Chapter 58: Han Li Pays a Visit
For dinner, Aunt Chen had made a lot of delicious dishes. Jiang Yu asked in confusion, “Why did you make so much food? Is today some special day?”
Aunt Chen looked at Jiang Yu in surprise. “Mr. Han said he’d be coming back tonight to celebrate with you and told me to cook more. Didn’t Mr. Han tell you?”
“Celebrate what?”
“I don’t know. Mr. Han only said we were celebrating, not what we were celebrating. You don’t know either?”
Jiang Yu shook his head. He thought about it for a long time but still couldn’t figure out what there was to celebrate today.
In the evening, Han Cheng came home with a smile all over his face. As soon as he entered, he gave Jiang Yu a firm hug.
He pulled Jiang Yu to sit by the dining table, poured red wine for the two of them, and said, “I’m happy today. Have a little drink with me.”
They clinked glasses. After finishing the wine, Jiang Yu couldn’t help asking, “What’s made you so happy? What are we celebrating today?”
“Celebrating that I taught Wei Rang a lesson and drove him back out of the country. His leg was broken by his own father—he’ll be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
I also tore a huge chunk of flesh off the Wei family. I won this battle beautifully. It’s been ten years—today I finally got this off my chest. I feel great, so of course we’re celebrating.
My sister’s also returned to the country. In a few days, I’ll take you to meet her.”
“Are you sure you want to take me to meet your sister? Not Ji Xu?” Jiang Yu still couldn’t figure Han Cheng out.
He was just an ordinary person and couldn’t offer Han Cheng any help. Han Cheng clung to him like this—could it really just be to use him as a shield for Ji Xu?
Han Cheng looked at Jiang Yu and explained helplessly, “Jealous again? Yes, I had a meal with Ji Xu today, but that was to thank him.
I even deliberately chose a window seat so people would see it. In public, the two of us didn’t even touch hands.
This time, Ji Xu provided me with a lot of evidence while he was by Wei Rang’s side. Being able to tear a chunk off the Wei family also involved help from the Ji family. He and I are just partners—there are no other feelings involved.
There are many areas where our two families cooperate now. It’s impossible to completely cut off contact with the Ji family, and I won’t fall out with Ji Xu completely either.
But I can guarantee that Ji Xu and I are just very ordinary friends. Other than friendship, there is absolutely no romantic love.
My parents were forced together by their families, and their relationship was terrible. I don’t want to be like them—finding someone I don’t love for the sake of some so-called family and wasting my entire life. That family isn’t worth that kind of sacrifice.
In the Han family, my only real family is my sister, Han Li. Our parents never cared much about either of us—we basically grew up relying on each other.
You don’t have to meet my parents, but I hope you’ll meet my sister.
She came back from abroad this time specifically because of dealing with Wei Rang. I’ve already told her about you, and she really wants to meet you.”
“Are you taking me to meet the family?” Jiang Yu joked.
But Han Cheng nodded very seriously. “Yes. I want you to meet the only family I have. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I swear I’ll love you for a lifetime and never betray you.”
Han Cheng raised one hand in oath while gripping Jiang Yu’s hand with the other, holding it tightly.
These days, no one really believes in oaths anymore. Heaven doesn’t have eyes, and insincere vows never get struck by lightning.
“I believe you. Let’s eat,” Jiang Yu said, squeezing Han Cheng’s hand in return. His face was full of emotion, but the trust didn’t quite reach his eyes.
Jiang Yu wasn’t a very good actor. Han Cheng gave a bitter smile and didn’t say anything more. Whether Jiang Yu believed in his love or not, he had no intention of letting Jiang Yu leave in this lifetime.
He refused to believe that if he spent an entire lifetime proving his love, Jiang Yu would still doubt it.
The dishes were made by Aunt Chen according to their tastes. Forgetting all the talk of love and not love, the two of them enjoyed the dinner thoroughly.
