Translator: Lonelytree
Since Elder Sheng was present, Jiang Niansheng could only protest with her eyes. Sheng Hanye ignored her.
“By the way, I also heard that Xia Caiwei is back.” Elder Sheng brought it up casually, “Has she recovered fully from her injuries?”
“Yes, grandpa.”
“Then, there is no need for you to take care of her anymore. Hanye, don’t you agree?” There was caution in Elder Sheng’s eyes. This was a warning to Sheng Hanye. Since he had married Jiang Niansheng, he should stop his interaction with Xia Caiwei. Otherwise, the Sheng family might not be so kind to Xia Caiwei.
Sheng Hanye replied, “Grandpa, you’re right.”
Jiang Niansheng wanted to say something, but Sheng Hanye grabbed her hand tightly. There was a warning look in his eyes.
‘Huh, so he’s afraid that I’d say something unfavorable about Xia Caiwei.’
Elder Sheng chatted for a while and prepared to leave. Sheng Hanye and Jiang Niansheng stood up to walk him out. The company was busy so many people saw this. When Elder Sheng got into his car and went away, Jiang Niansheng had to rub her face. Her muscles were sore from smiling so much.
She glared at Sheng Hanye. “You’re not serious about the baby, right?”
“Do you think grandpa is someone who can be easily fooled?”
“You could have found excuses like a lack of time, some new company project to push it until two years later.” Jiang Niansheng said, “So why did you agree so easily?”
Sheng Hanye looked at her indifferently. “I had no choice.”
“So, you really mean we’re…”
“Going to have a baby.” He suddenly moved forward to close the distance between them. When he leaned forward, the tip of his nose brushed against her forehead. “It’s for you and me.”
Jiang Niansheng reached out to touch his forehead. “You don’t have a fever so why are you talking nonsense?”
Sheng Hanye’s eyes were deep. “The child must be born, girl or boy.” If he was lucky, he might have a daughter who looked just like… Jiang Niansheng. There would be another person who looked like Wen Wan in the world.
“What if I don’t want to have a child?”
“Jiang Niansheng, I’m not asking you, I’m informing you.”
She raised her chin. “Sheng Hanye, do you know… Someone as selfish as you will never understand the true meaning of marriage because you will never know how to love someone.”
He was startled and mumbled, “Someone… has said something like that before.”
“From how you still act, you must have broken her heart.”
Sheng Hanye fell silent.
Yes, he had broken her heart, and now he had no way to make up for it.
Jiang Niansheng looked at him. “To you, marriage is a scheme, and children are bargaining chips. But in fact, marriage is the sublimation of love, and children are the fruit of that beautiful union.”
So if there was no love, why bring a child into the world to suffer?
A happy childhood could shape a person for life. An unhappy childhood could destroy a person forever.
Jiang Niansheng hoped her child would grow up in a loving and warm family environment. That would not happen when she was in a contract marriage with Sheng Hanye.
“Forget it.” Jiang Niansheng turned around and left. “You won’t understand it anyway.”
She walked into the company hall, and Sheng Hanye walked steadily behind her.
On the right side of the hall, there was a piano. The sunlight shone on the black and white keys of the piano. It glowed in the light. Jiang Niansheng was attracted by the piano. She walked over and gently brushed her fingers over the keys.
“Care to play a song?” Sheng Hanye leaned against the piano. “Everyone who played this has praised the instrument’s beautiful tune.”
Jiang Niansheng pressed down her fingers and the piano chimed melodiously.
“I don’t know how to play the piano.” She admitted, “I was never good at remembering music scores.”
Sheng Hanye’s expression slowly turned serious. “Wait, you don’t know how to play the piano?”
“Yes. Is that wrong?” Jiang Niansheng glanced at him. “Why? Do I have to be proficient in all kinds of musical instruments to be your wife?”
He asked again, “You’re sure you don’t know how to play the piano?”
Jiang Niansheng rolled her eyes and walked towards the elevator. Sheng Hanye stood in front of the piano motionlessly. His well-defined fingers floated above the piano keys, but he couldn’t bring himself to press on the keys.
In the mail sent by Flying Feather, Jiang Niansheng had won many piano awards. So how could she not know how to play the piano?
Could it be related to the illness that Jiang Niansheng had when she was in university?
“Wei Lian!”
“Yes, CEO Sheng!”
Sheng Hanye uttered. “Send out Flying Feather. I need to know what illness Jiang Niansheng had when she was in university. I need to see that medical records!”
Wei Lian answered carefully. “But CEO Sheng, there was mention of any medical record in the email sent by Flying Feather…”
“Keep on looking!” His expression was gloomy. “They have to find it no matter what!”
“Yes.”
Sheng Hanye smashed his fingers on the keys and the piano groaned. Then he turned to drive to the hospital.
Wei Lian sighed. “CEO Sheng, what are you doing digging into Madam’s background? It looks like the Flying Feather has their work cut out for them.”
…
At the ward, Sheng Hanye met Jiang Yangchen.
Jiang Yangchen was reading and writing supervised by a nurse. He was like a serious primary school student.
“One, two, three, four…” Suddenly a shadow loomed over Jiang Yangchen. The latter raised his head to look at Sheng Hanye. “Who are you?”
“Is Jiang Niansheng your sister?”
“Of course Sheng Er is my younger sister,” Jiang Yangchen answered without thinking. “She’s my smarter younger sister and my parent’s lovely daughter.”
“Are you sure?”
Jiang Yangchen’s eyes were very innocent. “Yes, I’m sure!”
“Then why doesn’t she know how to play the piano? She even won awards for her piano recitals!”
“Sheng Er knows how to play the piano? Hmm, maybe she does…”
Sheng Hanye’s eyes darkened. With Jiang Yangchen in this state, he was not going to get anything useful from him. However, Sheng Hanye decided to ask one more question. “What kind of illness did Jiang Niansheng catch? Can you still remember?”
“Sheng Er is ill?” Jiang Yangchen immediately stood up and he was very nervous. “How is she? Does she need to see a doctor? She’s most afraid of injections. I need to be there for her so she won’t be afraid!”
Sheng Hanye pursed his lips tightly. “I mean when she was young.”
“When she was young?” Jiang Yangchen tilted his head and thought for a moment. “No, Sheng Er has always been very healthy.”
Jiang Yangchen and Jiang Niansheng’s words did not match what Flying Feather found.
Jiang Niansheng’s parents were dead and Jiang Yangchen knew the truth. However, he had the intellect of the child. Who should he ask? Where should he start looking?
Sheng Hanye cultivated Flying Feather himself so he knew they wouldn’t make any mistakes with a simple background search.
So there was only one possibility.
Jiang Niansheng was not Jiang Niansheng! She was Wen Wan!