Jiang Cuo stiffened his neck and dared not move, so he could only scold the driver in front, which reduced the power of his anger.
"I see……"
Su Qianqian's expression suddenly softened, as if the wound on her hand didn't hurt so much anymore, because although Jiang Cuo seemed angry on the surface, he was actually concerned about her.
Su Qianqian and Wan'er smiled, a smile that was extremely sweet.
Jiang Cuo caught a glimpse of Su Qianqian's carefree demeanor out of the corner of his eye, which only fueled his anger. He felt as if he had punched a piece of cotton, which had no effect whatsoever.
"You can still laugh? The blood flowing from your palms is soaking my arm."
"I'm laughing at Jiang Jiang. I'm laughing because Jiang Jiang is stubborn but soft-hearted. She cares about me so much, but the words she says are so arrogant."
Jiang Cuo frowned, paused for a moment, and then immediately pouted and retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't try to make things dramatic for myself. Looks like you haven't been in pain enough."
Su Qianqian used the pad of her uninjured index finger to scratch Jiang Cuo's knuckles.
"Because I don't want Jiang Jiang to get hurt. Like all that Jiang Jiang has said, it's really just concern about my injury, isn't it? Actually, my phone is still in Jiang Jiang's room, but it's okay. The housekeeper will definitely come after us when he finds we're missing. I reckon he'll find us in a few minutes. And don't worry, Jiang Jiang, I'm not in pain. I'm tough; this little injury is nothing to me. I'm just happy that Jiang Jiang isn't hurt. I won't let anyone get even a single hair from her head."
I've said it before, Jiang Jiang is mine, the only important person in my life, and of course I have to protect her. Every word I've said comes from the bottom of my heart, it's not just empty talk.
"Even at a time like this, you're still talking nonsense."
Su Qianqian pouted and retorted loudly, "What do you mean? Do you expect me to throw my heart out for Jiang Jiang to believe me?"
Jiang Cuo's thin lips parted slightly, then she froze, as if she hadn't found a response for a long time. A blush appeared on her cheeks, and a few strands of hair fluttered down from behind her ears.
Jiang Cuo paused for several seconds, seemingly unable to think of a response, and simply shut her mouth, pursing her lips and remaining silent.
At this point, Su Qianqian could no longer feel any pain, but the blood left on her palm was a bit creepy.
As expected, the butler arrived at the car five minutes later.
“Miss, what’s wrong with you? Call your private doctor immediately and have a private ambulance arrive in three minutes, or you’re all fired.”
Su Qianqian watched as the housekeeper pulled out three phones at the same time, as if something terrible had happened. She wanted to reach out and stop him, but then she put her hand down.
Forget it, after all, she took the knife to protect her money and to continue receiving this treatment. She needs to learn to be a complacent slacker and a good-for-nothing.
"Is Miss Jiang Cuo alright?"
Jiang Cuo remained stiff and did not nod, but her clear, cold phoenix eyes blinked.
At 2 minutes and 29 seconds, the private doctor and ambulance arrived.
Su Qianqian was strapped to a stretcher, as if her injury was not to her hand, but to her entire body.
Even more outrageous, Jiang Cuo grabbed her other hand, which was uninjured, and clasped it tightly. His eyes were also filled with the same worry as his.
Passersby thought there had been some major car accident.
"Jiang Jiang... I'm fine, you really don't need to be like this..."
Actually, you don't need to grip so tightly; it hurts more than the injured hand!
Jiang Cuo gripped his hands tightly, as if only in this way could he transmit the warmth of his body, until his fingertips turned white.
[Waste System: Congratulations, host! The number of times Jiang Cuo's Green Mood has reached 100 has increased by one. The current number is four. Please keep up the good work!]
"Hang in there, young lady. We'll be at the Third Hospital in 15 minutes. I've already put all the top private doctors on standby and turned on all the most advanced medical equipment. We're just waiting for you, young lady."
Su Qianqian moved one finger with difficulty. She had only injured her hand, and it didn't hurt at all now. Although she had a lot of money, there was no need to spend it like this.
