Returning to the room, just as she took out the fairy tale book, there was a knock on the door.
Jiang Ziyu glanced at Di Mingjue and got up to open it.
"Where's Brother Mingjue?"
Seeing Lu Sisi leaning on a cane at the doorway, Jiang Ziyu blocked her from entering, "Is something wrong? We're about to rest."
"The air conditioner in my room doesn't seem to be heating; it's blowing cold air after I turned it on," Lu Sisi said, stretching on her tiptoes, deliberately speaking loudly.
Unfortunately, Di Mingjue didn't even lift his eyelids from the fairy tale book.
Jiang Ziyu walked out of the room and closed the door behind her, "Come on, I'll take a look for you."
Lu Sisi froze on the spot, watching Jiang Ziyu walk towards her room.
Could such a simple matter really be an excuse to call Di Mingjue?
Jiang Ziyu found the remote control and pressed a few buttons. The air conditioner's temperature instantly changed from cold to hot. She kindly adjusted it to a suitable temperature and turned to ask, "Is the temperature okay?"
"Brother Mingjue slept in my room last night," Lu Sisi said, looking provocatively at Jiang Ziyu.
Did she really think these petty tricks would make her angry?
Jiang Ziyu moved her eyelids slightly and said, "And then?"
"Villages aren't like cities with so many rooms. We lay on the same bed and shared the same blanket for the night," Lu Sisi said, a coy blush appearing on her face.
Even though she knew the story might not be true, Jiang Ziyu felt very uncomfortable. She dropped the remote and approached Lu Sisi, pointing a finger towards the door, "So what? Do you think I'd care? Or are you in a hurry, unable to pretend to be a little white rabbit anymore?"
Jiang Ziyu's words hit the mark; Lu Sisi was indeed in a rush.
After countless attempts to please, she had never received his undivided attention. Seeing that the father and son were about to fall out, her hope of obtaining Di Mingjue through Di Jianhan became even more distant.
Whether it was at the beginning or the end, since she had to show her urgent desire, why not show it now and force her to leave?
Her pure face turned sharp and mean. Lu Sisi sneered, a smug look on her face, "I know how you married Brother Mingjue. Your relationship isn't that deep; you were just lucky with timing. If my uncle and I had returned earlier, you might not have had a chance."
Listening to her hypothetical scenarios, Jiang Ziyu found it amusing. If everything in the world could be argued with 'what ifs,' then no one would regret missed opportunities.
"What a pity, a pity you don't have the ability to predict the future," Jiang Ziyu teased.
Lu Sisi was annoyed, but she persisted, "A pity? Do you really think a marriage unsupported by parents can last? Do you dare to say you and Mingjue have love? If it weren't for your timely appearance that made everyone think your arrival was what woke him from his coma, would Brother Mingjue really have agreed to this marriage?"
Yes!
Jiang Ziyu stared at Lu Sisi's detestable face.
Actually, she wasn't wrong; they didn't have love. She had used some medical skills to wake him up, and it was because of Qianqian that they ended up together. It was more of a debt of gratitude than love.
Lu Sisi, mistaking her realization for agreement, became even more smug, "Last night, Brother Mingjue was asleep, and he didn't refuse when I touched him. If he truly loved you, wouldn't he be moved by someone other than you?"
Jiang Ziyu continued to gaze at her coldly.
Lu Sisi's voice still echoed in her ears, but her mind had become a blur. Dazed, Jiang Ziyu returned to the room and saw Qianqian nestled in Di Mingjue's arms.
"Next time she has any needs, don't do it yourself. Tell her to ask the servants for help," Di Mingjue said to Jiang Ziyu.
Nodding distractedly, Jiang Ziyu excused herself to the bathroom under the pretense of taking a shower.