Chapter 5: My Wife, Mrs. Jiang

Su He caught her breath and checked the name on the electronic chart.

Jiang Yan. No mistake.

But why was he here to see a doctor?

Hadn’t he been perfectly fine yesterday?

And even if he wanted a consultation, why book one with her?

Their eyes met for a few seconds before she looked away. His eyes were like black holes: stare too long and she felt she might be drawn in.

She cleared her throat and sat up straight. “Mr. Jiang, what’s troubling you?”

She could simply pretend they didn’t know each other.

He had booked an appointment. That made him an ordinary patient.

“My chest hurts,” he said unhurriedly.

Jiang Feng, who had followed him in, was speechless.

Since when?

Hadn’t he been perfectly fine a moment ago?

There were rumors that the Fifth Master was frail, that a childhood car crash had damaged his organs and he wouldn’t live to thirty.

Few people knew there was actually nothing wrong with him.

Su He moved her hand to the mouse to check his records, but this was his first visit to their hospital. There was no previous history to review.

“Did you bring your earlier medical records?” she asked professionally.

“No.”

“When did the chest pain start? How long have you had it?”

She began to rise to examine him with her stethoscope.

“Yesterday afternoon,” he said. “Someone made me angry.”

She immediately sank back into her seat.

She wasn’t being oversensitive or flattering herself, but she had a distinct feeling that “someone” was her.

Drawing a discreet breath, she kept her expression steady. “Really? That must be quite a person, then. Making the formidable Fifth Master Jiang so angry his chest hurts. Everyone else is afraid to provoke you.”

His stern face suddenly softened into a faint smile. “She is quite something. She’s my wife—Mrs. Jiang, after all. She’s the only one who dares.”

Su He’s pupils contracted.

What on earth? Why was he smiling?

Jiang Feng was dumbstruck. What was his employer playing at?

Lu Zhenyu, entirely unaware of the relationship between the two, found the atmosphere decidedly strange.

And by some bizarre stroke of luck, he’d stumbled on a colossal secret.

The young master of the Jiang family was married?

But wasn’t he linked to Tang Sirou?

Had the two of them already married?

Surely not. How had the entertainment reporters missed it? Something wasn’t right. A secret marriage?

What was he supposed to do now that he knew something he shouldn’t?

Although this powerful man had been away from Yuecheng, his reputation was known in every corner of the city.

Being the Jiang family’s young master and heir alone made him famous.

Yuecheng had no shortage of wealthy families, but few compared with the Jiangs. They were the aristocracy among the rich.

Their businesses spanned the globe and multiple industries. Jiang Group and DK Group were the pillars of Yuecheng’s economy.

Only DK Group could rival Jiang Group. Yet no one knew who owned DK Group, and it belonged to none of the city’s established families.

Lu Zhenyu had already spun an entire drama in his head.

Su He, meanwhile, was still reeling from “my wife—Mrs. Jiang.”

Yesterday he had shouted at her for no apparent reason. Today he had come to her clinic and started saying inexplicable things.

When she’d asked him to get the divorce paperwork done, he’d said he had no time today. Yet here he was.

What did he want?

She wanted to ask why he had time for a consultation but none for a divorce. Unfortunately, Lu Zhenyu was right there.

All she could do was smile faintly. “I see. You look quite healthy, Mr. Jiang. I expect your heart is fine. Try to stay calm when speaking to people. Don’t shout at the drop of a hat, and your chest shouldn’t hurt. That will be all for today.”

She knew this was deliberate. There was nothing wrong with him. He had come specifically to make trouble for her.

She just wanted the consultation over.

“Oh?” His voice turned lightly teasing. “How did you know I’d shouted at someone, Dr. Su?”

“A guess.”

“Very impressive. An accurate guess, too.”

“Ha. You’re too kind.”

“Then why don’t you guess why I shouted?”

“Sorry. Not interested.”

“What does interest you, Dr. Su?”

She fell silent.

Question and answer, back and forth. This hardly felt like a conversation between doctor and patient anymore.

It felt more like a couple bickering.

At least, that was what Lu Zhenyu thought.

Back in Cardiac Surgery, he finally voiced the question he’d been holding in all the way.

“Dr. Su, do you know that young master Jiang?”

“No,” she answered without looking at him or hesitating.

He didn’t believe her, but he could find no crack in her cool expression. His instincts insisted they absolutely knew each other.

He had the sense not to press. Instead, he muttered, “I never imagined he’d married Tang Sirou. Secretly, too.”

That earned him a rare glance. “What makes you think he married Tang Sirou?”

“Isn’t it obvious? She’s the only woman he’s ever been linked to. They’ve kept things quiet, but plenty of people know they’re a couple. He mentioned Mrs. Jiang just now. Who else could Mrs. Jiang be but Miss Tang?”

Su He nodded. “Not a bad analysis. Good brain you’ve got there.”

Looking at her, Lu Zhenyu suddenly blurted, “But I think you’d make a better match for him.”

She narrowed her eyes and shot him a look. “I take back what I said about your brain.”

Then she walked into her office.

Lu Zhenyu was left speechless.

*

In the car, Jiang Feng tapped a few times on a tablet.

“Fifth Master, the record of your appointment with Madam this afternoon has been erased.”

Jiang Yan rested in the back seat with his eyes closed. A low murmur of acknowledgment came from his throat.

Jiang Feng was never good at keeping his questions to himself.

“Sir, if you don’t want anyone tracing you to Madam, why book an appointment with her? Why not just ask her to come home and examine you? You are legally married.”

Why go to all the trouble of visiting the hospital?

The outpatient clinic was packed. With so many people around, someone was bound to talk.

He didn’t dare add that part aloud.

An even but authoritative voice came from behind him. “Do you have a problem with it?”

Jiang Feng immediately wilted. “I wouldn’t dare.”

Jiang Yan opened his eyes. “You have reminded me of something, though.”

“Huh?” Jiang Feng didn’t follow.

They were married. There was no reason to live apart.

Now that he was back, naturally she would have to come home.