[Waste System: Warm reminder, hurry! Congratulations, host, for triggering the daily random mini-task completion reward. Please say "I love you" to Jiang Cuo within three seconds to receive an increase in wealth. The increase in wealth is 1/5 of the host's total wealth.]
Su Qianqian struggled to lift her head, using all her strength to turn her face toward Jiang Cuo, "Jiang Jiang, I love you!"
At the same time, there was also a fart that was squeezed out because of excessive force.
Su Qianqian: "..."
Jiang Cuo felt awkward because of Su Qianqian's straightforward words of love. He gripped Su Qianqian's hand even tighter, squeezing the one finger that Su Qianqian had managed to pull out straight until it bled and the tip turned white.
Jiang Cuo said, "At a time like this, let's not talk about those things anymore."
[Waste System: Host, you're so fast! You only used 0.3 seconds of reaction time.]
Of course, a fool wouldn't make money if he could.
When Su Qianqian was dragged to the private hospital in an extremely exaggerated manner, the top private doctors surrounded her as if facing a formidable enemy, and finally gave Su Qianqian's hand a delicate bandage.
Afterwards, the butler led Jiang Cuo and Su Qianqian back to the villa.
After the two got out of the car, Jiang Cuo escorted Su Qianqian to the villa entrance.
Su Qianqian already understood that Jiang Cuo would still have to go back that night, and she felt a little disappointed.
"Jiang Jiang, why did those people arrest you this afternoon? And they didn't even hurt you, they just wanted a hair of yours."
Su Qianqian didn't want to investigate this matter behind Jiang Cuo's back. If Jiang Cuo knew, she wanted him to tell her honestly, because this is the most basic trust between lovers.
Su Qianqian knew that changing a person was difficult, and she only wanted to use her gentleness to influence Jiang Cuo little by little, since Jiang Cuo was the main female villain in the original book.
Even though she had transmigrated to the system world and spent so much time with Jiang Cuo, she knew that Jiang Cuo's core nature would not change. He would still be sensitive, not easily trusting, and would keep things to himself to solve.
But Su Qianqian still hopes that through her efforts, Jiang Cuo can rely on her and see her as someone he can stand shoulder to shoulder with.
But Jiang Cuo shook his head.
"I don't know either. They appeared very suddenly. I haven't offended anyone at school. If I had to say who dislikes me so much that they would do something like this..."
Although Jiang Cuo knew that Su Lian could not possibly have done this, he still deliberately shifted the topic to Su Lian, making Su Qianqian mistakenly believe that Su Lian had done it.
Jiang Cuo clenched her fists tightly, her thumb rubbing against the knuckles of her index finger. She felt that what she had done was already despicable.
However, she didn't want Su Qianqian to know her true identity. Su Qianqian had once said that she had no feelings for illegitimate daughters.
Su Qianqian liked her only because of her glamorous appearance and her academic genius admired by the whole city. Su Qianqian liked her for her excellence and perfection, not for her lowly background.
Su Qianqian once said that the existence of illegitimate daughters is inherently harmful to the family of origin.
Some people and some things may be wrong in themselves, but there's nothing we can do. Since they already exist, the only options besides trying to cover them up are to eliminate everyone who knows about them.
Jiang Cuo clenched his back teeth, and his usually cold phoenix eyes gradually revealed a turbulent undercurrent of emotion.
Unfortunately, she doesn't yet have the ability to achieve what she wants.
She needs a springboard.
“Since Jiang Jiang says so… well then. But after this incident, I’m still worried about Jiang Jiang’s safety. Otherwise, I’ll have the housekeeper send a few people to protect Jiang Jiang. They won’t interfere with Jiang Jiang’s life, and they won’t let her grandparents find out. That would put my mind at ease.”
Su Qianqian shook Jiang Cuo's arm, her words so smooth that Jiang Cuo had no chance to refuse.
Jiang Cuo did not respond, which can be considered as tacit agreement.
Su Qianqian didn't expect that after Jiang Cuo returned home, her grandparents would keep him at home and only let him go out once every few days.
