Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 99 My Darling Husband

Suddenly he saw the contents of the photo. His gaze paused, and his finger clicked on it faster than his mind wandered. It was an artificial tropical rainforest landscape. This level of landscaping is usually only seen in specialized botanical gardens and museums. He had only seen such porcelain red roses and orchids in Lingshui Bay.

Lingshui Bay? Si Mocheng?

Did Wu and Si Mocheng know each other, and even live in Lingshui Bay?

Yan Wenyu frowned, his eyes filled with deep thought and inquiry.

The idea that had been abandoned was now showing signs of rekindling.

Who exactly is the fog?

Shang Tingyan sent a message instead.

You didn't seem to be feeling well last night. Are you alright?

last night……

Jiang Liwu suddenly remembered what Si Mocheng had said about her calling Shang Tingyan her boyfriend, and her expression turned annoyed. Moreover, she couldn't be sure if she had done anything else foolish.

I just drank too much, but I'm fine now.

[Did I call your boyfriend last night? Don't take his drunken ramblings to heart.]

Shang Tingyan's gaze turned unfathomably deep for a moment, and her thin lips formed a straight line. So, she meant that this was another misunderstanding.

Slightly annoyed, she tugged at the buttons under her collar, loosening them a bit to reveal her sexy collarbone. Her gaze fell on the red octopus in her arms, poking it repeatedly with her finger. "Little liar."

Seeing that the man hadn't responded for a while, Jiang Liwu bit her finger nervously. "I don't quite remember what happened last night. If I did anything else unreasonable, I apologize."

Can not remember?

Shang Tingyan felt like he was being played. He twitched his lips, as if he wanted to laugh, but there was no laughter at all.

His subordinate tightened his grip on the red octopus.

You wrapped your arms around my neck and held me tightly, refusing to let go.

You said I'm the most handsome and best-looking.

You said you only have one boyfriend.

You must come home with me no matter what.

Since you don't remember, let's try to recall it.

Looking at these messages, Jiang Liwu could imagine the scene. She closed her eyes, not daring to open them.

That wasn't all; Shang Tingyan sent over a picture, taken recently.

His nose is so prominent that you want to touch it.

His Adam's apple was so large that you wanted to take a bite.

His lips had a sexy curve, and the perfect shade of red was so alluring that it made you want to kiss them...

Jiang Liwu shook her head violently to clear her mind.

So what does this man mean?

When Jiang Liwu zoomed in on the photo, she noticed a small, still-healing wound on the corner of the man's mouth, its redness ambiguous.

My heart was suddenly pierced, and a sour feeling spread through me.

Did Shang Tingyan kiss someone else?

That's true. Even if she didn't end up with Shang Tingyan in this life, there would be other women who would be with him.

Jiang Liwu lowered her head and her eyelashes trembled.

Just then, a message popped up: "[You bit me.]"

His eyes widened instantly.

She bit him? So there were no other women, it was all her doing.

Jiang Liwu's ears turned red instantly, and she pressed her forehead against the phone, bumping it several times.

Alcohol is definitely something you shouldn't drink!

Drinking it will reveal your true nature!!

When Jiang Liwu looked up, her heart sank even further.

She accidentally clicked on a animated image, which displayed the text: "Husband, kiss me."

Jiang Liwu was so frightened that she immediately retreated.

Shang Tingyan: [?]

The attempt to cover it up was blatantly obvious, but what could Jiang Liwu do? [She accidentally clicked the wrong button.]

After a while, Shang Tingyan replied, "Hmm."

Shang Tingyan smiled slightly as he watched him quickly take the screenshot, feeling a little better.

Thinking of Jiang Liwu's possible flustered state, his smile deepened.

After the eight-treasure porridge was ready, Jiang Liwu and Lin Qingwan went to the kitchen first.

After Lin Qingwan opened the pot, she scooped out a small bowl and tasted it. The enticing aroma, the exquisite taste, and the comforting temperature made her realize that she was indeed inferior to Jiang Liwu in cooking skills.

Setting down her bowl and spoon, Lin Qingwan forced a smile, her expression somewhat stiff. "Miss Jiang's cooking skills are amazing; no wonder Ah Cheng loves it so much."

Looking at Jiang Liwu's stunningly beautiful face, which outshone all others, Lin Qingwan stared at the steaming pot, her eyes hardening almost imperceptibly. "I'll take the porridge out so everyone can taste your cooking."

As she spoke, she reached for the pot. Jiang Liwu noticed the thick gloves next to her and was about to remind her that she wasn't wearing them when Lin Qingwan turned around and splashed the pot at her face. Jiang Liwu's eyes flashed, and she quickly dodged. She reacted in time, and only a few drops of the scalding porridge splashed onto her shoes and pants. Her skin did not feel any burning pain.

Lin Qingwan screamed in pain as the pot hit the ground with a loud thud. Due to the inertia, some porridge spilled onto her, scalding her and causing her to fall onto the messy floor, looking utterly disheveled.

The servants quickly rushed over because of the commotion, and what they saw was Jiang Liwu coldly staring at Lin Qingwan, who was disheveled and burned.

The scene and atmosphere were very subtle. Everyone was wondering what had happened between the two, and they were also very hesitant on the surface, until Lin Qingwan curled up her shoulders, trembled, and cried out in pain again.

After realizing what had happened, the two maids immediately stepped forward and helped Lin Qingwan up. "Miss Lin, are you alright?"

"What happened, Miss Lin?"

Lin Qingwan's face contorted in pain as she gasped for breath. Her hands were bright red, and she had various burns on many parts of her body. Her eyes were red, and they turned even redder when she saw Jiang Liwu, who was unharmed, revealing a hint of resentment and unwillingness.

Her face was pale, but she still forced a smile, which was heartbreaking to see. "I, I'm fine. Miss Jiang didn't mean it. It has nothing to do with Miss Jiang. I just didn't hold the pot properly and got burned."

As soon as she said that, the servants' gazes towards Jiang Liwu changed.

Unexpectedly, this person, who seemed easy to get along with, turned out to be a domineering and unreasonable individual.

"Quickly, rinse it with cold water first, otherwise the burn will get worse."

"I'll go call the family doctor."

The burning pain on her hands was relieved a little when she rinsed them with cold water. Lin Qingwan said with a determined look, "It's okay that I burned myself. It's just that I won't be able to cook or make medicine for Acheng for a while."

The servants were shocked to realize the seriousness of the matter. "Only the medicine you brew is the best and most effective for the young master's health."

"What if the young master's stomach ailment flares up and he needs your medicinal diet to treat him?"

The servants hurriedly dialed Secretary Chen's number, but Lin Qingwan quickly stopped them, saying, "There's no need to tell Ah Cheng about such a small matter." But her voice was soft and extremely weak.

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Liwu.

Jiang Liwu narrowed her dark eyes slightly, finding it somewhat amusing.

She turned and left the kitchen.

The person on the other end of the phone with the servants changed from Secretary Chen to Si Mocheng.

"A burn? Is Jiang Liwu burned?" The man's voice was somber and tinged with impatience.