Chapter 389: Chapter 389

After Wan Chu’er took a warm bath and came out of the bathroom, Jiang Kechu was no longer in the room, but she found a set of new clothes prepared on the bed.

It must be Jiang Kechu who found clothes for her to change into, and Wan Chu’er happily put them on.

When she went downstairs, she saw Jiang Kechu carrying out a meal.

She sat down at the dining table, where there was a bowl of porridge, a dish of vegetables, and a bowl of noodles.

All of these were her favorites, perfect for filling her ravenous stomach.

"Uncle Jiang, you’re so kind," Wan Chu’er praised generously.

Jiang Kechu reached out and ruffled her hair, then handed her a pair of chopsticks, saying, "From now on, you’re not allowed to call me uncle." He wasn’t that old!

Wan Chu’er smiled with a slight grimace and, ignoring his words, quietly began to eat.

Watching Wan Chu’er eat with relish, Jiang Kechu’s smile lingered at the corners of his mouth, and when she finished her last bite, he handed her a tissue to personally wipe the corner of her mouth.

Wan Chu’er did not refuse and happily enjoyed Jiang Kechu’s service.

"Did something happen yesterday?" Jiang Kechu suddenly asked. When he went to the old house to pick up relatives yesterday, he noticed that Wan Chu’er was a bit off, but at that time, the situation didn’t allow him to think too much. After arriving at the hotel, Wan Chu’er seemed normal again.

So he thought something must have happened that upset Wan Chu’er or affected her mood.

Wan Chu’er didn’t react for a moment and thought Jiang Kechu was asking about the incident with Zhuo Yao, so she responded indifferently,

"Oh, just a petty person trying to play tricks, who has been dealt with already."

As for Jiang Kefei, she felt that Zhuo Yao was already so thoroughly exposed yesterday that anyone with a bit of sense would know to stay away from Zhuo Yao in the future. And if Jiang Kefei wasn’t smart, Second Aunt Jiang, a shrewd woman, wouldn’t let Zhuo Yao entangle with her son anymore.

Jiang Kechu raised an eyebrow, "Not that matter. Did something happen at the old house before? You were a bit different then."

At that point, Wan Chu’er understood Jiang Kechu’s question, and her heart skipped a beat. She thought he hadn’t noticed.

"How was I different?" she asked, looking up at Jiang Kechu with a smile.

Jiang Kechu said, "You were a bit willful and contrary."

His description was indeed accurate; wasn’t that just like her in her previous life? Wan Chu’er contemplated the matter of her other soul, that soul without the experience of two lifetimes, not understanding right from wrong. She didn’t know if the situation from yesterday would happen again; if her soul occasionally left her body, that wouldn’t be good.

"What are you thinking about? Did something really happen? Don’t hide anything from me." Seeing that Wan Chu’er did not answer, but instead furrowed her brows in thought, Jiang Kechu spoke up.

Wan Chu’er pursed her lips into a smile and asked, "Do you like the current me, or me from yesterday?"

"Aren’t both of them you?" Jiang Kechu’s implication was that no matter what Wan Chu’er was like, he would like her.

Wan Chu’er instantly felt relieved. In her past life, she was difficult, yet Jiang Kechu was so good to her. Although she had a different soul yesterday, it was still her.

"It’s nothing serious. It’s just that Mai Qiqi and Lin Yufei are leaving in a couple of days, and I don’t know when I’ll be able to see them again. It makes me unhappy."

Of course, she couldn’t tell the whole truth, otherwise, it would be an endless story, and it would also be hard to explain, so she simply threw out an excuse to prevaricate him.

Jiang Kechu could see through her evasion but also knew that Wan Chu’er was stubborn and resilient. Once she decided not to speak of something, pressing her for answers would be useless, and he certainly couldn’t bear to press her. Naturally, he would take her word for it.

By the time the two of them left, it was already six-thirty, just around the time when the family meal was probably starting at the Jiang Family compound. Father Jiang generally didn’t return home from work until six o’clock.

Chuchu anticipated that only Father Jiang, Mrs. Jiang, and a few others would be at home. To her surprise, upon arrival, the house was full of people including Second Uncle Jiang’s family, Third Uncle Jiang’s family, and even Jiang Lirong and Lin Jiayi were there.

What stung Wan Chu’er’s eyes the most was that Little Chuanqi was held in Lin Jiayi’s arms. It was clear that Little Chuanqi did not like Lin Jiayi and struggled to get away, yet Lin Jiayi kept a smiling face as she forcibly held onto Little Chuanqi.

So as they entered, Wan Chu’er went straight to Lin Jiayi and took the child into her own arms.

Nobody expected Wan Chu’er to behave , showing such disrespect to Lin Jiayi, creating an awkward situation.

Jiang Lirong couldn’t help saying, "Xiao Chu, Jiayi really likes Xiao Ya."

Wan Chu’er responded sharply: "Chuanqi doesn’t like her holding him." The retort was quite blunt.

Lin Jiayi quickly regained her composure and apologized with a smile: "I’m sorry, I didn’t know Chuanqi didn’t like me. I’ll be more careful in the future."

Comparing the actions and words of the two, it was clear to everyone that Lin Jiayi was patient and generous, a magnanimous person who considered the bigger picture, while Wan Chu’er seemed rather petty and unreasonable.

Although the other members of the Jiang Family said nothing, their eyes carried an added hint of sarcasm.

Mrs. Jiang quickly stepped in to mediate, "Xiao Chu just hasn’t seen the child all day and missed her. Jiayi, please don’t take it to heart."

Third Aunt Jiang chimed in with laughter: "Yes, yes," wanting to make Wan Chu’er look good.

In the living room, Grandpa Jiang, unsteady with his cane, jabbed it vigorously, clearly displeased with Wan Chu’er for bullying his dear granddaughter.

Wan Chu’er snorted coldly and lifted Little Chuanqi’s dress, revealing a red mark on her little belly.

"Liking Xiao Ya or not, you insisted on holding her against her will. If Chuanqi ends up again due to you, don’t blame me for being rude."

Seeing the red mark, the others understood it must have been caused by force, and Mrs. Jiang was especially distressed.

Lin Jiayi did not defend herself, instead she immediately apologized sincerely: "I’m sorry, Chuchu, I... I didn’t mean it. I was afraid Chuanqi might fall if she moved too much, so I might have held her a bit too tightly, I didn’t think it would leave a mark."

After apologizing, she immediately showed concern: "Did I hurt Chuanqi? Should we apply some ointment or take her to the hospital?"

As she spoke, she reached out to touch Chuanqi’s belly with concern, but Wan Chu’er wouldn’t let her touch the child, holding Chuanqi and turning away from Lin Jiayi.

Lin Jiayi grasped at nothing, and stood there awkwardly, no longer approaching Wan Chu’er or speaking; she just smiled uncomfortably, eliciting sympathies from the onlookers.

From this sequence of events, people truly began to believe that Lin Jiayi had been simply careless.

Wan Chu’er scoffed in her heart, always the actress!

She said indifferently, "No need."

Jiang Kechu took his daughter into his arms and said to Lin Jiayi, "Don’t touch the two children anymore."

"Okay, I’ll be careful from now on." Lin Jiayi answered, biting her lip.