It turned out that the old man who danced in the square with Jiang Cuo's maternal grandparents witnessed the whole thing and told Jiang Cuo's maternal grandparents.
All Su Qianqian could do was chat with Jiang Cuo on her phone every day, saying "I love you" to him every day, but her integration with the system world was growing even slower.
As the start of the school year drew closer, Su Qianqian felt increasingly anxious, as if something was about to happen.
When the day of school finally arrived, Jiang Cuo and Su Qianqian met up and took a private plane to school together. Nothing happened, and the following semester went very smoothly. Su Lian didn't even appear in front of the two of them.
The two were inseparable, their sweetness radiating like pink bubbles.
The busiest one is deer antler, because there's so much material about Qianqian's misplaced love that I can't keep up with writing it every day.
And then there's the flower jay, which follows behind the deer antler but is ignored by him every time. It can only bite its little handkerchief in resentment, just like a wronged little wife.
Meanwhile, on campus, someone suddenly spread the news that Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo were together.
Su Qianqian was also somewhat surprised, because Jiang Cuo had agreed not to make their relationship public.
I don't know who spread the rumor.
Su Qianqian noticed that Jiang Cuo was not only not unhappy, but also accepted it calmly, and even had a slight smile on his lips.
The rumor spread more and more wildly, eventually reaching the ears of Jiu You in the principal's office.
Pei Ziqu knocked on the principal's office door, pushed it open, and came in, holding a stack of documents in her hand. "Hao Duoyu was a bit dishonest before. It seems he did something, do you know?"
Jiu You seemed a little absent-minded. "We each live our own lives. What does what she does have to do with me?"
Pei Ziqu: "You're as stubborn as ever. The results of the speech contest are out, and Jiang Cuo is in first place. What are you planning to do? Why not let bygones be bygones? These kids can't take this kind of turmoil."
The reason is: "At this age, you should focus on your studies. What's the point of talking about love? Love is an ethereal thing. It was all brought up by Bai Qiu and Xu Lian back then."
Pei Ziqu: "Think it over carefully yourself, and don't do anything you'll regret."
...
Since the speech contest was held at the end of the first semester, it was agreed that the results would be announced at the beginning of the second semester. However, after a summer vacation, no one paid much attention to it and gradually forgot about it.
Until the second semester of my sophomore year, the school's official website suddenly announced the results of a speech contest held a year and a half earlier, along with the quotas for studying abroad.
It's ginger that's wrong.
Although Jiang Cuo and Su Qianqian are already sophomores, they are still popular figures at school.
When the freshmen girls entered the school, the secret code they used was "Are you a fan?" and "Yes, I am."
If they don't match up, they're not from the same organization, and it's difficult for them to integrate into their own small circle of sisters.
The official website posted a number for the first-place winner of the speech contest who was going abroad. The number ended in a small number, so it was easily missed if you weren't paying attention, and therefore didn't cause much of a stir at the school.
It's the day before the end of the final semester of sophomore year.
Su Qianqian looked at the system page, where the integration rate with the system world was 99.99%, just 0.01 away. Her wonderful days were about to begin, and her long and miserable life was about to end.
I instinctively touched the pendant that was wrapped around my neck.
This was a gift from Jiang Cuo to her on her birthday.
When the useless system asked her if she had removed the scar on her palm when she had blocked a dagger for Jiang Cuo, she chose not to.
On her birthday, Jiang Cuo carved two delicate little hands, tightly clasped together.
One hand has a rather long and obvious scar on its palm, while the other hand has long and slender knuckles.
The two of them each took one and made it into a necklace, which they wore around their necks. The one she was wearing now was engraved with Jiang Cuo's little hand.
[Useless System: Host, it's been half a year, and Jiang Cuo's mood value is just one short of stabilizing.]
'You have the nerve to ask me why the green mood indicator above Jiang Cuo's head has always been 100, but it just won't increase. Are you kidding me?'
[Useless System: You're wronged, host! It's probably because you've been too good to Jiang Cuo. Jiang Cuo has become arrogant and doesn't even appreciate your kindness anymore.]