"The Ke Corporation recently installed a new security system, equipped with infrared sensors."
"After blacklisting you, anyone within a two-kilometer radius will be subjected to electric shock for trespassing."
"If you're not afraid of death, then keep coming."
Ke Jingyu hated her to death, resorting to such tactics against her.
It seemed impossible to visit him for a face-to-face talk from now on.
But Jiang Nan Fang refused to give up.
She knew roughly what the "Chasing Game" program entailed.
Zhan Bei Jue had just recovered from a serious illness, only to participate in the program with all his might, and now he was going to compete with 100 people for life and death.
She couldn't let him take that risk.
Since she couldn't get into his home, she would find another way.
No matter what, she was determined to persuade Ke Jingyu.
The delay had taken its toll, and the sun had already set, signaling the arrival of rush hour.
All the vehicles on the street told Jiang Nan Fang it was time for dinner.
Having not eaten a bite all day, she was starving by this hour, and even without low blood sugar, she began to feel chest tightness and palpitations.
She asked the driver to take her to Zhan Bei Jue's hotel and go up to have dinner with him.
Zhan Bei Jue was somewhat surprised to see her through the peephole.
"Is the hotel's security so poor that you were allowed up?"
"I'm your wife, why wouldn't I be allowed up?"
Jiang Nan Fang took out the red booklet in her hand and waved it in front of him.
"Although we're divorced, we haven't lost the red booklet from back then. It's still quite useful in critical moments."
Zhan Bei Jue took the marriage certificate to look at it.
In the photos, both of them looked very young, almost childlike compared to their current faces.
Their eyes were so clear, their features so defined, their skin so smooth, and they looked so well-matched.
But now...
"What are you looking for me for? Have you finalized it?"
He handed the marriage certificate back to Jiang Nan Fang.
Speaking of which, Jiang Nan Fang got a headache, but she couldn't let Zhan Bei Jue know the truth.
"It's almost settled. When we were together, you always blamed me for not eating or sleeping properly. Now, look at you, I haven't eaten anything all day, and you don't even care about me."
"I'm starving to death. Let's go out for a meal."
He himself had eaten two steamed buns and had a bowl of congee that morning. Although he hadn't eaten since noon, he wasn't very hungry.
Thinking about her, so frail, not having eaten anything all day, it was indeed difficult for her.
"Alright. What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever you eat, I'll eat."
"But I don't know what to eat."
Jiang Nan Fang took out her phone and browsed dish names on the food delivery app.
After looking for a while, "Why don't we just order takeout and eat here... Come over, why are you staying so far away? I won't eat you."
She patted the seat next to her.
She was truly too beautiful, slender and elegant, possessing a fairy-like aura.
To be honest, Zhan Bei Jue felt a bit inferior in front of her now.
If she didn't make a move towards him, he really felt too embarrassed to approach her.
Zhan Bei Jue paused for a moment, then walked over and sat beside her.
Jiang Nan Fang immediately and naturally leaned her shoulder against his chest, nestled her head in his neck, and they both looked at the phone screen together.
The moment she touched him, Zhan Bei Jue's whole body went numb.
Her fair, tender fingers were before his eyes, her faint scent filled his nostrils, and a surge of heat rushed from his feet to his forehead.
Except for holding her tightly with his arms, he felt he couldn't think of anything else.
"How about rice? Let's choose a few dishes."
"Okay." He tried hard to control his hands.
"Mmm~ Sweet and sour pork ribs? Our daughter loves this."
"Okay." He tried hard to suppress the urge to lower his head and smell her hair.
"And a fish, do you eat Stir-fried Di San Xian? This dish is quite interesting, I haven't tried it before."
"Sure." He felt like he was about to lose control.
"Okay, then let's have some stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a cucumber salad."
Jiang Nan Fang suddenly turned her head and reached out to feel his chest.
Zhan Bei Jue almost gave himself away and quickly held her hand, "What are you doing?"
"To see if you have any injuries, and if you can drink. No problem, let's get a bottle of wine. What's your room number?"
Zhan Bei Jue quickly stood up, "I'll go take a look."
Phew...
The first thing he did upon standing up was to turn his back to her and straighten his clothes.
He had slept in the same room as Min'er for so long without feeling uncomfortable, but this Jiang Nan Fang...
While waiting for the takeout, Jiang Nan Fang, bored, said she was going to take a shower.
"I was scorched by the sun on the highway today, I need to shower and do my skincare quickly, or my face will be red tomorrow. You don't mind if I use the bathroom, do you?"
Zhan Bei Jue certainly didn't mind.
Jiang Nan Fang looked far more luxurious than this three-star hotel.
He felt he was inconveniencing her by letting her use such a bathroom.
After a while, she came out wrapped in a towel with her hair covered.
Jiang Nan Fang looked regretful.
"This hotel doesn't have basic skincare products. Could you trouble yourself to buy me a set? I've washed my clothes."
Zhan Bei Jue felt it was not a big deal and nodded, intending to go out.
Jiang Nan Fang stopped him, took out a card from her bag, and handed it over.
"Don't you have any money on you? Use this card."
He felt like he had met a wealthy patron who was keeping him.
Zhan Bei Jue couldn't help but chuckle.
"No need. I can afford a set of skincare products."
"Then hurry up. Don't speak English, most people won't understand. Try speaking Mandarin, you can do it."
As soon as he reached the ground floor, before he could figure out where to go, a taxi driver pulled up beside him.
"Buddy, where to?"
Zhan Bei Jue got in and asked the driver where to buy skincare products.
"Skincare products? That depends on who it's for."
The driver was a very talkative person. He glanced at Zhan Bei Jue in the rearview mirror and gave a knowing smile.
"For elders, for your wife, for your sister, or for a lover? People are different, and the places to buy are different."
This was the first time Zhan Bei Jue had heard such peculiar remarks.
Although he knew what the driver meant, he feigned ignorance.
"What do you mean?"
"Heh heh. If it's for elders, judging by your age, they're probably over 50."
"People of that generation are thrifty. If you buy something too expensive, not only will you not be praised, but you'll be scolded. A regular department store will do."
"A wife is similar to an elder. Unless she's particularly extravagant, seeing you spend so much, she'll definitely feel the pinch. So, an ordinary department store is fine too."
"But for a sister or a lover, heh heh, I'd recommend Guomao."
Zhan Bei Jue pretended to be impressed and nodded in agreement.
"So, where are you going? To a regular department store? Just past this intersection, there's one. If it's Guomao, it's 20 minutes."
"Guomao."
"Got it."
The driver glanced at him again in the rearview mirror.
"Seems like you're quite lucky, buddy."
Zhan Bei Jue bought Jiang Nan Fang a high-end brand set for over 7,000 yuan.
Seeing this brand, Jiang Nan Fang couldn't help but recall their trip to the northwest for reclamation.
It was the same brand that Zhan Bei Jue had given everyone a set of.