"Next time if I don't respond, please don't come in without permission."
Bai Wenxi was in a poor state, with an unnatural flush on both sides of her cheeks. "What's up?"
Jiang Beihuai quickly noticed that she was not feeling well. "What's wrong with you? Who called just now? The ringing was non - stop, like the call of death."
"My stepmother wanted to talk to me about something." Bai Wenxi pressed her temples, trying to suppress her negative emotions. "I'll go to the study with you to talk in detail."
She swayed slightly. Jiang Beihuai quickly encircled his wife and said with heartache, "Is it because the museum work is too busy? I've always advised you not to go out to work. Isn't it good to be a wealthy wife at home?"
Feeling dizzy, Bai Wenxi didn't have the strength to argue with him.
Jiang Beihuai's strong arms encircled her waist. He picked her up horizontally, and Bai Wenxi nestled comfortably in his arms.
Being carried like a princess by her husband and covered by his aura, Bai Wenxi fluttered her long eyelashes lightly and was too shy to raise her eyes.
"A Wen, we've been intimate. Why are you still so shy?"
Jiang Beihuai noticed Bai Wenxi's embarrassment and affectionately rubbed the tip of his nose against her smooth forehead.
He carried Bai Wenxi to the bedroom as if taking a leisurely stroll without even gasping. "Lie down first. I'll talk to you slowly."
Bai Wenxi lay on her back wearily, like a stranded fish, gasping for breath.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Beihuai was very anxious seeing her uncomfortable state. He quickly fetched a glass of water and fed it to her slowly.
"Don't worry. I just haven't recovered yet." Bai Wenxi pushed the loose hair away from her eyes. "What serious matter do you want to talk about?"
Jiang Beihuai placed an extra pillow behind her. His dark eyes were full of excitement. "I called Su Yuning and got in touch with your uncle."
"I invited him to join my project team as the chief lawyer of the legal department." Jiang Beihuai said with high spirits. "He agreed! A Wen, I know it's because of you that he's willing to help me."
Bai Wenxi was not a naive and innocent rich girl who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. She quickly grasped the implication of her husband's words.
"You want to go independent and start your own project?"
Jiang Beihuai didn't hide it from Bai Wenxi and frankly confessed, "Jiang Beili and the others are back. They will surely form cliques in the group. My position as the president has long been coveted."
Bai Wenxi had recovered a little after drinking the warm water. She propped herself up and inquired, "Are you going to just give up the Jiang Group to others?"
"No. I just want to leave myself a way out." Jiang Beihuai gently took Bai Wenxi's hand and playfully fiddled with her slender and fair fingers.
"Take a rest. I'll go and handle some group affairs and then come back to accompany you." Jiang Beihuai kissed her forehead and then touched her plump and rosy lips.
Bai Wenxi obediently closed her eyes and withdrew her hand from her husband's hot palm.
Jiang Beihuai looked at his wife's serene sleeping face. A surge of heat welled up in his heart.
Her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. Every tremor was like a gentle spring breeze caressing his heart.
Jiang Beihuai slightly parted his thin lips and let out a soft sigh. Half of his deep - set features were hidden in the shadow, and his eyes were filled with turbulent and unknown emotions.
Bai Wenxi quietly opened her eyes after hearing the sound of the door closing.
Staring blankly at the moonlight outside the window, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Finally, she got out of bed and left the bedroom.
The buzzing in her ears had greatly reduced. Bai Wenxi took out some melatonin from the drawer and swallowed two pills. Then she tiptoed past the study.
Dim yellow light shone through the crack of the door. Bai Wenxi could catch a glimpse of Jiang Beihuai bending over his desk, working.
He was wearing gold - rimmed glasses and concentrating on reading documents.
Bai Wenxi hid beside the door, her eyes flitting around. Although he played this emotional game of truth and falsehood with her, his work attitude was really impeccable.
Like a light cloud, Bai Wenxi silently went downstairs and strolled into the garden on the left side of the villa.
The garden was carefully tended by a professional gardener, so colorful flowers were in full bloom everywhere.
Under the moonlight, the garden was less crowded and bustling than in the morning and more cold and lonely, as if out of this world.
It exactly matched Bai Wenxi's mood. She lazily sat on the swing, her toes dangling in the air.
"Why is the young mistress here alone?"
The voice of the housekeeper came from behind. Bai Wenxi quickly turned around. It was really her, and she was holding a coat in her hand.
"Aunt Xiang, I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk."
Bai Wenxi was about to stand up when the housekeeper pressed her back down. She put the coat on Bai Wenxi and said gently, "Don't catch a cold."
Bai Wenxi awkwardly curled up her calves and didn't dare to move while sitting on the swing.
The housekeeper was a serious and inflexible person who was quite respected in the Jiang family. Bai Wenxi was afraid that she would lecture her with some big truths.
"Young mistress, you remind me of someone." Unexpectedly, the housekeeper didn't scold her.
"The young master is working hard upstairs, and you're quietly enjoying the moon in the garden." The wrinkles on the housekeeper's face spread into a smile as she sank into the memories of the past. "I'm reminded of your mother."
Su Xingfei was mentioned again by the people in the Jiang family. Bai Wenxi was quite curious. "Were you all very familiar with my mother?"
"But I've never heard my mother talk about this period of time."
The housekeeper gave a bitter smile and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Of course she wouldn't mention it. That period of time ended in such a way..."
Bai Wenxi was extremely eager to hear this past event, but the housekeeper clammed up and instead brought up another topic.
"Before your mother married your father, she worked in the Jiang Group."
Bai Wenxi didn't believe it. "I can believe that she helped out, but I'm quite skeptical about her working there. My father said that my mother was not the kind of person who would listen to her superiors. She was only suitable for working alone."
The housekeeper shook her head with a smile and slowly said, "At that time, your mother had just graduated. Mrs. Su and our old lady were close friends when they were young.
"She entrusted her daughter to the Jiang Group, saying that she wanted to temper her mind. Your mother worked here for more than a year and met your father because of this."
"Really?" Bai Wenxi listened with great interest. Her parents never told her these things. They always just perfunctorily brushed her off.
"I only know that my father was a junior staff member in the museum at that time. Grandpa asked him to start from the front - line." Bai Wenxi racked her brains and finally dug out some fragments from the depths of her memory.
"My father seemed to mention that he pursued my mother first because of an advertisement painting."
The housekeeper's eyes curved into a smile. "Yes. It was an advertisement for the fabrics of the Jiang Group."
"How do you know so much?" Bai Wenxi was too embarrassed to ask the second half of the question. She was just confused about how a housekeeper could know about the affairs in the group.
A look of sadness appeared on the housekeeper's face. "My daughter was a colleague of your mother at that time. They joined the Jiang Group together."
"They were in the same batch?" Bai Wenxi became more and more interested. "Then Aunt Xiang, is your daughter still in the Jiang Group?"
The housekeeper's empty eyes were filled with sadness. "She passed away a long time ago."