Chapter 5

Chapter 5

The Eldest Young Master's Gentle Wife (5)

Every day, Jiang Zhe busied himself following behind Father Jiang from morning till night.

When Li Cai Wei didn't see him for a half a month consecutively, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, at the same time also feeling a faint sense of disappointment and self-ridicule.

What happened that night was way too embarrassing; for her to not meet Jiang Zhe now can also be considered a good thing.

Perhaps in his heart, he has already labelled her as a frivolous woman.

Li Cai Wei was immersed in her thoughts. As she was distracted by her thoughts, she did not pay attention and the needle pricked her fingertip, drawing blood.

Cui Xi hurried to get gauze to dress her wound, nagging, "Young Mistress, you can leave these clothes to us servants. You dont have to do so much."

Li Cai Wei: "Its just something I picked up to occupy my time."

Cui Xi sighed: "Eldest Young Master was really too busy these days, if not he could still bring Young Mistress out to play."

Li Cai Wei smiled and did not speak. Her heart was clear that based on Jiang Zhes past behaviour, he would definitely not be willing to bring her out.

She looked down at the embroidered shoes on her feet and had to admit that they did not look as good as high heels.

And she, she can't afford high heels.

If it was said out loud, everyone would probably laugh. How could the Jiang familys Young Mistress be unable to afford even a pair of shoes? But the reality was as such.

Her father-in-law was busy with the business, her mother-in-law guarded against her like she was a thief, and her husband? Her husband probably spurns her existence deep down in his heart.

Why was she so muddle-headed that night?

Li Cai Wei rubbed her forehead in annoyance. Cui Xi was puzzled, but she still remembered to stop her, "Young Mistress, what are you doing? Are you feeling dizzy?"

Li Cai Wei: "Its nothing."

Cui Xi carefully looked at her, determining the Young Mistress was really okay, before she relaxed. She picked up the needlework beside her and continued to sew.

Li Cai Wei gave a few words of advice from time to time, "If you want to sew it here, why not embroider an orchid? It complements the colour of the clothes, and also gives it a refreshing new style, such that it can be worn as new set of clothes."

The sharp needle pierced the cloth, mending a torn area in two to three stitches.

Cui Xi took a look, stroking the stitches, and praised sincerely, "Young Mistress, this stitch is really exquisite. Your craft is really good."

Li Cai Wei: "Its nothing."

Cui Xi: "Young Mistress, you cant say that. Such excellent needlework cannot be achieved by just anyone."

The two of them chatted one-sidedly, when someone came to pass a message, "Young Mistress, Young Mistress, your younger brother came. Hes waiting in the main hall."

Li Cai Wei looked up suddenly: "What did you say?"

Young Mistress, your brother is here, waiting in the main hall."

Li Cai Wei felt that she was hearing things. Only when Cui Xi pulled on her, did she rush out.

In the main hall, Shui Gen was serving tea and pastries, showing warm hospitality.

Li Ming was a bit uncomfortable. "Brother Shui Gen, you dont have to do this. Im only here to visit my sister."

Shui Gen: "Sir Li, dont put this servant in a spot. The Eldest Young Master gave instructions to serve you well. If he knew I slighted you in any way, he will be mad with me."

Li Ming: "But"

Shui Gen: "Sir Li, dont protest. Ive already gotten people to pass on the message. The Young Mistress will be here shortly."

Li Ming: "Alright."

The two men waited for a few minutes before Li Cai Wei came over. She had run all the way, her hair messily blown by the wind. When she saw the boy in the main hall, her eyes turned red.

She ran over excitedly and hugged Li Ming: "ADi, are you okay?"

Li Ming nodded and smiled: "Im doing good, sis."

*Chinese culture has it that you are supposed to observe a period of mourning for your loved ones who passed away. It is likely that the criticism she attracted has both to do with marrying up the social ladder, as well as having a happy occasion despite only burying her parents a few months ago.