Chapter 4: Si Liya
Throwing the marriage certificate back into the suitcase, Jiang Wanwan took the wallet out of the suitcase, which contained the ID card and a bunch of bank cards. She glance at the birth date on the ID card, it was actually the same birthday as her own, only that the original owner was ten years younger than her.
Jiang Wanwan really laughed helplessly this time, the year she started her own business was exactly 23 years old, and now she was back to this point with nothing.
No, she didn't have nothing, she now had 50 million yuan in debt and a marriage certificate like a deed of sale.
Jiang Wanwan sighed in depression and took her phone back to her bedroom to sit on the bay window. After pressing the on button, the camera recognized her face and unlocked automatically. Jiang Wanwan saw the words 99 messages on the WeChat alert and clicked in. The avatars inside flashed into a ball.
Jiang Wanwan read through them one by one. Basically, they were all words of envy and blessing from her girlfriends, not knowing whether the feelings were plastic or not, but looking at the blessings was quite sincere anyway.
When she reached the bottom, Jiang Wanwan saw that one of the WeChat accounts name was Si Liya. Her hand stopped and clicked on the avatar.
If she remembered correctly, the plastic best friend who introduced Jiang Wanwan to the little white guy in the novel was called Si Liya.
When she opened Si Liya's dialog box, unlike others who had a screen full of well wishes. She first apologized that she was not feeling well enough to attend the wedding, and then said that she had prepared a wedding gift for her and wanted to deliver it to her door in person.
Jiang Wanwan didn't reply to her, instead, she scrolled up to check their previous chat history and realized that this "best friend" had just been added as a friend last month, and the first thing that Si Liya sent was: "You're the sister Wanwan who is engaged to brother Heming, right? I'm his sister. "
From the content of the chat, the original owner was quite wary at first from the chat, after all she was already then engaged to Xi Heming and knew that he was an only son and did not have any sister at all. But it must be said that this Si Liya is very good at guessing people's hearts, chatting from time to time to mention that she has a long-standing boyfriend, and often show a little love, but the whole time she is listening to her, not even a photo with her boyfriend has been sent.
After the original owner dropped her guard, Si Liya brought up stories about Xi Heming's childhood and school days. The original owner knew very little about Xi Heming, so when she saw that Si Liya was willing to take the initiative to tell her these stories, she really took her as a good person and soon opened up and became good friends with her. Not only did they often go out for afternoon tea, but Jiang Wanwan also told Si Liya about Xi Heming's coldness towards her.
As a caring "best friend", Si Liya gave her a lot of ideas, sending chicken soup to the company, taking the initiative to throw herself at him and being more wary of female secretaries were all her tips. The original owner, who was quite innocent, had not long graduated and was not experienced in love, not only believed in Si Liya's advice, but also implemented it thoroughly.
Jiang Wanwan saw this and couldn't help but cover her forehead with a long sigh. The original owner is really a solid child, and Xi Heming's cold-hearted nature. He is most disgusted to women who offer themselves to him, so it's strange that he would have a good impression of the original owner if these tactics were used on him.
Jiang Wanwan went through the chat logs again and couldn't help but laugh when she saw that the original owner had invited Si Liya to be the bridesmaid. She guess Si Liya was furious when she saw the message. She didn't want to be the bridesmaid, she wanted to be the bride!
Jiang Wanwan was just about to close the chat screen after reading their chat, when Si Liya sent a voice message. Jiang Wanwan clicked on it and a pitiful and delicate female voice came out from it: "Wanwan, are you angry because I didn't go to your wedding today? But I feel much better now, and I want to go to your house to give you the wedding gift I prepared for you in person."
Jiang Wanwan almost burst out laughing. This Si Liya was really a bit too shameless, she couldn't wait to get close to Xi Heming as her "best friend"? She is not the original owner, so naturally she does not believe in what Si Liya said about being close to Xi Heming and growing up with Xi Heming as a brother and sister.
