Chapter 126: Are You Possessed by a Ghost?

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Xu An’an’s breath caught, and feeling a bit at a loss, she averted her gaze. “Nonsense, I was just worried you might fall asleep and turn into a corpse!”

“That would be such a blow to my fragile heart!” Jiang Lie wanted to reach out and pinch Xu An’an’s cheek, but his body was too weak, so he gave up.

He smiled lightly and said no more.

Watching Jiang Lie sleep, Xu An’an leaned against the side quietly, occasionally reaching out to touch just below his nose.

Only when she confirmed he was breathing did she relax.

She had only slept a few hours earlier and now couldn’t fall back asleep. Taking out her phone, she messaged Assistant Wang: [Assistant Wang, what exactly happened just now?]

She felt a lot must have happened while she was unconscious.

Assistant Wang was still handling the aftermath and quickly replied: [It was truly a heart-stopping ordeal! Second Young Master is capable, but those two were very cunning. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so seriously injured.]

[Those two have been handed over to the police.]

Xu An’an glanced at Jiang Lie and carefully pulled the blanket over him. “Where is Second Young Master hurt?”

Assistant Wang: [His chest and right arm.]

Realizing she was lying on Jiang Lie’s right side, she quickly shifted away, afraid of touching his wounds and now understanding why he had been sitting on the sofa.

What a clumsy fool. Couldn’t he have switched rooms?

Or was he worried about leaving her alone here?

Suddenly, her heart softened.

There was still over an hour before dawn.

Xu An’an yawned and continued scrolling on her phone until Jiang Lie woke. Then she slipped under the covers. “You’re up. It’s my turn to sleep now.”

Knowing Xu An’an had stayed by his side stirred something in Jiang Lie’s heart.

He shifted closer, drew her near, and kissed her cheek. “Silly girl, I’m not that easy to kill.”

If he didn’t have so much to deal with, Jiang Lie wished he could stay with her a while longer.

Those who dared to try and take his life would have to be dealt with properly!

…

The Jiang Residence.

The matriarch had planned to have someone arrange the marriage certificate for Xu An’an and Jiang Yu today, then pick a good date for the wedding. But Jiang Lie insisted she find a master to check their birth charts for compatibility.

The matriarch thought his request reasonable and spent a fortune inviting the venerable Master Yuanji from Puhua Temple.

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“Master, please help us examine these two birth charts,” she said.

Master Yuanji studied the papers carefully, nodding from time to time. “Miss Xu’s destiny is quite good—two characters mean ‘prosperous husband.’”

Hearing this, Jiang Yu’s mother beamed with joy.

But the matriarch was less pleased—not because she disliked Xu An’an’s auspicious fate, but because she didn’t want such a fortunate woman paired with the incompetent Jiang Yu.

Her heart leaned toward Jiang Lie.

After all, since returning to the country, Jiang Lie had given her many fine gifts, while Jiang Yu had offered nothing but empty words.

“Grandmother, since the master says Xu An’an has such a good fate, shouldn’t we start planning her wedding with Xiao Yu?”

Jiang Yu’s mother was eager to marry Xu An’an into the family to boost Jiang Yu’s career.

The matriarch had Master Yuanji escorted away and said leisurely, “No rush. Isn’t Xiao Yu currently striving for the vice president position? Wait until he secures that, then we’ll discuss the wedding.”

This sudden change left Jiang Yu’s mother stunned.

“I’m a bit tired now,” she said.

She could only watch helplessly as the matriarch was helped away, inwardly cursing the old woman.

At her age, playing such games—why didn’t she just die abroad?

Why must she come back to stir trouble?

…

When Xu An’an woke, it was already afternoon.

Still groggy, the events of last night felt like a dream.

Seeing Jiang Lie absent from the room, she sat up and called him. “Aren’t you injured? Why aren’t you resting quietly?”

“Hungry? I’ve sent someone to bring you food.”

“What about you?”

Xu An’an wasn’t fooled by Jiang Lie’s offer of food. She had lifted his shirt last night and clearly saw bandages wrapped around his chest, with blood seeping through.

Jiang Lie chuckled softly. “Don’t worry, I’m much better now.”

“Where are you?”

Xu An’an wasn’t reassured without seeing him herself. “Don’t get me wrong—I don’t care about you. It’s the ‘fat cat’ I worry about!”

Jiang Lie raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Did Fat Cat just call you? Why not call me too?”

Xu An’an was momentarily speechless. “I haven’t finished—I mean, if Fat Cat loses you as a benefactor, I won’t be able to support her!”

“Wash up first. Eat, then have your manager bring you to me.”

“All right.”

After hanging up, Xu An’an couldn’t help grumbling a bit.

Ringing! It was Shen Ying calling.

Xu An’an answered, “What is it?”

“Come home for dinner tonight. Your dad’s friend sent over lots of fresh seafood—you love that, right?” Shen Ying smiled sweetly.

If it weren’t for the familiar voice and number, Xu An’an would have suspected a scam.

“Cut the act. We’re enemies now.”

“Yes, yes, I was wrong before. But I’ve thought it over—no matter what, you’re your father’s daughter. As his wife, I should treat you better.”

“Have you lost your mind?”

If Jiang Yu’s mother hadn’t called, insisting Xu An’an had a fate to bring fortune to her husband and must marry into the Jiang family, encouraging Shen Ying to help arrange a match with Jiang Yu and even giving her substantial benefits, she wouldn’t have bothered to be so flattering to Xu An’an.

Shen Ying took a deep breath, suppressing her anger. “Fine, I’ll be honest with you.”

After hearing Shen Ying’s words, Xu An’an felt dreadful. With Master Yuanji’s unexpected appearance, it seemed she was definitely going to marry Jiang Yu!

She could contend with Shen Ying because she had already saved her mother.

But how could she stand against the Jiang family?

Especially the matriarch—she was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

“I know you despise Jiang Yu’s incompetence, but the Jiang family has decided on you. If you dare run from the marriage, believe me, they’ll make it impossible for you and your mother to survive in Shanghai,” Shen Ying said coldly.

“Advice? Keep groveling to me, because I will marry into the Jiang family. Then, with a little whispering in the right ear, who knows? Maybe the Xu family will go bankrupt.”

“You—!”

“I’m not going back.”

Tired of arguing, Xu An’an hung up, her mood sour.

On the other end, Shen Ying was equally frustrated, cursing, “The Xu family—father and daughter—are impossible to please. Fine, just wait and see!”

“I’ll drain the Xu family dry. Whether they go bankrupt or not has nothing to do with me!”

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