A Gilded Cage of Love - Chapter 4
We’ve been back for a week.
The house, once quiet and empty.
Aunt Zhang has returned, the familiar security guards are back, and a few Filipino maids have joined us.
Every day is filled with gossip.
All the gossip revolves around Jiang Qin.
When I go to pour water, the maids in the kitchen start chatting.
“Jiang Zong hasn’t gotten engaged or married, keeps himself clean, hasn’t had anyone by his side all these years, just focuses on his career.”
“Yes, yes, Jiang Zong is a golden bachelor.”
When I go to water the flowers, the security guard’s cold voice comes from behind.
“Did you hear? Not long ago, a female celebrity tried to hint that she had something to do with Jiang Zong. That celebrity-she’s a national goddess. Guess how our Jiang Zong handled it?”
“How did he handle it?”
“He issued three statements in a row to clarify, telling her not to drag him into it. His whole face said, ‘Don’t come near me!'”
“Jiang Zong, upholds the virtues of a man. Even when his wife and child aren’t around, he can control himself. A good man.”
Me: “…”
Jiang Qin is very busy.
But whenever he has time, he spends it at home with us.
If I ignore him, he spends time with Niannian.
He builds Legos with Niannian, watches the stars with Niannian.
A million-yuan astronomical telescope, bought just like that, and he can tell a story about every galaxy.
All things I couldn’t give Niannian.
It was only after I started dating Jiang Qin that I learned about Lego-such a toy that both adults and children love, and a set costs a fortune.
I know nothing about astronomy.
Those are hobbies only the wealthy can afford.
The education I received growing up was simply: what’s the point of a girl reading so many books?
I thought I had already given him the best I could within my understanding.
But my understanding only goes so far.
I know how hard it is to break through class barriers.
And I know how painful it is to accept being born ordinary.
Actually, I’m quite well-off, just not that well-off.
Should Ruan Annian really stay with me forever, and give up the immense wealth right in front of him-whether material or spiritual?
Jiang Qin is always paying attention to me. Seeing me down, he tugs at Niannian, who’s stargazing: “Mommy isn’t in a good mood, but she doesn’t want to talk to me. Can you go cheer her up for me?”
I’m stunned, and then Niannian runs over to me, pulls me down.
He plants a kiss on my cheek.
Then whispers in my ear: “This is from Daddy.”
I freeze, holding his hand.
Jiang Qin naturally doesn’t hear this.
He just stands not far away, looking at me and Niannian.
As if we are his whole world.