Take her as my wife

When the two returned home, Tan Wen ran into Chen Siyao.

Jiang Ni gave a brief introduction, and then led Tan Wen into her room.

"Sit down, let me examine the wound."

Tan Wen obediently sat down in the chair.

Jiang Ni went to find a home first-aid kit. Because his injury was in his waist, she had to squat down next to his legs to make it easier to operate.

She gently removed the gauze from Tan Wen's waist—the gauze had indeed gotten wet, the edges of the wound were red, and the incision was stitched up well.

Jiang Ni took a cotton swab, dipped it in iodine, and applied it to the edges of his wound. She lowered her head and asked, "Will it hurt?"

Tan Wen stared intently at her face, his hands gripping the chair unconsciously tightening, forcefully restraining his reason from being controlled by lust.

"...It doesn't hurt." His voice was hoarse and unnatural.

Jiang Ni thought he was catching a cold because he had been caught in the rain, so after disinfecting the wound, she re-bandaged it and instructed him, "Take another packet of cold medicine after you finish eating."

"Okay." He nodded obediently.

Tonight, there's an extra person at the dinner table: Chen Siyao.

She had seen Tan Wen several times in the neighborhood, but she didn't know his identity.

While Jiang Ni went to her study to work after dinner, Tan Wen asked curiously in a low voice, "Are you Sister Jiang's boyfriend?"

In her opinion, Tan Wen was undoubtedly handsome. At her age, she liked this kind of aloof and icy handsome guy. In fact, Chen Siyao had also met Tan Yan. Before Tan Wen could answer, she whispered, "I think you are better looking than Sister Xiao Jiang's ex-boyfriend."

These words made Tan Wen instantly soften his coldness, and he glanced at her: "You have good taste."

Then she added, "You're overthinking it, she's my older sister."

Chen Siyao didn't believe it: "I understand, you have a crush on Sister Xiao Jiang, and my mom said you probably haven't won her over yet."

Tan Wen stopped responding to her curiosity, instead opening her workbook and tapping it twice with his finger: "Go do your homework."

The interaction between the two, one big and one small, was quite interesting to Aunt Zhou. She knew a little about Jiang Ni's family affairs, that her mother had passed away, her father had remarried, and that Jiang Ni was always alone during the Spring Festival. Even after she started dating Tan Yan, she didn't like to visit the Tan family. Aunt Zhou felt sorry for her from the bottom of her heart.

The house is becoming more and more lively now, and she is genuinely happy for Jiang Ni.

This afternoon, Chen Siyao encountered a few problems she couldn't solve, so she mustered up her courage and asked Tan Wen for help: "Brother, can you explain these problems to me?"

High school knowledge gets harder every year. Tan Wen took the question and read it. He seemed to know how to do it, but he also seemed not to. When he was in school, he relied on Jiang Ni to highlight the key points for him to consolidate his knowledge. Now that he hasn't studied for two years, he has long forgotten those complicated formulas.

So the two of them, one big and one small, stared at each other, wide-eyed, at the workbook.

"Brother, did you get into university?" Chen Siyao asked with some doubt.

Tan glanced sideways and said, "I graduated from high school two years ago, isn't it normal to forget?"

"Oh..." the little girl said quietly, biting her pen. "Sister Jiang has been working for several years. She can tell you everything just by looking at you."

Tan asked, "..."

As if on cue, Jiang Ni came out of the study and saw them sitting together looking at an exercise book. She leaned down and asked, "Have you run into a problem?"

Her long hair fell down, landing just on Tan Wen's neck.

My neck is itchy.

The heart itches more.

Unaware of her surroundings, she continued to explain the problem to Chen Siyao in a gentle voice.

Chen Siyao listened attentively, leaving Tan Wen alone in the middle, absent-minded and lost in thought.

Until Jiang Ni gently patted his head: "You've forgotten all of this?"

Tan looked up at her and said, "Mm."

"Didn't you say you had a great memory?"

"Except for mathematics."

