A Beloved Wife in Marriage C338 – Chapter 338: Untitled

Chapter 338: Untitled

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Qianqian… Qianqian…”

A familiar voice sounded in her ears, and Lin Qingqian suddenly opened her eyes…

Through her tears, she saw the man sitting by the bed. His handsome features were filled with worry, and his black eyes were looking at her nervously.

Almost without thinking, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Tears rolled into his collar.

Jiang Yanshen hugged her with his long arms, thinking that she was frightened by the drowning. His large palm stroked her back comfortingly and he said in a tense and low voice, “Don't be afraid, it's fine… I won't let anything happen to you.”

For some reason, Lin Qingqian couldn't help but want to cry. It was clearly a dream, but she felt very sad. Too sad.

Perhaps it felt too real.

Jiang Yanshen patiently coaxed her for a while before Lin Qingqian slowly stopped sobbing. Her eyes and throat hurt from crying.

“I'm sorry. I was careless.” His low and hoarse voice was mixed with guilt.

He had been careless and thought that he could protect her by her side. However, he had put her in danger and she almost lost her life.

Lin Qingqian leaned into his arms and shook her head. Her misty eyes glanced at him.

Jiang Yanshen seemed to know what she wanted to ask. “The railing is broken. They didn't do anything to it. I didn't expect you to fall into the sea.”

In other words, this was purely an accident.

Lin Qingqian thought about the people on the cruise ship. They were all staff, and not many people knew that they had decided to go to Sanya to shoot the wedding photos. Even Suisui didn't know.

It was probably really an accident and she did not have to think too much about it.

Seeing that she was looking down and didn't know what she was thinking, Jiang Yanshen said, “You've been unconscious for three hours. Do you want to eat?”

It was already past lunchtime.

Lin Qingqian still shook her head. She had no appetite and did not want to eat anything.

Jiang Yanshen: “Then I'll get you a glass of water?”

Lin Qingqian hesitated for a few seconds before letting go of him.

Jiang Yanshen stood up and walked to the table to pick up the kettle and cup to pour water.

Lin Qingqian's red eyes from crying stared at him, as if he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

As she recalled the scene of the washroom in her dream, a layer of coldness involuntarily spread across her spine.

Why did she have such a dream?

Jiang Yanshen was clearly not that kind of person, and he had never revealed such a terrifying expression.

Jiang Yanshen returned with a cup. Seeing that her expression was not right, he touched her forehead. “Are you still feeling unwell?”

His warm fingertips pressed against her forehead.

Lin Qingqian shook her head and held the cup with both hands to drink the water to ease the astringent pain in her throat.

Jiang Yanshen took the empty cup and said gently, “Do you still want to drink?”

She still shook her head and looked at him hesitantly. “I want to go home.”

Her voice was weak and hoarse.

Jiang Yanshen agreed without thinking. “Alright.”

“Now.” Lin Qingqian held his hand, her voice a little anxious.

For some reason, she felt an inexplicable panic in her heart. She felt that something was about to happen.

In this unfamiliar city, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, she was in no mood to admire it. She didn't have a sense of security and only wanted to return to Lan City and Begonia Courtyard.

Perhaps she would feel more at ease when she returned to a familiar place.

“I'll get Lu Yuan to book the plane tickets now.” Jiang Yanshen held her cold fingertips and completely followed her wishes.

It was as if if she said she wanted the moon in the sky at this moment, he would pluck it without hesitation.

When Lu Yuan received the notice, he booked a first-class cabin to return to Lan City in two hours.

Lin Qingqian had not spoken much since she woke up. When she looked at him with her red eyes, she seemed to be thinking about something. Sometimes, her heart ached, and sometimes, she probed…

Jiang Yanshen only thought that she was frightened by this experience.

After all, this time was different from the last wildfire and earthquake. She had really almost died.

The originally happy wedding photoshoot ended in a sorry state. No one mentioned it and took the flight back to Lan City.

The heating on the plane was a little low. Jiang Yanshen asked the air stewardess for a blanket and covered Lin Qingqian.

“Go to sleep. We'll be in Lan City when you wake up.” Jiang Yanshen's low voice was as magnetic and pleasant as a radio emcee.

Lin Qingqian turned her head to look at him. Her red lips curled up slightly, and her voice was hoarse. “Ah Yan, read to me.”

Now, as soon as she closed her eyes, the sound of the waves echoed in her ears. The scenes from her dream appeared in her mind, and she panicked.

Jiang Yanshen nodded. When he saw a magazine on the small table, he flipped it open and read it to her gently.

This was a travel magazine that introduced the scenery of Sanya. Jiang Yanshen's low and magnetic voice sounded in her ears, as if it could wash away the sound of the sea.

The images in her mind gradually blurred, leaving only the scene of their first meeting…

Lin Qingqian's eyelids were a little heavy. Her curled and long eyelashes trembled a few times before they finally fell slowly.

Jiang Yanshen didn't know how long he read for. When he came back to his senses, he realized that she had already fallen asleep.

Her pale face was tightly furrowed, and her red lips were pursed tightly, as if she was worried about something.

