The tips of the teeth sink into the soft texture, with a hint of punishment.
Leaves a light red mark.
He felt it was not enough.
Bite another one.
Very close, like some kind of hidden mark.
Still not enough.
He sucked it.
This time it was printed with real strawberries.
Ambiguous, intimate.
A mark exclusive to Jiang Muyan.
This is his wife, his alone...
In the bedroom upstairs, Jiang Sinian was lying on the bed with his mobile phone in hand, with a gentle and doting smile hanging on his lips.
When Wen Jingyan lay next to him, he seemed completely unaware.
She glanced inadvertently and saw the profile picture of Jiang Shiya.
Wen Jingyan smiled to himself.
Countless times.
She had also asked hysterically, but she always got the same sentence. "Shiya is my sister. You don't have a brother to love you, so don't you allow brothers all over the world to love your sister? You should also reflect on it. If you weren't like this, how could your brother not love you?"
Wen Jingyan It's true that I don't have a brother who loves me, so I don't understand. Is it normal for a sister in her twenties to wear sexy suspender pajamas and no underwear, and shoot a video and send it to her brother?
But she no longer had the energy to think about it.
The thought of divorce has never occurred to me.
But she really likes Jiang Sinian, and she has really enjoyed the substantial benefits of living in the richest family for three years.
Besides, after all, they haven't done anything substantial yet... right?
In addition to having no sense of boundaries, compared with other rich second generations, Jiang Sinian also has no other messy women around him.
Wen Jingyan took a deep breath, turned over and approached him. "Sinian, let's have a baby."
Without raising his head, Jiang Sinian took out a bottle of medicine and threw it to her pillow. "Is it because I don't want it? It's because you can't give birth on your own. Take more coenzyme Q10. If you can give birth to a son before that bitch Song Yutang, our whole family will have to thank you."
Wen Jingyan stared at the bottle of medicine in silence for two seconds, unscrewed the cap and swallowed one pill directly. "After eating, let's get started."
Jiang Sinian was smiling softly at the screen, with undisguised impatience in his tone. "Is this the only thing on your mind?"
Wen Jingyan stared at the ceiling. "How can you have a baby if you don't do this? Or do you want to be a cuckold?"
He hummed casually and continued to giggle at the phone.
Wen Jingyan's voice finally fluctuated. "I've been taking medicine for three years, but I still can't get pregnant. Have you never thought that it might be your problem?"
"You go to bed first, I'll go out for a while." Jiang Sinian didn't listen at all, he got out of bed and walked out.
The door isn't closed tightly.
Wen Jingyan got up to close it, and happened to see Jiang Shiya's door open.
Her slender body was wrapped in pajamas as thin as cicada wings. She threw herself into Jiang Sinian's arms, her voice soft and waxy. "Brother, the shower in the bathroom can't be turned off. Please help me..."
Jiang Sinian put his arm around her shoulders and whispered something.
The door slammed shut.
Wen Jingyan stood in the corridor for a long time.
Then she turned around, returned to the bed, and lay down flat.
This happened so many times that she became numb.
The phone vibrated.
It's the daughter of a certain socialite. She will attend a charity ball next week, and she is communicating with her about the details of the dress.
Wen Jingyan stared at the message, and the depression in his chest suddenly dissipated.
Forget it.
No matter what their relationship is.
Although she married Jiang Sinian because she liked him, the benefits she received in the past three years were real.
With tens of millions of start-up capital and the golden name of the richest man's granddaughter-in-law, the Haute Couture Studio went from obscurity to international fame within three years.
Wen Jingyan really wants a warm and happy family.
If not, it would be great to have a career.
After finishing the work, she discovered that there was a friend request.
Thinking he was a customer, he passed by.
The other party immediately sent a voice message with a low tone. "Sister, are you asleep?"
It's the male model Lan Residence.
Wen Jingyan was not surprised that he was able to get her contact information, but she blocked him without any hesitation.
It's not easy to be the granddaughter-in-law of the richest man's family.
If you want to get this salary, you have to abide by these rules.
The phone rang again.
This time it was a phone call.
She was about to hang up when she spoke hurriedly, "Don't hang up, don't hang up, I'm not harassing you... Young Master Gu knew about the mistake last time and scolded me and Top Star Brother. In order to restore Lan Residence's reputation, we decided to upgrade you to super VVVIP. One of the service items of super VVVIP is to solve all troubles. I just want to ask you, do you have any need in this regard?"
Wen Jingyan was stunned. "What's the trouble?"
Gu Zheng quickly gave an ambiguous hint: "Don't worry, there is no charge. It's just the kind of trouble that... it's not easy to do it yourself, but you really can't hold your breath."
She had vaguely heard that some second-generation people with profound backgrounds would use private clubs as their base to help people make connections and eliminate disasters.
Lan Residence's Young Master Gu does have this energy.
She was silent for a moment and released the person from the blacklist.
Gu Zheng's messages immediately came pouring in, and each service content was more outrageous than the last:
Catch your husband cheating, take evidence, and file a lawsuit.
When beating a mistress, you can choose between gentle and violent methods.
To recover marital property, a professional legal team guarantees a win.
Children are wronged at school--
Use it as a sack for teachers, or find gangsters to 'encounter' classmates who bully others. The scale is adjustable.
Wen Jingyan:"..."
Is this service project serious?
Seeing that she didn't reply for a long time, Gu Zheng sent another voice message, this time with a deliberately raised voice. "Sister, do you need services in this area?"
A snap--
The door lock rang.
Jiang Sinian opened the door and came in with a gloomy face. "Who are you chatting with?"
Wen Jingyan put down the phone and said calmly, "A customer."
He stepped forward and reached out to grab it.
She dodged and clenched her phone. "As you said, don't be so curious about other people's privacy."
Jiang Sinian's face turned blue and white for a moment.
The next second, he slammed her into the mattress.
Wen Jingyan didn't struggle or make a sound.
She just opened her eyes and looked at the extinguished crystal lamp above her head, letting him crush her into pieces with his punishing movements.
He's always like this.
There is no sense of boundary with Jiang Shiya, and it seems that she has never been his wife in his eyes.
But every time she felt extremely cold-hearted, he would suddenly rush out, as if he loved her very much, and drag her back into the ruins of this relationship.
Been married for three years.
Wen Jingyan still can't figure it out--
Jiang Sinian loves her or not?
Is their marriage normal?
But...
My heart is so tired.
If only...
If her background was better, if she could have someone to rely on like a normal girl, maybe she would have divorced long ago...