The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Jiang Xuecheng stopped teasing Su Wan. His expression showed some faint heartache.

"Don't wear such shoes in the future."

Su Wan clenched her fingers and murmured, "Am I not doing this to match your height? I have to wear it again on our wedding day…"

If she had to attend any dinners or functions with Jiang Xuecheng in the future, she had to wear shoes with higher heels. Otherwise, she would be too short compared to Jiang Xuecheng.

Jiang Xuecheng darted a look at Su Wan. "It's perfectly fine for you to be barefooted at the wedding. Who would dare to say we don't match?"

"If I were to be barefooted at the wedding, then, I'll be the funniest bride in history."

Su Wan admitted defeat when he saw how overbearing Jiang Xuecheng was. However, she still felt happy when she heard his words.

Jiang Xuecheng shook his head. He didn't agree with Su Wan and could not be bothered to argue with her again.

"Come here."

As he spoke, he bent down. Su Wan climbed on his back and wrapped her arms around Jiang Xuecheng's neck to prevent herself from falling.

The sun was setting and it made their shadows overlap, merging into one and becoming one person.

The slightly cool breeze blew Su Wan's hair up. Su Wan buried her head in Jiang Xuecheng's shoulders as she looked at the man who was carrying her on his back tenderly.

She didn't want to ask for a magnificent life. If she could spend the rest of her life with this man, it would be the biggest wish of her lifetime.

***

While carrying Su Wan, Jiang Xuecheng inserted the key into the key hole.

With a click, the door was opened. Jiang Xuecheng carried Su Wan into the house and placed her carefully on the sofa.

"Don't move, I'll go and get the first aid kit."

He turned around and walked toward the other side of the living hall to open a cabinet.

Su Wan's eyes followed Jiang Xuecheng. She saw him taking out a little brown bottle.

Jiang Xuecheng bent down and knelt in front of Su Wan. He started to take off her shoes.

Su Wan's ankle was delicate. Jiang Xuecheng placed her foot on the sofa. The yellow light in the living room shone on her, making her ankle look fairer.

If it wasn't for the swelling and bruise of her instep, her foot would be considered soft and beautiful.

Jiang Xuecheng frowned. He had not expected Su Wan to get herself bruised just like that.

She was indeed clumsy.

As Jiang Xuecheng thought about it, he became angry. Then, he exerted some power when he applied the medicine, making Su Wan take a cold breath and let out a soft cry.

"Ouch, it hurts. Can't you do it gently?"

Jiang Xuecheng looked up slightly and darted a sideways glance at her "It's good that you know the pain but it'll be more painful later."

As he spoke, he seized her leg and rubbed it hard.

This time, Su Wan felt so much pain that her tears kept flowing. She almost wondered if Jiang Xuecheng had learned the grasping massage technique like those in the martial art novels.

Su Wan grabbed the sofa and pulled the silk blanket into a ball. Now, she finally understood what Jiang Xuecheng meant by it would be more painful later!

Jiang Xuecheng looked at Su Wan grumpily. When he saw her long eyelashes fluttering like the butterfly wings and that there were tears in her eyes, his heart softened. However, his gesture of rubbing did not lighten but his tone of voice was no longer strong. He began to comfort Su Wan with a warm voice.

"Endure it a little. I'll just have to rub a bit more and you'll get better."

Su Wan's head shrunk and she answered softly, "Mm."

To distract herself and reduce the pain, Su Wan started to focus on Jiang Xuecheng's eyelashes. She started to count his eyelashes.

She had tried doing this previously but had failed. She hoped today's attempt would be more fruitful.

One, two, three, four…

Just when Su Wan counted to thirty, her eyes were dazzled. Suddenly, Jiang Xuecheng exclaimed, "Done."

Just as his voice died down, he stood up. Su Wan stared at his eyes unwillingly and couldn't remember which eyelash she just counted.

Forget it, counting his eyelashes had a long way to go and Su Wan decided to give up now.

Su Wan looked at Jiang Xuecheng pitifully with a charming and simple look. "Can I step on the ground now?"

"No, for the sake of your foot, don't even think about it today. I'll cook shredded chicken porridge for you. You stay here obediently and watch the TV."

After the sprain, if she were to walk carelessly and sprain it again, it would take a longer time to recover.

As he spoke, Jiang Xuecheng took the remote control and switched on the TV. Then, he passed the remote control to Su Wan.

Su Wan pouted. She watched as the tall and elegant figure disappear at the stairway. Finally, she picked up the remote control.

After switching from one channel to another, she finally found a TV series she liked.

Just then, the TV series moved to an important plot and it attracted Su Wan's attention. So, she watched it with great interest.

***

About twenty minutes later, Jiang Xuecheng was done with his cooking. He took out two bowls of hot shredded chicken porridge and placed them on the Ebony Gold Nan table.

Su Wan stared at the TV screen and her attention was on the interaction between the male and female lead.

Jiang Xuecheng walked over slowly and switched off the television.

Su Wan glared at him angrily. "What are you doing? I was watching nicely."

"It's time to eat. You can watch again later."

Jiang Xuecheng carried Su Wan after speaking and then adjusted a comfortable position as he put her in his arms.

Su Wan looked at his flawless eyes and eyebrows and she sighed.

Sometimes, she had to say that the creator was unfair. This man in front of her was good at everything, be it in appearance or ability. They were perfect beyond comprehension.

She had married him, so was she one who was favored by the heavens too?

***

Jiang Xuecheng carried Su Wan all the way to the dining table and she suddenly felt like a disabled person.

This feeling was really…

Feeling upset, Su Wan took a spoonful of shredded chicken porridge. The porridge smelt aromatic but Su Wan had no appetite.

"Xuecheng, what if my ankle doesn't heal by the first of June? What should I do?"

By that time, how would she appear at the wedding ceremony with a sprained ankle?

Perhaps it was because their wedding day was approaching that Su Wan's uneasiness grew.

Even on the day when she got her marriage certificate, she didn't feel as uneasy.

Hearing Su Wan's worried words, Jiang Xuecheng took a spoonful of porridge calmly and with his usual calmness, replied, "As long as you take good care of your ankle, you'll recover in a week."

Hearing this, Su Wan felt relieved of a heavy burden. Looking at the shredded chicken porridge in front of her, she suddenly regained her appetite.

Just when Su Wan was enjoying her meal, what Jiang Xuecheng said next almost made her spit out her porridge.

"Eat slowly. I'll carry you to the bath later."