Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Jiang Shangbin sighed and looked at her with complicated eyes:

"Yajun, I used to think that love was necessary for marriage, so I chose you. You could say I've already paid for love."

"But now, because of you, I'm in a bad situation in Cloud City."

"I need a wife with a clean background and reputation, who can stand by my side and wash away the negative impressions others have of me."

"I don't love Miss Chen either. We're just collaborating and using each other. I believe you can understand this..."

He Yajun: “…”

At this moment, the dizzy mind has calmed down.

Yes, she understood.

In her previous life, He Yajun was like this - she raised her son without any status and hid silently for many years, watching Jiang Shangbin gain the support of the Song family as the widow of the Song family.

He climbed up step by step and finally pulled her up.

To a certain extent, He Yajun is extremely patient and able to lie dormant.

But in this life, the situation is different.

Even though she already had the identity of Jiang Shangbin's concubine, she could give birth to his children openly and even regard herself as Jiang Shangbin's woman.

But Mo Ming felt extremely uneasy.

Over the past six months, Jiang Shangbin's relationship with her has been on and off. Both the experience of that day and Jiang Xiao'e have been a thorn in their hearts.

So, at this moment, He Yajun took a deep breath and tried to calm down:

"What about after we get married? Where will you put me and the child?"

This child will be Jiang Shangbin's eldest son.

She must strive for the best interests for herself and her child before Chen Simei comes into the house, or at least get a promise or guarantee.

Unfortunately, Jiang Shangbin's expression remained indifferent when he heard this.

In this life, the child in He Yajun's belly was revealed to the world early on. And it was revealed at that very moment. Therefore, his existence, far from being a source of pride, was actually a witness to that most shameful scene.

The fact that he allowed this child to be born was the greatest gift he could give.

Jiang Shangbin pondered for a moment, and finally spoke slowly:

"I will do my best to protect you and your son and give you a stable life, but..."

He looked into He Yajun's eyes and said in a deep voice:

"I hope you understand the difference between a wife and a concubine. After Miss Chen came into the house, I don't want certain things to happen again, otherwise I might not be able to protect you anymore..."

Hearing this, He Yajun's heart sank.

Jiang Shangbin said that he wanted to give the mother and son a "stable life", which means that everything that belongs to the third wife in the future will not be handed over to his son.

Not only that, Jiang Shangbin even warned her not to make trouble in the back house, otherwise he would not show mercy to her.

A hint of determination flashed across He Yajun's eyes.

She suppressed the surging emotions in her heart and smiled:

"Okay, I understand. I just hope you can remember the promise you made to us mother and son today. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I will do."

"Yajun, you..."

Looking at He Yajun's big belly, Jiang Shangbin frowned slightly.

The passionate love of the past has gone with the wind. He Yajun is now completely unrecognizable. He almost doesn't recognize this woman at all.

Forget it, let's take a step by step.

He sincerely hoped that He Yajun could see the situation clearly, abide by the rules, and not disrupt the path he wanted to take. Otherwise, he could only be cruel...

Song Nianru was sitting on the swing in her yard, swinging slowly, drinking spiritual tea, and admiring the flower tea room she had just built.

Many of the flower varieties here are rare flower species that Jiang Shangwen collected from all over the country when he was doing business, and some were originally in her space.

Song Nianru's supernatural power had successfully stimulated the birth of a baby. Now the room was filled with fragrance and the sound of birdsong. Being in it, I felt relaxed and happy.

Suddenly the puppet sent her a message that Jiang Shangbin was asking to see her outside the courtyard.

Song Nianru raised her eyebrows.

This was the first time Jiang Shangbin wanted to see her since returning to the Jiang family, and he was really curious:

"Let him in!"

Because she was too lazy to move, Song Nianru didn't even get off the swing.

The moment Jiang Shangbin walked in, he was shocked and felt a strong visual and mental impact.

The room is filled with exotic flowers and plants of varying heights, fantastic and beautiful.

Those large, colorful flowers in full bloom, each of which is rare in the world, are casually placed in an inconspicuous corner here.

In the middle of the flower room stands an extremely comfortable orange lazy sofa, and in front of the sofa is a simple bamboo and rattan table.

However, the most eye-catching presence in the entire room was the woman who was swinging slowly in the sunshine on a high swing nearby.

The woman's black hair was like a waterfall and her skin was whiter than snow.

The long white skirt flowed smoothly, cascading down like water, concealing a pair of delicate, snow-white bare feet. However, it was not difficult to imagine what kind of scenery was underneath the skirt.

Jiang Shangbin swallowed and suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth.

"Sister-in-law~"

"Um,"

Song Nianru didn't let him sit, and Jiang Shangbin didn't dare to sit down either. He could only stand on the ground in front of Song Nianru a little awkwardly, letting Song Nianru swing on the swing high above him.

It's like a god high above, looking down at an ant.

In fact, Song Nianru wasn't even looking at him. Her gaze was drawn to a small bee, which was trying to squeeze itself into a flower bud with its butt sticking out.

Couldn't help but chuckle.

After a long while, she finally asked, "What do you want to see me for?"

His voice was faint, and there was an inexplicable sense of alienation that kept people at a distance.

Jiang Shangbin, however, did not feel humiliated. It seemed as if Song Nianru's attitude was natural and reasonable. His throat was tight and hoarse.

My heart was beating fast.

If Jiang Shangbin were in this state three years ago, he would definitely raise his hand and slap himself, but now he can only say that it is his own fault - there is no such thing as knowing in advance in life.

Jiang Shangbin calmed himself down and finally adjusted his voice, saying as calmly as possible:

"Bin has been back home for a while now, and fortunately, my sister-in-law has helped to arrange his marriage, so I came here today to express my gratitude."

"Oh~"

Song Nianru nodded: "You came empty-handed?"

Jiang Shangbin: “…”

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. Bin has prepared a generous gift. He just came in a hurry, so the gift will arrive soon."

Song Nianru nodded: "Okay, what else?"

Jiang Shangbin was silent for a long time before organizing his words and saying:

"To be honest, Bin does have something to ask of you..."

After Jiang Shangbin's evasive and hesitant expression, Song Nianru finally understood what he meant. Simply put, Jiang Shangbin wanted to obtain a teaching position at Yuncheng First Comprehensive College.

In theory, he has received a good education and has studied abroad, so it is not too outrageous for him to be an ordinary teacher.

It’s just that Yuncheng First Comprehensive College has a very high reputation in Longguo, so not just anyone can be a teacher there.