A Beloved Wife in Marriage

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Chapter 125: He Would Only Hurt Himself

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Well…

Shen Zhiwei recalled Lin Qingqian’s expression when she came in.

Her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with confusion. It was obvious that she was frightened.

However, for the sake of her patient, Shen Zhiwei had to tell a kind lie. “Miss

Lin is a strong person.”

Jiang Yanshen didn’t say anything else. He lowered his eyes as if he was thinking about something.

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Shen Zhiwei saw that there was no blood from the needle hole and wrapped the blood-stained cotton swab with a tissue. “Do you need me to inform Special Assistant Lu?”

In other words, she wanted to take him back to rest.

Jiang Yanshen looked up at her and thought for a moment. “Tell her I’m asleep.”

Shen Zhiwei understood what he meant. “Then I’ll help you to the bed.”

She turned around to pick up the blanket on the ground and shook it a few times before spreading it out. After confirming that there were no dangerous items, she helped Jiang Yanshen to the bed to rest.

Jiang Yanshen was probably really tired. He closed his eyes the moment he lay down.

Shen Zhiwei covered him with the blanket. She didn’t know if it was because the medicine had taken effect or because the blanket was filled with Lin Qingqian’s scent, but Jiang Yanshen’s tense nerves slowly relaxed. Even his tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and not long after, his breathing slowed down.

Shen Zhiwei confirmed that he was really asleep before she tiptoed out of the room.

Lin Qingqian was sitting on the sofa. Her laptop was already closed and placed at the side. When she heard the faint sound of the door closing, she subconsciously looked over.

Shen Zhiwei threw the tissue into the trash can and walked up to her. She lowered her voice and said, “Director Jiang is fine, but he might have to stay for the night.”

Lin Qingqian pursed her dry lips and stared at her with her bright eyes. “What happened to him?”

Shen Zhiwei was silent. Just as she was thinking about how to tactfully express that she wanted to protect the patient’s privacy, she heard Lin Qingqian’s extremely soft voice—

“Bipolar disorder? Violent tendencies? Mania?”

“Miss Lin.” Shen Zhiwei glanced at her and said calmly, “President Jiang will not hurt you or anyone else.”

He would only hurt himself.

“As for what illness he has, this is the patient’s privacy. You should ask Director Jiang yourself. I can’t reveal the patient’s condition.”

Lin Qingqian lowered her head and laughed inexplicably. Her cold voice carried a hint of mockery. “I still remember that when I was about to get a divorce, he said that I was mentally ill. So the person who was mentally ill was himself.”

That night, Lin Qingqian did not sleep at all and sat on the sofa until dawn.

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When Jiang Yanshen woke up, he pushed open the door and walked out. He was stunned to see her busy in the kitchen.

She was still wearing the clothes from last night. Her hair was casually tied into a bun, and a few strands fell, adding to her disheveled beauty.

The casserole on the stove was boiling something and steam fogged the kitchen glass door. At that moment, her slender silhouette became imprinted in Jiang Yanshen’s heart.

For some reason, when he saw this scene, his heart suddenly felt very warm. It no longer felt empty.

Lin Qingqian seemed to have sensed that someone was looking at her. She turned around and saw the figure outside the kitchen door. Her expression was indifferent as she turned around to turn off the fire.

She took out two bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard, walked to the kitchen door, and handed them to him. “Help me set the table.”

Jiang Yanshen was stunned for a moment. He took the bowl and chopsticks and walked to the dining table in confusion.

Lin Qingqian brought the casserole to the dining table and went to the fridge to take out the cold dishes that she had just made in the morning.

One serving of porridge and two cold dishes. The two of them finished eating silently. Lin Qingman picked up tne DOWI and cnopst1cKs and went to tne kitchen to wash them.

She didn’t say a word throughout the entire process. She didn’t even look at him and treated him like air..

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