Thinking of the scene of her falling into the sea, Jiang Yanshen's heart tightened. He leaned in front of her and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

Lin Qingqian was sleeping soundly and did not know that she had been kissed by Jiang Yanshen.

Jiang Yanshen put down the magazine and walked to the washroom.

The washroom on the plane was narrow, and there was no room to turn around. He could not even straighten his back.

He bent down and stood in front of the basin to wash his hands. Suddenly, the

plane jolted, and his body swayed.

His head felt like it had been hammered by something. It hurt so much that it was about to split.

He covered his head before he could wipe the water off his hands. When he looked up, he saw a face in the mirror…

It was familiar and unfamiliar.

He frowned tightly and squeezed out two words. “…It's you.”

During the three hours that Lin Qingqian was in the hospital, Lu Yuan went to investigate, but he did not find anything…

The itinerary this time was very secretive, so Li Guilan and the others did not Imow at all.

The man in the mirror looked back at him quietly and did not say anything. He only smiled devilishly.

A wave of anger swept through his chest. Without thinking, he punched the glass and warned in a fierce voice, “I won't allow you to hurt her!”

With a crash, the mirror instantly shattered and fell everywhere.

The sound from the washroom attracted the attention of the air stewardess. Soon, someone knocked on the door. “Passenger, what happened? Are you alright?”

The washroom was silent. There was no response.

“Passenger, can you please open the door?” The stewardess knocked again.

There was still no response. When the stewardess was about to knock on the door for the third time, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Jiang Yanshen's exquisite and handsome features were indifferent, and his eyes were as cold as blades.

The air stewardess saw the broken mirror on the ground and his right hand was bleeding. She said in surprise, “Passenger, your hand is bleeding. Please wait a moment. I'll contact the medic now…”

“No need!” Jiang Yanshen squeezed out two words coldly and turned to walk back to his seat.

The air stewardess was stunned for a moment. When she reacted, she immediately arranged for a temporary sign to be hung on the washroom door. Then, she contacted the medic and told her that a first-class passenger was injured. They found tools to clean up the broken mirrors to avoid affecting the other passengers.

Jiang Yanshen returned to his seat. Lin Qingqian was still sleeping and didn't wake up. Soon, the medic came over with a medicine box.

Before she could speak, she was stopped by Jiang Yanshen's gaze.

Jiang Yanshen gestured for her to give him the medicine box.

The medic hesitated for a moment before placing the medicine box on the small table. Her low voice could only be heard by the two of them. “Mr. Jiang, please let me know if you need anything.”

Jiang Yanshen nodded slightly. After the medic left, he opened the medicine box and wiped the blood off his hands with disinfectant cotton.

The wound was not very deep. It was just a scratch on the surface. It would be fine after a simple disinfection and a band-aid.

His deep gaze landed on Lin Qingqian's small face, and his loving gaze seemed to want to swallow her up.

The plane landed at Lan City's international airport. Lin Qingqian was also awake and noticed the band-aid on his hand.

“What happened to your hand?” What happened to him when she fell asleep?

“I lost my balance on the plane when I went to the toilet and injured myself. I'm fine!” Jiang Yanshen explained concisely.

When Lin Qingqian was in a daze, she did feel the bump of the plane. Her bright eyes looked at his hand against the window and she couldn't help but sigh. “I feel that we've really been a little unlucky recently. The last time we went to the temple to pray was useless.”

Jiang Yanshen unbuckled her seat belt and pulled her off the plane. As they walked, he said, “It's just a small injury. Perhaps if vou didn't pray, the

consequences will be even more serious.”

Lin Qingqian suddenly felt that what he said made sense. “Then I'll go again in two days. Perhaps the money I donated last time wasn't enough, so I'll donate more this time.”

Jiang Yanshen: “…”

He just wanted to comfort her. Why did she take it seriously?!

A socialist warning!

Lu Yuan informed the auntie in advance. When they arrived home, the auntie had already prepared dinner.

There was chicken porridge with a few appetizing and refreshing side dishes. Lin Qingqian, who originally had no appetite, couldn't help but eat two bowls.

Her empty stomach was filled with hot porridge, and it felt like the coldness had disappeared with it. Her entire body began to warm up.

When Jiang Yanshen came out of the shower, he saw her sitting cross-legged on the sofa, hugging her cell phone as if she was scrolling through something.

“Why aren't you resting?” He walked forward and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

Lin Qingqian put down her phone. “S.T.'s official website has already released the news of the fashion design competition. I want to modify the design draft again tonight.”

After S.T. released the official news of the competition, they were only given a week to submit the manuscript. She couldn't waste any time.

Although she had drawn the design draft in advance, designers had a habit of wanting their designs to be perfect, so they would modify them over and over again.

“It's already nine o'clock. Rest first and revise it tomorrow.” Jiang Yanshen clearly didn't want her to revise the manuscript.

“But I can't sleep.” Lin Qingqian turned her head to look at him, her red lips pouting slightly. “I slept too much during the day.”

Jiang Yanshen took the phone from her hand and threw it on the sofa. He picked her up horizontally and said as he walked, “Then let's do something that can make you fall asleep.”

Lin Qingqian: '

Wasn't it a little too much for you to treat a person who had almost died like this??

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