Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

After all, before that, Lu Sichen had really strangled his neck.

Jiang Manxue believed that, at least at that time, Lu Sichen was not unintentional.

What's the point of asking whether it was intentional or unintentional when something has already happened?

Jiang Manxue thought clearly.In other words, she didn't care that much.After all, for a person who has broken his heart, whether intentional or not, there is no need to pursue it.

"Miss Jiang, Mr. Lu said that he will send someone to deliver things to you today." Seeing the calm expression on Jiang Manxue's face, the nurse hurriedly said.

"Really." She just responded, but she was obviously not very interested in what Lu Sichen would send her.

However, as soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

"Ma'am." A moment later, the butler appeared in the ward, bending slightly towards Jiang Manxue. "I'm here to deliver something for you, sir."

"Excuse me, Uncle Xiao." Jiang Manxue didn't have much blood on her face, she just sat on the hospital bed, leaning on the pillow and called the housekeeper, just as a greeting to him.

Butler was flattered. "Ma'am, you are serious. This is my job."

Then, the housekeeper took a few steps towards the door, signaling the person at the door to bring things in.

Jiang Manxue watched calmly as the housekeeper asked people to move in the clothes she usually liked to wear, the books she often read, and the few dolls she liked to hug.She deduced from the things that had been moved in that she might have to stay in the hospital for a while.

Later, when Jiang Manxue was thinking so wildly, the butler asked someone to bring in an easel and a complete set of painting tools.

Jiang Manxue's eyes widened unabashedly.

"This is..." She looked at the easel in front of her in disbelief, and then at the housekeeper, who obviously hadn't reacted yet.

The housekeeper still had a perfect smile on his face: "Mister asked me to bring it to my wife. Mr. told me to deliver it to you personally. Mr. also said, I hope you will remember that you are now a person when you are painting. Patient, I hope you can put your body first and rest well."

Jiang Manxue was stunned for a while before she came to her senses and replied blankly: "I, I see. Uncle Xiao, thank him for me."

But the housekeeper smiled and refused: "Madam, it's better for you to say thank you to Mr. personally. I will send someone to bring you three meals a day in the future. If you have anything you want to eat, you can tell me directly .”

Jiang Manxue knew that this must be what Lu Sichen meant.She nodded and thanked the butler.

After the butler left, Jiang Manxue still couldn't recover from the shock.

After a while, she finally ordered: "Auntie, can you help me move the easel to the bedside? I...I want to take a closer look."

The nurse obeyed her orders and naturally would not refuse.

When Jiang Manxue touched the drawing paper, the real touch of the paper made her finally feel that she was not dreaming.

Jiang Manxue gently touched the drawing paper with her fingers over and over again, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with her fingertips.

Then, when she examined it carefully, she realized that the paper on the easel was not ordinary drawing paper, but cloud brocade paper.This kind of paper is not only delicate in material, but also very beautiful and special in texture, which is especially suitable for painting.It is precisely because it is sought after by the calligraphy and painting circles that it is known as the most expensive painting paper in the world, with the title of one tael of gold and one foot of brocade paper.

Jiang Manxue raised her eyes, and found that on the table not far away, there were two pieces of cloud brocade paper neatly arranged.

For a while, her emotions became complicated.

"Miss Jiang, have you smelled it? Is there any fragrance?" When Jiang Manxue was thinking, the nurse moved her nose, sniffed it carefully, and then asked curiously: "Why do I always smell Is there a special smell in this room?"

"Auntie, you have a really sharp nose." Jiang Manxue recovered and said with a smile. "You smelled it right, it has a faint cold fragrance."

"Huh?" The nurse looked at her curiously. "What the hell is this smell?"

Jiang Manxue touched the drawing paper under her hand: "It is the fragrance of this paper. This paper is rare, and it is the most suitable paper for writing and drawing. Because of its special material, it cannot be mass-produced. Handmade. The master craftsman who made this paper has passed it down from generation to generation, so the annual production of Yunjin paper is very limited. Not only that, but Yunjin paper also has a special fragrance, which makes it even more sought after."

"So, this drawing paper is very precious?" The nurse suddenly realized.

Jiang Manxue nodded: "You can put it that way."

"Miss Jiang, then... do you want to call Mr. Lu?"

Jiang Manxue paused as she was still stroking the drawing paper.She frowned slightly.

what is this?Lu Sichen's usual trick, hit her with a stick and then give her a sweet date?But the stick hurts too much, and the dates are too sweet.The long-standing pattern made Jiang Manxue finally feel a little dazed and shaken.

"There is no overnight feud between this husband and wife." The nurse sighed, and persuaded in a low voice: "What's more, Mr. Lu has already agreed to your painting, and he has bowed to you. Why don't you give him One step, let him come down?"

Jiang Manxue slowly withdrew her hand.

After a while, she raised her eyes, looked at the nurse and said seriously: "Auntie, this is not the result of Lu Sichen's compromise with me."

Jiang Manxue frowned, speaking solemnly and loudly.

"This is the result of my struggle. It's not his charity. Even if he disagrees, I never thought of backing down on this matter. So, I won't thank him for this matter."

The nurse listened to Jiang Manxue's words in a daze, nodded half understanding, then lowered her head and went about her own business.

She only had a vague feeling that something was different about Jiang Manxue.But she couldn't tell exactly what was different.

As if knowing that Jiang Manxue would not call her, Lu Sichen took the initiative to call after a while.

Jiang Manxue looked at the caller ID on the screen, thought for a while, and finally pressed the answer button.

"Uncle Xiao delivered everything to you?" Lu Sichen's voice was still careless.

"Yes. Here it is." Jiang Manxue replied softly.

Lu Sichen could hear the flatness in her voice, and the pen in his hand paused. "You have nothing to tell me?"

"What do you want to hear from me?" Jiang Manxue asked without answering.

Lu Sichen frowned instantly. "Jiang Manxue, shouldn't you thank me?"

Jiang Manxue kept silent, it was the first time she heard someone take the initiative to thank her.

Then, Lu Sichen's mood, which had finally calmed down, gradually rose with a trace of anger.