I Am My Own Substitute Wife - Chapter 35

Chapter 35: I’m Easy to Appease

Translator: Lonelytree

Sheng Hanye suddenly laughed softly. The laughter rumbled in his chest, making her eardrums go numb.

“Why are you laughing?” Jiang Niansheng was confused. “What’s there to laugh about?”

Sheng Hanye answered, “It’s perfect that you haven’t needed to appease a man before. You can start to learn and you can only use it on me.”

“Why should I? Normally men appease women, not the other way round.”

“Because I’m easy to appease.”

“Really?” Jiang Niansheng did not believe him. “This is clearly a trap. I’m not falling for it.”

He lowered his head and his thin lips brushed past her hair. “When I’m about to get angry, just call me Ah Ye…” Then Sheng Hanye’s great anger would vanish into thin air.

Jiang Niansheng instantly remembered the dream she just had.

In the dream, Wen Wan had called him Ah Ye.

She felt uncomfortable. Jiang Niansheng did not want to be someone’s substitute. She only wanted to be herself.

However, this was a good thing too. She had a face similar to Wen Wan. So around Sheng Hanye, she could do anything she wanted. Wen Wan was dead, Jiang Niansheng was her only substitute in the world. Sheng Hanye would transfer all the debt and love he owed Wen Wan to Jiang Niansheng. This… would make it easier for Jiang Niansheng to seek revenge.

“I won’t do that.” Jiang Niansheng pushed him away. “You smell like cigarettes. It’s disgusting.”

Sheng Hanye immediately let go of her. “I’ll go change then.”

“The smell of cigarettes doesn’t come from your clothes.”

He stood up and paused. “Then, I’ll stop smoking.”

Jiang Niansheng was a little surprised.

Smoking was a hard habit to quit. Sheng Hanye was willing to quit smoking simply because Jiang Niansheng said the smell of cigarettes was bad?

“We’re going to have a baby so smoking is not good.” Sheng Hanye added, “So it’s not just for you.” Sheng Hanye realized he was being too nice to Jiang Niansheng. That was not a good sign.

Sheng Hanye walked to the cloakroom. “I don’t trust you to be alone anymore. I’ll assign you a bodyguard.”

Before, Jiang Niansheng would resist, knowing the bodyguard would be his spy. He’d know her every move but now…

“Sure.” She agreed, “But since this will be my personal bodyguard, I want to pick it myself.”

Sheng Hanye turned around and glanced at her.

“Can’t I make my own decision?” Jiang Niansheng added, “Don’t tell me I can’t even make that choice?”

He shrugged. “Fine.”

Half an hour later, all the bodyguards of the Flying Feather gathered in the open yard of the Sheng Manor.

Sheng Hanye placed his hands behind his back. He raised his chin. He was like a king, cold and aloof. Jiang Niansheng stood beside him. His hand was wrapped around her waist.

“Pick,” Sheng Hanye gently pushed her forward.

Jiang Niansheng walked down the steps and looked the guards over. There were men and women. All of them had serious expressions and stood straight, waiting to be selected.

Jiang Niansheng already had a candidate in mind, but she still pretended to walk around.

After going back and forth a few times, she stopped in front of Yang Zhang.

Yang Zhang’s expression was filled with shock and doubt, but the rules of the Flying Feather were strict. This was not his time to speak.

“You.” Jiang Niansheng said, “Will you have a duel with me?”

“Yes.”

Once Yang Zhang left the formation, Jiang Niansheng kicked at him. He dodged. They fought for about five minutes when Yang Zhang slowly gained the upper hand.

He stopped and immediately took a few steps back to increase the distance between them.

“Okay.” Jiang Niansheng concluded, “You’re a much better fighter than I am. I’ll pick you.”

Yang Zhang looked at Sheng Hanye.

“Are you sure?” The man’s magnetic voice sounded. “Wouldn’t it be better to choose a female bodyguard?”

“I’m not used to ordering women around. Sheng Hanye, didn’t you say I can have my pick?”

He did not speak, but there was a complicated look in his eyes.

Was it intentional or unintentional? Yang Zhang was Wen Wan’s former partner.

When Jiang Niansheng stood beside Yang Zhang down in the yard, Sheng Hanye felt like he had traveled through time.

“Yang Zhang,” Sheng Hanye asked faintly, “Will you accept this arrangement?”

“I… I will heed CEO Sheng’s decision.”

Jiang Niansheng looked at Yang Zhang with a smile. “I can make this decision for him. From now on, you will be my personal bodyguard.”

“Wen… uh, yes, Mrs. Sheng.”

Sheng Hanye did not say anything. He raised his wrist to look at the time. There were still piles of things in the company waiting for him to deal with.

“Remember to rest,” he said before getting into the car and leaving.

Jiang Niansheng walked slowly to the lawn and sat down.

Yang Zhang stood behind her.

“Sit,” she said. “There are only the two of us here.”

“Mrs. Sheng, this is not appropriate.”

“You need to sit. This is an order.”

Yang Zhang had no choice but to sit opposite her. He looked at her with a belly full of questions. He wanted to say something, but he held back.

Jiang Niansheng stopped smiling and looked at him. “I’m sorry.”

“You… You’re not Wen Wan, are you?”

“Sorry,” She nodded. “I lied to you.”

Yang Zhang’s face turned red. “You… this… If CEO Sheng found out, he’d have my head chopped off!”

“If you don’t tell, and I don’t tell, how would he know?”

“But…”

“No but.” Jiang Niansheng replied. “Yang Zhang, you’re my bodyguard now. The two of us are tied together, sharing weal and woe.”

Yang Zhang still looked conflicted. The leader of the Flying Feather was CEO Sheng. How could he switch sides to Jiang Niansheng?

“Just consider me as Wen Wan.” She smiled again. “I’m quite curious about her.”

“Mrs. Sheng, there’s a rule in the Flying Feather that bans anyone from talking about Wen Wan

Jiang Niansheng blinked. “Then you can tell me in secret.”

Yang Zhang scratched his head. “This…”

“It’s settled then.” She pushed the fruit plate on the table in front of Yang Zhang. “This grape is so sweet. Try It.”

Of course, Yang Zhang wouldn’t touch it.

This was all his fault for running his mouth. Wen Wan already passed away three years ago. How would she suddenly appear at Flying Feather’s base?

No wonder the captain always said he had a strong body but a simple mind.

“By the way,” Jiang Niansheng asked, “Do you have a photo of Wen Wan?”

Yang Zhang was about to nod, but he immediately shook his head crazily. “No.”

He was ready to say that he didn’t even know Wen Wan.

Jiang Niansheng did not press. There were plenty of chances for her to get info from Yang Zhang. She was in a great mood. She hummed a song, ate fruits, and basked in the sun, enjoying the treatment of a rich lady.

What she did not know was that in the distance, someone was using binoculars to take in the situation at the Sheng Manor.