You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Su Qinghe's eyes dimmed slightly.

She wanted to ask that question. In those few minutes, countless possibilities had flashed through her mind, and every single one of them made her heart race.

But she didn't dare ask.

She was afraid that if she asked too many questions, Jiang Che would find her annoying and think she didn't know her place. She was even more afraid of hearing the name she least wanted to hear from Jiang Che's mouth.

Su Qinghe let go and took half a step back. Although she couldn't see, she still tilted her head up, putting on a particularly well-behaved and sensible look.

I won't ask.

She shook her head, a forced smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "That's your privacy. If you're willing to tell me, you will."

"If you don't want to tell me, and I ask too much, it will only annoy you."

After saying that, she added in a particularly "generous" manner, "As long as you don't kick me out, you can call anyone you want, even other girls..."

Jiang Che looked at her, this submissive and humiliated wife, and to be honest, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He would rather Su Qinghe grab his collar and question him about whether he was seeing other women behind her back than see her behaving like this, so humble and subservient.

She should have been radiant and flamboyant.

"Alright, since you're so understanding, I won't say anything more."

Jiang Che deliberately went along with her words, turned around and walked towards the computer desk, "I'm too lazy to argue anyway, I'll just go back to playing games."

Upon hearing this, Su Qinghe's previously forced composure crumbled instantly.

She reached out in a panic to grab Jiang Che's sleeve, but because she couldn't see him, she grabbed nothing and could only take a step forward hastily.

"Eh—"

Jiang Che reacted quickly, catching the idiot who almost bumped into a chair leg. "Just kidding, you actually believed me?"

He pulled her back into his arms, flicked her forehead in an annoyed tone, and explained, "It was my dad who called just now."

Su Qinghe pouted and covered her head, which had been flicked by Jiang Che. After hearing Jiang Che's words, she tilted her head and asked, "You... Dad?"

"Yes, my old man."

Jiang Che replied calmly, "Who else could it be but him? You think it's Lin Wanwan?"

"Don't worry, her number is already on my blacklist. Even if she wanted to call, she couldn't get through."

Upon hearing that it wasn't Lin Wanwan, Su Qinghe visibly relaxed, her entire body visibly unwinding.

But then, a new sense of tension surged up.

Jiang Che's father... he's the head of the Jiang family, a true tycoon.

Families like this must be very particular about matching social status and wealth. How could they possibly tolerate their son having an ambiguous relationship with a blind man?

Su Qinghe already lacked a sense of security, and once such thoughts popped into her head, she couldn't stop them.

Her palms began to sweat, and although she tried her best to remain calm, her voice still trembled uncontrollably: "Then... what did you say to Uncle?"

Don't mention her.

Don't mention that she lives here.

As long as Jiang Che doesn't say anything, she can stay here for as long as she can, even if she has to be a shadow who can't see the light of day.

Jiang Che looked at her as if she were facing a formidable enemy and smirked mischievously.

He leaned close to Su Qinghe's ear and said, "It wasn't anything major."

"I just want to tell him that I've taken a beautiful little blind boy home and am raising him."

Now Su Qinghe's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was completely dead.

Did you...did you say that?

He just said it so directly?

Su Qinghe's legs went weak and she almost couldn't stand. She was only saved from collapsing to the ground by Jiang Che holding her by the back of her collar.

Jiang Che was quite frightened. Was this little girl so easily teased?

"How...how could you tell your uncle?"

Su Qinghe was on the verge of tears, gripping Jiang Che's arm tightly with both hands. "I'm disabled, Jiang Che... Uncle will definitely be angry if he finds out you took me in!"

"If he knew you were hanging out with shady people like that, he'd definitely yell at you, maybe even suspend your credit card and kick you out of the house..."

Su Qinghe became more and more frightened as she spoke.

Her understanding was already pitifully limited. In her view, no parent was easy to talk to, especially not a wealthy family like Jiang Che's, whose parents must be even stricter.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Jiang Che was speechless at her vivid imagination. He reached out and pinched her lips, forcibly making her mute.

"Su Qinghe, what kind of ridiculous family feuds and dramas are you thinking about all day long?"

"Who told you my dad would be angry?"

Su Qinghe was forced to pout, unable to make a sound, and could only stare wide-eyed with a "Isn't that right?" expression.

Jiang Che released her hand and pinched her cheek. "My old man may have a bad temper, but he's not some kind of old-fashioned, unenlightened person."

"Besides, I'm supporting you with my own money, I'm not making him pay anything, so what's there for him to be angry about?"

Su Qinghe still didn't believe it, her eyes reddening, "But...but I'm a burden..."

"Who said you're a burden?"

Jiang Che couldn't help but laugh at the thought of what he was about to say. It took him a long time to suppress his laughter before he said, "If someone with your high IQ becomes a burden, then what am I? A paramecium?"

Su Qinghe sniffed. "What nonsense are you talking about? You're not a paramecium, you're amazing."

Jiang Che sighed. The inferiority complex in this girl's heart could not be eliminated in a few words; it was all accumulated from years of hurt.

If you want her to stand tall and be a person of integrity, words alone are not enough. You have to take practical actions to make up for it little by little and erase the scars left by the past pain.

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore."

Jiang Che pulled her to sit down on the edge of the bed, his tone becoming slightly more serious, "My dad isn't angry at all; he even told me to take good care of you."

"He also said that he would have someone help me deal with those bastards from the Su family who bullied you."

"Although our Jiang family doesn't cause trouble, we're never afraid of trouble either."

"Now that you're one of my people, you're someone the Jiang family will protect. No one can lay a finger on you again."

Su Qinghe listened blankly. Her uncle really wasn't angry? And he even said he would help her get revenge?

How could this be...? Her status is clearly not worthy of Jiang Che at all, so why would her uncle have this attitude...?

Could it be because of Jiang Che? But... are there really parents this good in this world?

"Really...really?"

Su Qinghe cautiously asked Jiang Che for confirmation, fearing that this was just a lie Jiang Che made up to make her happy.

"If you don't believe me, I'll call him again right now and ask him yourself."

As Jiang Che spoke, he made a gesture as if to take out his phone again.

"No, no, no!"

Su Qinghe was so frightened that she quickly grabbed his hand, shaking her head vigorously, "I believe you! I believe you, okay...?"

She was genuinely afraid to talk to elders, especially such legendary figures; just thinking about it made her legs tremble.

Jiang Che couldn't help but smile. "That's more like it."

"So, put your mind at ease, focus on healing your injuries, and catch up on your studies for me."

"As long as you get well and get into a good university, the best gift you can give me is to slap your acceptance letter in front of the old man."

"Even if the old man only cares about your education, he'll have to agree. Despite the size of our family business, we still really need highly intelligent people like you."

Su Qinghe nodded blankly.

Although she still felt a little unreal, Jiang Che's tone was very firm, which made her heart, which had been floating in mid-air, seem to have finally found a foothold.

So this is what it feels like to be firmly chosen and protected.

It's like being given a cup of hot milk tea in the dead of winter; the warmth flows down your throat and into your heart, melting away all the frost that has accumulated over the years.