newbobooks Chapter 98 I am his distant relative
Chapter 98 I am his distant relative
“Miss Jiang must have noticed that the bouquets we’ve passed along the way are quite different from the ones we see outside. Do you know what kind of flowers these are?” Lin Qingwan gently stroked the petals and then leaned closer to smell the flowers’ rich and unique fragrance.
Jiang Liwu looked at the magnificent, elegant, and exquisite flower, whose thick roots revealed a wildness.
The vibrant red is both grand and alluring, with layers upon layers of petals, the outlines of which seem to be drawn with golden lines, flowing with a shimmering luster, making the flower even more beautiful, like porcelain.
Before she could say anything, or even nod or shake her head, Lin Qingwan interrupted, "This is a tropical rainforest porcelain red rose. It's normal that you don't recognize it. The other flowers, which come in various colors and shapes, are all orchids that only grow in tropical rainforests. Ah Cheng loves roses and orchids. There is a huge artificial tropical rainforest scenic area in Lingshui Bay, with countless plants and flowers."
"Because it is precious and mysterious, not many people understand it, so whenever I talk to Ah Cheng about it, he is always very interested."
Jiang Liwu was well aware that her parents were biological scientists who went to remote and dangerous places to explore and study plants and animals that had never been discovered by humans, thus expanding her knowledge. She knew a little more than the average person because of this, not to mention that she had actually lived in the primeval rainforest, which was known as a forbidden zone for humans.
That was when she reversed time and came to Si Mocheng's side when he was six or seven years old. She had shown Si Mocheng the porcelain red roses and various orchids. She also showed Si Mocheng the extremely rare and precious Moon Goddess Flower, of which only a dozen or so exist in the world. Unfortunately, the Moon Goddess Flower withers after twelve hours of blooming and cannot be preserved. It also cannot adapt to other geographical environments. Therefore, losing one is equivalent to losing one.
But Lin Qingwan's words were clearly a reminder to her that she and Si Mocheng had nothing in common and were not a good match.
The same applies to the following. Lin Qingwan also talked about gemstones. To be honest, because her parents often ventured into different areas, they were also very knowledgeable about geology and minerals and even opened a private geological museum. Generally speaking, only the lowest-grade geological minerals are made into gemstones.
Lin Qingwan didn't care whether Jiang Liwu responded or not, and was certain that Jiang Liwu didn't understand anything.
She also mentioned that the matching of glasses, watches, and perfumes is very particular, and said that Si Mocheng likes to listen to piano music, so she showed off her skills to Jiang Liwu on the spot. Jiang Liwu remained silent and just watched her show off, watching her eagerness to prove herself.
Throughout the journey, she called out "Ah Cheng" hundreds of times, revealing a strong sense of possessiveness.
"How about it?" Lin Qingwan's eyebrows were raised with confidence, and the smile she revealed seemed gentle and dignified, but in fact it was provocative and jealous.
Jiang Liwu applauded her without reservation, "Very good, the introduction was quite professional, and the music was played very well. She truly has the level of an all-around housekeeper."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingwan's expression changed instantly. She recalled the derogatory remarks she heard over the phone at the dinner party, saying that she was not worthy of the status of the young mistress of the Si family, and that everything she did was what a housekeeper should do and was her duty.
Jiang Liwu's attitude clearly showed that she only treated her as a housekeeper, or even a waitress, so it was only natural that she would provide professional service as a service staff member.
But why does Jiang Liwu think that a kept man's mistress actually treats her like a servant?
She did all this to make Jiang Liwu realize the gap between them.
“However,” Jiang Liwu said earnestly to Lin Qingwan with her dark eyes clear and calm, “you don’t need to treat me as a rival in love. If you like Si Mocheng, go ahead and pursue him. It has nothing to do with me.”
Seeing that Jiang Liwu had made things clear, Lin Qingwan could no longer maintain her gentle and intellectual demeanor.
"You make it sound nice, but you not only moved into Lingshui Bay, but you also slept in A-Cheng's bed and took A-Cheng's money. I've never seen A-Cheng take such gentle and considerate care of someone. How can all of this be unrelated?" Lin Qingwan clenched her fists, her emotions running high.
“Because I am Si Mocheng…” Jiang Liwu was about to say the word “mother”, but then she thought that in the eyes of outsiders, Si Mocheng was older than her. How could a twenty-year-old virgin like her give birth to a child older than herself? And Si Mocheng was indeed not her biological son. She couldn’t possibly say that she had traveled back twenty years, when Si Mocheng was just a little kid who reached her thigh, and it wouldn’t be wrong for him to call her “mother”, right?
Lin Qingwan stared intently at Jiang Liwu, wanting to see what she could say.
“I am a distant relative of his.”
Lin Qingwan was stunned for a moment, then her gaze turned gloomy, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips.
Distant relatives? How distant? So distant that there's no blood relation whatsoever?
Si Mocheng treats his own parents coldly and avoids contact with them, so how could he possibly treat a distant relative with whom he has no connection whatsoever differently?
Although she didn't believe it, Lin Qingwan still put on a relaxed and relieved expression, "So that's how it is. I misunderstood your relationship."
"Miss Jiang, please don't hold it against me. Could you teach me how to make your eight-treasure porridge?"
“Since you are Ah Cheng’s relative, you are a guest in Lingshui Bay. It’s not reasonable for a guest to cook for the host. You should leave it all to me.”
Once she masters the art of making eight-treasure porridge, she'll surpass Jiang Liwu. In that case, Jiang Liwu will only be better than her in looks; in everything else, she'll be inferior.
How can one win someone's heart with their beauty for long?
Jiang Liwu did not refuse. She really couldn't cook for Si Mocheng every day, so it would be better to teach him what she knew.
So she nodded, "Let the others learn too."
Lin Qingwan was taken aback. She had actually prepared herself for Jiang Liwu to make excuses for her, but she didn't expect her to be so generous and to teach more than one person.
She gave Jiang Liwu a strange look, because she had never taught anyone her original stomach-soothing porridge, hangover soup, and health-preserving medicinal cuisine. She always cooked these things herself, which was the reason she was valued.
Jiang Liwu taught diligently. Since cooking eight-treasure porridge didn't require constant supervision, she took out her phone. There were no messages from Yan Wenyu on her phone. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but Yan Wenyu seemed a little distant towards her. However, Jiang Liwu didn't care and continued to show concern as usual, and even sent him photos of what she had seen that day.
Yan Wenyu saw the message. Because he had been chatting with Jiang Liwu frequently, he had developed the habit of checking messages. He sat back lazily and indifferently, his eyes looking bored and distant. He had no interest in anything and was stroking the small wooden carving that he had lost and found.
He looked at the messages popping up one after another, but he only read them and didn't reply, because he had dismissed the idea that Jiang Liwu was his stepmother and stopped associating Jiang Liwu with his stepmother.