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Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 417 Burning the Zither and Cooking the Crane_1
Chapter 417: Chapter 417 Burning the Zither and Cooking the Crane_1
"Do you blame me for cutting off your hopes?" Xiao Ming asked.
Jiang Nanxi instinctively shook her head: "Nanxi doesn’t... doesn’t dare."
"It’s not about daring, it’s about whether you have those feelings or not."
Jiang Nanxi fell silent.
Xiao Ming chuckled, then asked, "Do you respect me now?"
Jiang Nanxi hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "To be precise, it’s more like awe."
"Then, if this time your scheme succeeded, and I became your subordinate, would you still feel awe towards me?"
Jiang Nanxi froze.
The answer was obvious, even the kindest leader would at most respect their subordinates; there was no possibility of them holding respect, let alone awe for them.
"Since you understand this principle, why do you grovel at the feet of Jiang Zhinian, and even the entire Jiang Family, like a dog?"
These words were like a wake-up call to someone in a dream, and Jiang Nanxi slowly opened her eyes wide.
"Respect is not something you beg for," Xiao Ming continued. "The more you give for nothing, the more disdain Jiang Zhinian will feel towards you, the more he will think using you like trash is a wise choice."
Jiang Nanxi’s expression became lost: "Then what... what should I do?"
"It’s simple, be powerful!"
Xiao Ming leaned forward, staring closely into her eyes with a seductive tone, "Respect only comes when you are strong enough, strong enough that others have to look up to you."
Imagine, if one day the life and death of the Jiang Family rested within a single thought of yours, would Jiang Zhinian dare call you a whore then?
When you can play the roles of a destroyer or savior at will, what difference does it make to you whether you have noble blood or the blood of a kitchen maid?
By that time, you’ll find that the identity of Miss Jiang Family is no more significant than a fart.
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Jiang Nanxi trembled all over, her eyes shining brightly: "Teacher, can I really have such a day?"
Xiao Ming’s lips curled up wickedly: "Follow me, and you will!"
In an instant, the scattered light in Jiang Nanxi’s eyes coalesced into a beam, fixed on Xiao Ming’s face, and she slowly leaned against his leg.
"Teacher, Nanxi will never let you down in this life!"
"Even if Ye Jin’an accepts you, will you not?"
A pang went through Jiang Nanxi’s heart, and like a wronged kitten, she laid her face on his knee, "Teacher, what you just said made me realize a truth: no matter how much you give, to someone who doesn’t care about you, it’s all in vain, even troublesome.
Nanxi has lost everything and wants nothing more, I only hope that you will not choose to abandon me so easily."
Xiao Ming sighed silently.
It is said that pitiable people often have detestable aspects, but conversely, detestable people might also have pitiable traits.
Jiang Nanxi indeed carried deep karmic sins, but the root cause of these was not solely her fault.
After all, even though she was already in her twenties, her values and personality were less developed than those of middle school children.
It’s like the children in some African countries who hold AKs, not yet adults, but hands already bloodstained.
Stroking Jiang Nanxi’s head, Xiao Ming said: "From now on, you are still Jiang Nanxi, the proud and cold Bodhisattva of the Ten Residences. Can you do that?"
"Not in front of you, Teacher. I can."
Xiao Ming responded with a smile, then patted her face: "Alright, the work is done. Hurry up and have someone deal with the body. Join me for dinner tonight."
"Yes, Teacher,"
Jiang Nanxi got up happily, walked a few steps, then turned back, "Teacher, can I still freely use the subordinates of the Red Lotus Society?"
"You’ve been a Bodhisattva for several years; don’t you have any loyal followers of your own?" Xiao Ming counter-questioned.
"I do... But..." Jiang Nanxi’s expression shifted awkwardly, and she hesitated to continue.
Xiao Ming understood immediately and chuckled: "Are you worried about exposing them, completely cutting off your last resort?"
"Thinking about it now, persisting in that would be pretty stupid. Don’t worry, Teacher, I’ll get right on it."
Before leaving, Jiang Nanxi shyly stuck out her tongue, which felt incredibly incongruent to Xiao Ming.
A Bodhisattva returning to secular life certainly adds color to life, but there’s also a sense of burning lutes and boiling cranes.
After leaving the top floor, upon returning to his own suite, Qingfeng asked, "Uncle, was it a bit risky to let Jiang Nanxi continue being herself in the end?"
"Risky? What risk?" Xiao Ming pointed to the liquor cabinet and sat down on the sofa.
Qingfeng poured him a glass of wine and brought it over, saying, "As I see it, Jiang Nanxi is fundamentally ready to accept you as her master, just one step away from completely submitting. If you suppressed her one more time, she probably wouldn’t even dare to lift her head in front of you in the future.
But you encouraged her to be herself again, isn’t that like letting her regain her confidence?
What if one day she snaps out of it and turns against you?"
"What you actually want to say is that you think I’m too soft-hearted!" Xiao Ming said with a near-smile.
Qingfeng immediately stood up straight, looking down, "I’m sorry, Uncle, I meant no disrespect. It’s just that you seem a bit... a bit too willful, acting on impulse. You have the perfect opportunity to command a skilled adherent now, and it’s a shame to let go."
"A loyal adherent, huh!"
Xiao Ming leaned back on his sofa, looking up at the ceiling light, his mind drifting back to his past life.
He had had loyal followers, not just one; but with each one’s death, it was as if a piece of his heart was gouged out, pain searing to the bone.
He did not wish to taste that again, even if it meant his path ahead would be a thousand times more arduous!
"Qingfeng, do you know the difference between a noble house and an ordinary big family?"