The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 286: Kid, Are You Sure This Cloth Bag Isn’t Yours?

Chapter 286: Chapter 286: Kid, Are You Sure This Cloth Bag Isn’t Yours?

When she saved grandma, she didn’t lose a cloth bag, did she?

Besides, she doesn’t like carrying cloth bags, she always carries leather bags.

Cloth bags are so ugly.

"What cloth bag?" Lu Xuemei was hearing about this for the first time and was very curious.

"It’s the bag that Manman dropped, when I was crossing the street a car almost hit me, but luckily Manman pulled me back, and we both fainted from the fright. When I woke up, I was already in the hospital, and a nurse brought me the items I had dropped, thinking that the cloth bag was mine."

"Oh, I see," Lu Xuemei looked at Jiang Man, full of admiration in her eyes.

Such a young age, altruistic, nearly risking her own life, truly remarkable!

Jiang Man pursed her lips, thinking back to that day.

Actually, when she woke up in the hospital that day, surrounded by bodyguards saying she had saved Old Lady Lu, she was completely bewildered.

She couldn’t remember whom she had saved.

That day, she was just crossing the street, and it seemed like there was indeed an old lady coming her way.

She saw a car approaching from the side and thought it would yield to them.

But the car braked too slowly and still hit her, knocking her out right there.

Luckily, the impact wasn’t severe and didn’t affect her ability to dance afterward.

Yet, even so, she ended up staying in the hospital for a month.

"Old lady, here are the things,"

As the three of them were talking, the butler carefully approached carrying a cloth bag.

The cloth bag was gray, solid-colored, with no embellishments.

It was about the size of a book, quite bulging.

"I haven’t opened the bag, can you check if anything is missing?" Old Lady Lu kindly said, her voice much softer.

Jiang Man stared at the ugly bag, instantly frowning: "Grandma, this cloth bag..."

"Hmm?" The old lady looked at her, puzzled.

"Was this cloth bag found at the scene of the accident?" Jiang Man hesitated.

"Yes, the medical staff found it, the driver who caused the accident fled the scene right after hitting someone but was captured and sent to jail later."

"I see." Jiang Man tugged at the corner of her mouth.

She took the cloth bag, hesitating repeatedly.

The medical staff and grandma both said she had saved someone, but she simply couldn’t remember any such incident.

She had asked the doctor, who said that memory loss due to sudden, intense shock was not uncommon in the medical field.

That is, at the moment the car approached, she instinctively saved someone, but the shock of the collision made her forget that moment.

That is, she had saved someone, but she didn’t remember it.

Whether she had saved someone or not, she couldn’t be sure.

But this cloth bag wasn’t hers, she was very certain of that.

"Open it and see, are the contents intact?"

Old Lady Lu kept urging.

Jiang Man brought the words to her lips, yet still unzipped the cloth bag.

The moment she opened it, she was utterly dumbfounded.

Inside were some medical first aid supplies, and even emergency drugs like rapid relief heart pills...

There were also two black pouches about the size of a pencil case.

One pouch was filled with acupuncture needles, while the other was stuffed with surgical scalpels for surgery.

"Why are these things here?" Lu Xuemei was at a loss, her gaze shifting between Old Lady Lu and Jiang Man.

Jiang Man stuffed the items back into the cloth bag and zipped it up again: "Grandma, mom, this cloth bag isn’t mine. The accident left me with post-traumatic effects. I don’t remember what happened that day, including what I was carrying or which bag I had."

"What now?" Lu Xuemei blinked: "So whose bag is it? Did the medical staff lose it?"

"The medical staff lost it, and you’re asking me? Do you think it’s my thing?" The old lady couldn’t smile anymore.

She personally took the cloth bag from Jiang Man’s hands and asked with heavy emphasis, "Child, is this cloth bag really not yours?"

"It really isn’t." Jiang Man shook her head vigorously.

"It’s getting late; better rest soon." The old lady took the cloth bag, handed it to the butler, and signaled for him to put the item back in the safe and continue safeguarding it.

Jiang Man distinctly felt the old lady’s attitude towards her.

She somewhat regretted it—had she been too honest just now?

Could she have just made up an excuse, claiming the cloth bag was hers?

But she had no medical skills; possessing such a cloth bag didn’t seem very convincing, did it?

"Grandma, maybe it was accidentally left by some passerby?" Jiang Man felt guilty, afraid she wasn’t the old lady’s lifesaver, considering there was a third person at the scene.

"Perhaps." The old lady didn’t say much more, seeming genuinely tired, and turned to leave.

...

In the car back to Rong Mansion, Jiang Man was playing Candy Crush on her phone.

At that moment, Lu Xingzhou passed her his work-use tablet.

"This screen is bigger, use this to play; it’s less harmful to the eyes."

After speaking, he switched on the car’s overhead light.

Jiang Man paused for a second.

She played games mainly to kill time; otherwise, sitting in the car for nearly an hour was pretty boring.

But she hadn’t expected Lu Xingzhou to actually indulge her gaming.

She remembered when they first started dating, he would lecture her like an elder, saying it was bad to look at phones in the car, not allowed, no watching.

"Lu Xingzhou, aren’t you afraid I’ll take your leniency for granted if you spoil me like this?" Jiang Man smiled, feeling suddenly very happy.

She took the tablet, was surprise to see its desktop full of work files, with the Candy Crush app looking entirely out of place.

"Miss Jiang, ’taking for granted’ means having support and being fearless enough to act and challenge. That’s exactly what I want, to be your support," Lu Xingzhou said.

"You’re hopeless," Jiang Man’s smile broadened.

She knew well that Lu Xingzhou was not lovesick.

Lovesick meant a love-dominant mindset, sacrificing and giving one’s all for a loved one.

She thought he was more of a rational mind, clearly aware of what he wanted, logically approaching each task—not exactly calculating every move, yet still making one willingly fall into his trap.

"I am hopeful, because you are my cure."

Zhao Huai sat in the passenger seat feeling uneasy, as if sitting on pins and needles.

He had eaten his share of public displays of affection from the boss and his wife before, but such cheesy lines were a first for him today.

He was a single guy, but that didn’t make him old-fashioned.

He couldn’t stomach such cheesy pick-up lines at all.

Help—

As Zhao Huai squirmed uncomfortably, Lu Xingzhou’s phone rang through the car.

"Grandma?" He answered immediately.

"Zhou’er, there’s a strange matter I need you to check out, delegate it to Xiao Zhang; I trust his work."

"Grandma, you can just approach Zhang Neng directly; it’s your company too, no need for my approval."

"Ah, alright."

Jiang Man concentrated on her Candy Crush, while Lu Xingzhou frowned slightly.

From his grandmother’s tone, it seemed like a rather tricky issue.

"Zhao Huai, the matter the old lady asked Zhang Neng to investigate, follow up on it and report to me regularly."

"Yes, boss."

"What is Grandma investigating?" Jiang Man passed several levels, paused the game, and turned to ask.