After eating, they “worked it off” for half the night, with no risk of indigestion, and then both slept soundly until morning.
Han Cheng told Jiang Yu to wait a few days—he still had to take over several projects from the Wei family. In a few days, he would take Jiang Yu to meet his sister.
Jiang Yu wasn’t particularly looking forward to meeting Han Cheng’s sister, but Han Li seemed eager to meet Jiang Yu. Not long after Han Cheng left, Han Li showed up at the door.
“I’m Han Cheng’s sister. My name is Han Li.” The Han family had good genes—Han Li was a stunning, coolly beautiful woman.
But she was too cold, and the way she looked Jiang Yu up and down was like she was appraising a piece of merchandise, which made him uncomfortable.
“Hello, Sister—” Jiang Yu greeted politely, but Han Li cut him off.
Han Li raised a hand and waved dismissively. “Don’t call me that. You’re not qualified.”
Jiang Yu froze for a moment. Now he could see it clearly—this visitor was not friendly.
“I’m thirsty. Go pour me a cup of tea. There’s Da Hong Pao at home, right? That’s the only thing I drink.” Han Li walked straight into the living room, sat down on the sofa, and ordered Jiang Yu to make her tea.
“I don’t drink tea, so there’s no tea at my place,” Jiang Yu said calmly, sitting on the sofa opposite her.
“Heh. Not even Da Hong Pao at home? Looks like Han Cheng doesn’t like you all that much after all.” Han Li seized the chance to mock him.
Aunt Chen, however, took out a bright red canister. “There is Da Hong Pao. Would you like some, Miss Han?”
Both Han Li and Jiang Yu looked at Aunt Chen in surprise.
Jiang Yu was surprised that there really was Da Hong Pao at home—he had no idea.
Han Li, on the other hand, flew into a rage and rushed over, trying to snatch the red canister from Aunt Chen. Aunt Chen dodged nimbly. “Miss Han, Mr. Han repeatedly instructed me not to let you take it away.”
“So it’s just this one can! No wonder there wasn’t any left at home—I see you took it here.” Han Li seemed furious and turned back to glare viciously at Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu suddenly laughed, leaning back against the sofa smugly. “Looks like Han Cheng really does love me.”
The slap in the face came too fast. Han Li’s cool, aloof face flushed red with anger, making her look much more alive.
Jiang Yu couldn’t help admiring her—Han Li really was a beauty. No wonder Wei Rang had fallen for her and gone to any lengths to get her.
“If you don’t want tea, then forget it. Drinking it all the time doesn’t taste like much anyway. Is there any soda at home? Do you have peach-flavored soda?” Han Li took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and asked Aunt Chen.
“Yes, I’ll go get it for you,” Aunt Chen replied with her usual smile, unaffected by Han Li’s temper.
“No need—you go get it,” Han Li stopped Aunt Chen, sat back down on the sofa, and pointed at Jiang Yu, telling him to fetch the peach soda.
“Aunt Chen, I want cola. Please bring a peach soda along with it,” Jiang Yu said. He wasn’t about to indulge her. He wasn’t planning on marrying Han Cheng anyway, so there was no need to endure Han Li’s provocation.
“Are you this arrogant in front of Han Cheng too? Does he know how rude you are behind his back? Since you know I’m Han Cheng’s sister, aren’t you afraid I’ll go tell him what you’re really like?”
“It seems Miss Han is used to being high and mighty and doesn’t know that respect is mutual. If you don’t respect me, why should I respect you? Even if Han Cheng were here, I wouldn’t let you pick on me just because he’s present.
Since you’ve already seen what I’m like, you can go tell Han Cheng right now. The soda’s yours—I won’t keep you company any longer. Goodbye, Miss Han.
Aunt Chen, please make me some Da Hong Pao.”
Jiang Yu hated trouble. Now that he knew Han Li’s attitude toward him, he had no patience left to entertain her.
