A Beloved Wife in Marriage Chapter 83: Are You Cursing Me in Your Heart Again?

Chapter 83: Are You Cursing Me in Your Heart Again?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Jiang Yanshen clearly felt her displeasure and pushed the blame away without changing his expression. “I’m sorry, Song Qin prepared all of this.”
In other words, he did not know.
Lin Qingqian thought about how Song Qin had gone to look for her previously. Looking at his sincere expression, she believed that his capable secretary had made the decision on her own.
How could this dog of a man understand the romantic plots that only existed in these movies?
Jiang Yanshen asked the attendant to take everything away, before he pulled out the seat.
Lin Qingqian sat down and said mysteriously, “Director Jiang really found a considerate secretary.”
Jiang Yanshen sat down opposite her and thought for a moment. “If you don’t like it, I’ll fire her.”
Lin Qingqian ‘
What does it have to do with me whether you change your secretary or not?
Lin Qingqian pretended not to understand his words and took a sip of the lemonade in front of her.
Dinner was personally ordered by Song Qin. The restaurant’s signature steak was paired with top-notch red wine, and there was even a musician playing on the side.
However, seeing that she didn’t like this atmosphere, Jiang Yanshen signaled to the attendant that there was no need for all that.
The meal ended in silence.
Lin Qingqian put down her napkin and didn’t even give him a chance to say the words “Let me send you back”. She stood up and said, “Thank you for the dinner, Director Jiang. Goodbye.”
Jiang Yanshen didn’t say a word. Instead, he stood up and followed behind her. When they walked out of the cafeteria, his large palm grabbed her wrist again and carried her on his shoulder.
Before Lin Qingqian could react, she was already in the car. Jiang Yanshen only squeezed out one word. “Drive.”
“Jiang Yanshen!” She couldn’t help but raise her voice.
Jiang Yanshen glanced at her. “You’re not calling me Director Jiang anymore?”
From the moment she called out Director Jiang, he wanted to tell her to shut up. He endured it again and again, but in the end, he couldn’t help it.
They used to have the closest relationship, but she now only called him— Director Jiang.
Lin Qingqian closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. She scolded the dog of a man a few times in her heart and tried her best to calm her anger. She opened her eyes and said, “Jiang Yanshen, what exactly do you want?”
No matter how stupid she was, she could tell that Jiang Yanshen had come to see her on purpose.
Jiang Yanshen’s dark eyes were deep and sharp as he asked, “Are you cursing me in your heart again?” Lin Qingqian ‘
How did he know that?
Jiang Yanshen knew that he had guessed correctly when he saw her expression.
His lips curled up. “You can scold me if you want. There’s no need to hold it in.”
Compared to her pretending to be obedient or polite and distant, he preferred her truest self.
Lin Qingqian moved to the side, her clear eyes filled with confusion. “Are you still Jiang Yanshen?”
Jiang Yanshen bent his head sideways and approached her bit by bit. Her uneasy and nervous face was clearly reflected in his dark eyes, as his thin lips curled up slightly—
“What if… I say I’m not?”
His warm breath landed on Lin Qingqian’s face, and her ears inexplicably
burned.
Familiar facial features and familiar aura. Who else could it be but Jiang Yanshen?
Lin Qingqian swallowed secretly and forced herself to look away from his whirlpool-like gaze. She looked out of the car window. “Jiang Yanshen, I meant what I said in the hospital.”
Her voice regained its calmness and stability.
Seeing that she was unwilling to look at him, Jiang Yanshen sat up straight again. His peripheral vision still landed on the side of her face, and his lowered eyes blocked the light that flashed in them.
The car stopped at an apartment building. Lin Qingqian did not wait for the chauffeur to open the door. When she pushed open the car door and got out, a manly deep voice came from the darkness of the car—
Lin Qingqian’s back suddenly stiffened. Then, as if she didn’t hear anything, she straightened her back and walked in..