CHAPTER 24: CHAPTER 24: YOUR TRIUMPH WON’T LAST LONG

Song Jiajia: "Sang Yu!"

The thing Song Zhenhua cared about the most was his reputation. If he found out, she would definitely not have a good time.

Auntie Fat looked at Sang Yu with confusion, "Xiao Yu, who is she to you?"

"She’s my cousin," Sang Yu explained.

"How could you have such a cousin?"

Song Jiajia glared at Auntie Fat when she heard this, "What do you mean?"

Auntie Fat: "Whatever you think it means."

Song Jiajia was at a loss for words, her entire face turning red.

"Sang Yu, don’t get too cocky!" Unable to win against Auntie Fat, Song Jiajia turned her aim towards Sang Yu.

Sang Yu: ???

Is Song Jiajia out of her mind? She hasn’t even said anything yet.

"Do you think you can stay smug for long? Jiang Jingming’s about to die, let’s see what you do then!" Song Jiajia spoke carelessly in her fury.

"Hey, who talks like that?"

"That’s too much, you’re actually cursing Captain Jiang!"

"I didn’t expect a woman to be so vicious!"

Song Jiajia’s words sparked public outrage.

Everyone rushed over, and Song Jiajia was surrounded in the middle.

She looked at them, "What do you want? I’m telling you, don’t come near me, I’m about to become a wealthy man’s wife!"

Everyone thought that Song Jiajia seemed to be out of her mind; otherwise, why would she say such things in broad daylight?

Amidst everyone’s scolding and pushing, Song Jiajia was driven out of the market.

Auntie Fat said, "Xiao Yu, don’t listen to that person talk nonsense. Captain Jiang is blessed and will be fine."

Auntie Fat believed that Sang Yu’s cousin was truly venomous to curse someone to death.

Sang Yu nodded, "I understand, Auntie Fat, I didn’t take it to heart."

But Song Jiajia did remind her, in the original novel, it seemed like Jiang Jingming was not far from going on a mission and dying in the line of duty.

It seemed necessary to properly warn Jiang Jingming.

"Good, it’s good that you didn’t take it to heart." Auntie Fat saw that Sang Yu’s expression was normal and felt a lot more at ease.

——

In the evening, Sang Yu prepared dinner, waiting for Jiang Jingming to come home.

However, even after the usual time, Jiang Jingming was still nowhere to be seen.

Sang Yu was a bit worried, just about to call and inquire when the phone rang first.

"Hello," Sang Yu answered the phone.

"Sister-in-law, it’s Lin Wen."

Sang Yu frowned, "Is there something going on?"

"Oh, it’s like this, the captain has something going on tonight, he’s not sure when he can come back. He asked me to tell you not to wait for him to eat," Lin Wen said.

Sang Yu listened to Lin Wen’s tone, which seemed quite normal. He must have gone on a mission.

The time was still early, indicating that the mission wasn’t dangerous.

Sang Yu felt relieved, "Okay, thank you."

"You’re welcome, sister-in-law, goodbye." Lin Wen hung up the phone.

After hanging up, Sang Yu ate dinner by herself.

After eating, Sang Yu went back to her room to continue drawing.

She had time to work on two comics simultaneously now.

This way, she could receive two commissions at the same time.

Time passed second by second, and when Sang Yu looked up, it was already past ten o’clock at night.

After stretching her neck, Sang Yu took her pajamas to take a shower.

She noticed Jiang Jingming still hadn’t returned. Thinking about the novel’s depiction of Jiang Jingming, it wasn’t the time for him to encounter an accident yet, so she wasn’t too worried.

By this time, Jiang Jingming was almost home.

This task was a bit tricky; the other party seemed to be a very experienced criminal gang.

They still needed to play a long game to catch the big fish.

Today was about understanding the group, so Jiang Jingming had been squatting with his men the whole time.

And he asked Lin Wen to call Sang Yu if he hadn’t returned to the police station by six.

He didn’t know whether Sang Yu was asleep or not.

When Jiang Jingming arrived at the doorstep, he suddenly saw that the lights in the house seemed to be on.

In that moment, his long-stilled heart suddenly started beating again.

It was like a quiet bell getting touched, making a jingling sound.

Jiang Jingming quietly opened the door and walked in.

Was the lamp left on for me?

Standing in the living room, it was the first time he had a sense of home.

Since his parents left, he almost never stayed at home.

Because every time he went home, he was the only one there.

Occasionally, he’d visit Jiang Songwen’s house, but it wasn’t really his home,

No matter how well Jiang Songwen treated him, he never had that feeling of coming home.

But this time, waiting for him wasn’t an empty house, a dark space.

It was a light, not too bright, but very warm.

"You’re back?"

Sang Yu, fresh from the shower, glanced at the living room and saw Jiang Jingming standing there, instinctively heading down.

The man looked up, and in his view was Sang Yu, just out of the shower.

She wore pink silk pajamas, her damp hair draped over her back, and her bright eyes seemed misty, inviting one to get lost.

Her body emitted a fragrance from the recent bath, and her fair cheeks had a hint of pink.

Just like a tender pink rose.

Prompting an urge to touch.

The man stood in the dark, silently watching her, his gaze holding a strong aura of possession, his Adam’s apple rolled up and down.

"What’s wrong?" Sang Yu asked after receiving no response for a while.

Jiang Jingming took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil within, his voice low and hoarse, "Nothing. Why aren’t you asleep yet?"

"I just finished showering and was about to sleep. Have you eaten? I can heat some food for you."

Sang Yu said, heading towards the kitchen, but Jiang Jingming caught her wrist.

The soft and delicate feel from her fingertips made Jiang Jingming’s recently firm stance crumble instantly.

He quickly let go of her hand, afraid of losing control, "No need, I ate."

"Alright," Sang Yu didn’t take it to heart.

"I might be busy for the next few days, don’t stay up waiting for me, get some rest early. As for the backyard, I’ll tend to it after I’m done with work."

Jiang Jingming said.

"It’s alright, I can handle the backyard myself."

"No need, I’ll do it."

The man seemed a bit stubborn and Sang Yu didn’t argue.

But he mentioned being busy these days, could it be the matter in the book’s about to occur?

Suddenly, she felt scared, "Jiang Jingming, have you been given a particularly difficult mission recently?"

Jiang Jingming looked up at her, but before he could speak, she continued:

"I’m not trying to pry, I understand such things are confidential,

I just want to say, no matter the mission, I hope you stay safe."

His heart softened at her words.

"Alright, I promise you." The man’s tone solemn, like a hammer gently tapping her heart.

Causing her to shiver slightly.

Looking up into his deep dark eyes, she felt she might be absorbed.

She quickly shifted her gaze, "I’m going to go rest upstairs."

Jiang Jingming watched her retreating figure until she disappeared from sight. Even had she not mentioned it, he would have been careful.

After all, how could he bear to let her stay here alone?