Jiang Ni bluntly stated, "You just don't want to study seriously; you're only doing this to pass the exam."

As the days went by, although the Wang and Tong families did not withdraw their lawsuits during this period, it had no impact on Du Yucheng.

The people monitoring Jiang Ni reported that she hadn't been in contact with them for a long time, and that the old men and women there weren't in good health and might die any day now.

The only bad news was that Du Yucheng's plan to ambush Li Zongqi's eldest sister, Li Zongli, had not yet been completed. It was likely that the Li family had received word of this and was on guard, so Li Zongli rarely appeared in public, and even when she did, she was accompanied by a large number of bodyguards, preventing Du Yucheng's men from finding an opportunity to strike.

However, even the most meticulous plans can have flaws.

Both the Li and Du families are attending a cocktail party this weekend.

Li Zongli made an appearance.

Du Yucheng was not about to let this opportunity slip by. As soon as the party ended, he quickly gave someone a wink and followed Li Zongli's car.

The party was held at a winery outside the city, in a rather remote location. Not long after Li Zongli drove off in her Bentley, she was caught up by Du Yucheng's men.

The Li family's driver and bodyguards were no pushovers either. The two sides competed in driving skills for a while, and then, for the safety of their employer, they stopped the car and engaged in close combat.

The parking spot is almost in the city.

Not far away, a large, brightly lit Ferris wheel was slowly turning.

Tonight, Chen Siyao's junior high school friends invited her to go to the amusement park. The kids bought tickets for the night session and didn't call Jiang Ni until 11 PM. Jiang Ni went to pick them up, but Tan Wen was driving.

With her destination just around the corner, Jiang Ni spotted a familiar figure by the roadside.

"Wait—it's Du Yucheng!"

Tan Wen glanced in the rearview mirror and saw a woman being forcibly dragged into Du Yucheng's car.

In this emergency, Tan pulled the car over to the emergency lane and unbuckled his seatbelt: "My sister is waiting for me here. I'm going to go check on her."

Jiang Ni nodded: "Be careful."

At that moment, Li Zongli had just been knocked unconscious by Du Yucheng's men. Du Yucheng thought he had succeeded and was about to speak when Tan Wen's voice suddenly rang out: "Young Master Du, are you 'inviting' someone back for dinner again?"

Du Yucheng cursed under his breath, then turned around and said, "You're a damn persistent ghost."

Tan Wen was too lazy to waste words with him: "Release the person, and I'll pretend I didn't see anything."

It was dark and there were no security cameras around, and Du Yucheng had brought quite a few people with him, so he wasn't afraid of him: "Last time my dad gave you face, this time I'm going to teach you a lesson."

Tan Wen's expression was cold and stern: "Since you want to settle old scores, then I also need to settle the old scores I've kept with you."

He hadn't forgotten about kidnapping Jiang Ni.

Tan Wen started fighting when he was a teenager. At first, he fought without any strategy, but later he learned ruthless moves. He knew where it hurt and where to hit without fear of death, so he fought with ruthlessness. Then, Brother Hong hired a professional teacher to teach him fighting. Later, he went to university and practiced moves with the instructors.

Jiang Ni couldn't see clearly from inside the car, but she knew that he was taking on many opponents and quickly beat Du Yucheng's henchmen so badly that they were all lying on the ground.

Tan Wen grabbed Du Yucheng by the collar, his eyes flashing with malice: "Did you touch her with your dirty hands that day?"

Du Yucheng naturally understood who "she" was referring to. He didn't think Tan Wen had the guts to do anything to him, and remained arrogant: "So what if I touched her? I'll fuck you..."

Before he could finish his filthy words, Tan Wen had already delivered a series of powerful knee kicks to his groin.

"Ah—Ugh!"

Tan Wen took a pack of tissues out of his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, grabbed his hair, and pressed down on his chin to make him unable to make a sound.

"I'll wait for you to come and get your revenge for what happened today, but remember this: if you ever try anything bad with her, next time you'll be stuffing tissues into your mouth."