From the way Xi Heming looks now, she can guess that he was a difficult person to get along with when he was a child, and even people his age may not be able to make friends with him. If these two were really as close as Si Liya said, then she would not have had to go through all the trouble from herself and should have dragged Xi Heming to get married long ago.
Looking at the voice message from Si Liya, Jiang Wanwan curled her lips and replied back according to the original owner's tone, "I want you to come too dear, but Heming said he doesn't like outsiders coming to the house, so I can't do anything about him. You're close to him, talk to him. How can you be so hypocritical!"
After the message was sent, Si Liya didn't reply for half a day, she was probably very angry. Jiang Wanwan sneered. Although she has no interest in Xi Heming and does not intend to maintain this marriage, it does not mean that she will hand over Xi Heming to Si Liya.
Although the original owner's misery has its own problems, it was also inseparable from Si Liya's careful planning and long hours of subtle brainwashing. If Si Liya stops there, that's fine. But if she still wanted to use the same tactics she used to trick the original owner to trick her, she will definitely let this green tea bitch to know what it was like to despair.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wanwan sent another message to Si Liya: "He Ming asked me to try on the dress I'm going to wear when I go home tomorrow. I won't chat with you for now, and I will go to have afternoon tea when I have time."
When Si Liya still didn't reply to the message, Jiang Wanwan reckoned that she was so angry that she might have dropped her phone.
After teasing Si Liya, Jiang Wanwan was in a good mood. She exited the chat box and found a message from a person with the note "Dad", asking her how she was getting along with Xi Heming and telling her to take care of herself and not to stay up late playing games all the time.
Although it was just a few sentences, the concern between the lines could be seen, but when she thought of the 50 million that Xi Heming had said, Jiang Wanwan pushed back some of the emotions that had just risen, and her heart was mixed up.
The reply was typed and deleted, and finally Jiang Wanwan closed the dialog box. It was too difficult to know what the other party was thinking through the screen with only text communication, so she had to go back and ask what was going on in person.
Tossing the phone aside, Jiang Wanwan fell asleep quickly on the soft bed, not knowing how long it would be before there was a knock on the door: "Madam, dinner is served."
Jiang Wanwan opened her eyes and froze for a moment looking at the darkness and unfamiliar surroundings of the room. When she heard the name "madam", she had goose bumps. She was used to being called Ms. Jiang, but she really didn't feel comfortable with this name.
After washing up, when Jiang Wanwan came out, Xi Heming was already seated at the dining table, waiting for her to start the meal.
Although it was only May at the moment, the weather was already very warm, and Xi Heming was not only wearing trousers and a shirt in this temperature, but also had his collar buttoned up tightly, fearing that Jiang Wanwan would see one more piece of his flesh.
Jiang Wanwan snickered at Xi Heming's defensiveness, it's not like she saw his abs on purpose, why is this man so vindictive? There was no temperament at all as a president.
Walking to the other side of the table, Jiang Wanwan sat down opposite to Xi Heming. Xi Heming was stunned to see her dressed in ordinary home clothes, with her hair tied up casually and no makeup on her face.
After the engagement, every time Jiang Wanwan came to see him, she looked exquisitely made up. Her clothes and shoes were never the same as her bag, and even the perfume she wore smelled different, so it was a lot of effort.
Xi Heming has seen such women in recent years, whether attending cocktail parties or business entertainment. The women who dared to come to his side were either famous women of his family or beautiful women with superb looks and elegance. Compared to them, Jiang Wanwan is really nothing special, and it will naturally not cause Xi Heming to treat her differently.
But now a plain-faced, casually dressed Jiang Wanwan was sitting in front of him, making Xi Heming feel a little special. But when he thought of her coming out comfortably dressed, while he was bound by his suit trousers and shirt, Xi Heming was a little unbalanced in his heart, and immediately couldn't help but say venomously, "Jiang Wanwan, aren't you getting into your role a little too quickly? Don't you think you're dressed too casually?"
