring at her with a pair of deep phoenix eyes.

It was as if he were saying, "Give me an explanation, otherwise I will watch you, keep watching you."

"I went to Guang Shi, met him, he said he liked me, I said I had a husband, he said 'OK,' and that was it. I didn't even know when the photo was taken."

"It wasn't taken," Jiang Cheng had already looked at it dozens of times, "It was drawn; that person should be a painter."

"What?" Si Rong was shocked, took the newspaper, and looked at it carefully again.

This person was amazing; he had actually drawn it to look just like a photograph.

At a glance, one couldn't tell the difference at all.

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a bit of regret for telling her.

"Alright, stop looking," he took the newspaper away again, "it's just being able to draw."

Si Rong raised an eyebrow, "Can you do it too?"

Jiang Cheng:...

Of course he couldn't, but he could fly a fighter jet.

"I'm jealous." Worried that Si Rong hadn't noticed, he took the initiative to say it himself.

Si Rong truly hadn't noticed; she had thought he simply liked this painting.

"Is it very sour?" Si Rong asked him, "If it's bad, I'll have Wu Shen wrap some dumplings at noon; we could save on a dish of dipping sauce."

Jiang Cheng:...

He pinned her directly onto the bed and kissed her fiercely for a while, "I want a reward!"

He was already jealous, couldn't she compensate him with something?

Besides, he didn't want to eat dumplings.

Not being the least bit worried about his jealous appearance—she was certain he couldn't do anything to her, right?

"A reward?" Si Rong leaned into his ear, "Then wait until tonight..., is that okay?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up instantly, and his jealousy slowly faded away.

He knew his wife only liked him, and this act of jealousy had achieved its purpose.

Now, he just had to wait for tonight.