A Beloved Wife in Marriage

Chapter 274 - 274: Untitled

Chapter 274: Untitled

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Jiang Yanshen waited for a long time but didn’t hear her answer. When he looked down, he realized that she had already fallen asleep.

His eyes dimmed slightly, and his thin lips curled up helplessly. He carefully placed her swollen hand outside the blanket to avoid being touched.

He lowered his head and planted a light kiss on her lips.

The next day was the day of Jiang Chongjing and Wu Suyun’s cremation. Early in the morning, dark clouds covered the sky as if they wanted to crush the city.

The drizzling rain began to fall at some point, and the sorrowful music set off the atmosphere of the entire Jiang family. It was especially sad and heavy.

When the media found out that Jiang Chongjing’s body was being moved, they naturally had to wait outside. However, Jiang Yanshen had arranged for security in advance, so they couldn’t get close or take close-up photos.

Lin Qingqian’s identity was special. She didn’t want to be photographed by the media, so she didn’t walk with Jiang Yanshen. Instead, she walked at the back of the crowd.

Jiang Yanshen was holding Jiang Chongjing’s photo, while Jiang Yunshen was carrying Wu Suyun’s photo and getting into the car in front.

Lin Qingqian, on the other hand, got into the last car. She held the black umbrella in her left hand and she couldn’t help but turn back to look at a certain window on the second floor.

She could vaguely see the curtains moving and a figure walking past.

On a day like today, Li Guilan had no intention of appearing. Now… she was too lazy to even put on an act.

Black cars drove into the Jiang family’s cemetery in a low-key and stable manner. Jiang Chongjing’s body had been cremated early in the morning. Now, a small jar of ashes was placed in the cemetery. The brand new tombstone still emitted the smell of paint.

In the black and white photo, Jiang Chongjing was still staring at everyone with his uncomfortable eyes, as if he was complaining about his unwillingness.

After the funeral, the old lady went back to rest in low spirits, while Jiang

Yunshen went to pay his respects to Wu Suyun, who was buried elsewhere.

Jiang Yanshen walked in front of Lin Qingqian and took the umbrella from her hand. “Let’s go back.” Lin Qingqian nodded. “Okay.”

Begonia Courtyard.

After Lin Qingqian finished answering the company’s work call, she had just put down her phone when Jiang Yanshen pulled her to the sofa.

Jiang Yanshen was holding a bowl of wonton noodles in his hand. It was obvious that he wanted to feed her.

Lin Qingqian took a bite and said softly, “You eat too.”

Because of the funeral, she did not have time to eat breakfast in the morning.

Jiang Yanshen said, “I’ll eat after you’re done.”

“I don’t have much of an appetite. Let’s eat together,” Lin Qingqian replied.

Jiang Yanshen looked into her eyes and nodded slowly after a moment.

After the two of them finished eating the bowl of wonton noodles, Jiang

Yanshen wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue. “I’m going back to the company. Stay at home and don’t run around.”

Lin Qingqian: “There’s nothing to do at home. I want to…”

Jiang Yanshen passed the bowl to the auntie and turned to look at her. “Do you want me to strip you naked and throw you into the room to lock you up?

This threat was too great. Lin Qingqian instantly didn’t dare to speak and looked at him with her bright eyes wide open.

Jiang Yanshen lowered his head and kissed her forehead. “Be good and take good care of your hands. Otherwise, you won’t be able to draw design drafts in the future. ”

Actually, her hand injury wasn’t that serious, but seeing how worried he was, Lin Qingqian didn’t want to argue with him and nodded obediently.

Jiang Yanshen then went to the company, and Lin Qingqian took out her phone to look at the news when she had nothing to do at home.

Recently, the biggest news was about the Jiang family. Many netizens were talking about it. Most of the news had accompanying photos. Even the photos of the Jiang family in the morning were uploaded.

Lin Qingqian casually swiped a few pages and her fingertips suddenly stopped. A familiar figure had jumped into her eyes..