"I'm used to wearing something comfortable and casual at home." Jiang Wanwan raised her eyes and glanced at Xi Heming: "But does Mr. Xi also like to tie his shirt so tightly at home? You're not afraid of strangling yourself to death."
Xi Heming subconsciously raised his hand and touched the button on his neck. He used to wear it all the time and didn't feel bad about it, but now when she said it, he really felt a bit suffocated.
Not waiting for Xi Heming to speak, Jiang Wanwan slowly added another sentence: "If you want to say that this is not my home, I can go back to my own home, so that we don't have to look at each other."
Looking at Jiang Wanwan's expectant eyes, Xi Heming couldn't help but laugh in exasperation, he had never seen such a woman, turning her face over faster than a book!
"You can go home if you want!" Xi Heming cut a piece of steak into his mouth and said slowly, "Ask your father to return the 50 million and you can leave!"
Jiang Wanwan's face instantly turned green with anger. If he can't beat her with words, he will say 50 million yuan. Is he using fifty million yuan as a curse?
Looking at Jiang Wanwan's speechless look, Xi Heming picked up the red wine cup and raised it towards Jiang Wanwan with a faint smile: "Happy wedding, Mrs. Xi!"
Jiang Wanwan glanced at him and said sullenly, "I look forward to the day when you say happy divorce to me."
Xi Heming took a sip of red wine, put the glass down and took his knife and fork to elegantly cut the steak: "I'm also looking forward to that day, it's just a pity that I will have to wait until five years from now."
"It won't take that long, I'll try to return the money to you in three years!" Jiang Wanwan took a deep breath and regained her composure. She looked at the table full of exquisite dishes, pushed the steak in front of her to the side and turned her head to ask the maid next to her, ""Is there any rice? A bowl for me, please."
The maid was already dumbfounded by the conversation between the two, and when she saw that Jiang Wanwan wanted to eat rice she hurriedly took the opportunity to go back to the kitchen and soon brought out a small bowl with a small half bowl of rice in it.
Jiang Wanwan took a deep breath and helplessly revealed a smile, "Auntie, I'm not a bird. Please change a bigger bowl for me and fill it up for me."
"OK ...... Okay ......" The housemaid busily carried the rice away and brought a full bowl of rice in front of Jiang Wanwan after a while.
Jiang Wanwan took a piece of beef stewed in red wine, a bite of rice, a bite of meat, a bite of shrimp and a bite of green vegetables and ate with a big appetite. If she want to earn back 50 million soon, she have to start a business, and to start a business she have to have a good body to carry it, and to have a good body she have to eat well and exercise, and this weak look of the original owner will not do.
Xi Heming looked at her gulping down her meal ignoring herself and couldn't help but remember how she had acted when she had provoked herself before marriage, he couldn't help but stab her, "I remember the last time I had dinner with you, you had a very small appetite and didn't eat much at the end of the meal, so you were faking it at that time!"
His eyes fell on Jiang Wanwan's half-eaten rice, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.
Jiang Wanwan, who had regained her strength, put a large piece of braised fish into her bowl and looked up at him, "Oh, that time it was because you were so narcissistic that I lost my appetite, so I couldn't eat at all."
Although Xi Heming didn't like the way Jiang Wanwan had pestered him like a nympho before the wedding, he felt a little angry at her unrelentimg mockery of him.
He tugged at his collar and unbuttoned the top button, replied unwillingly, "So you have an appetite this time? You're so fickle!"
"I don't feel nauseous when I'm used to it." Jiang Wanwan's gaze flicked around his throat knot before she suddenly laughed softly, "Mr. Xi, wasn't the button on your collar tightly fastened just now? Now you're unbuttoning it, are you trying to find a chance to seduce me again?"
XI Heming: ".................."
Jiang Wanwan deliberately looked down his neck with an ambiguous smile on her face, "Mr. Xi, you're still quite flirtatious!"
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