What did you say?
You came to me to snatch my ex-wife, and then asked me what I was?
Zhan Beijue, furious, lunged out from behind his desk and strode towards him. "Zhou Jinxiu, say that again."
Zhou Jinxiu met his gaze.
"I said, you're nothing to brag about. Do you just have some dirty money in your pocket? I don't eat your food or drink your drinks, so I don't need to put up with your stinking face."
"Insulting me? You're not qualified!"
*Crash!* Zhan Beijue raised his hand and delivered a heavy punch to Zhou Jinxiu's side.
"Not qualified? And I'm not qualified to teach you a lesson when you try to take the person I love?"
"Zhou Jinxiu, you're practically begging to be beaten!"
*Thump.* Zhou Jinxiu fell behind the office door.
With the script finished and nothing else to do at the studio, Xu Yanchuan drove aimlessly, feeling dejected.
After driving for an unknown duration, his phone suddenly rang.
He picked it up and saw a local number from Nancheng without a name.
He answered, and to his surprise, it was Zhong, Zhan Beijue's special assistant.
"Mr. Xu. It's me."
Now Xu Yanchuan finally understood.
So Jiang Nanfang had angered Zhan Beijue again yesterday and was thrown into the detention center. And this time, it was for fifteen days.
Zhong really didn't want to see them harassing Zhan Beijue for Jiang Nanfang again.
Nor did he want to see anyone else get hurt, so he secretly leaked some information to Xu Yanchuan.
After hanging up, Xu Yanchuan immediately called a friend who had connections, and together they went to the detention center.
After some maneuvering, Jiang Nanfang was released more than an hour later.
She looked haggard and dejected. Xu Yanchuan didn't know how to comfort her, so he first told her.
Zhou Jinxiu had been hospitalized.
"What happened? He was fine yesterday, what suddenly made him sick?"
Xu Yanchuan told her the truth.
"He didn't get sick. He got beaten for trying to find out information about you from Zhan Beijue."
Jiang Nanfang was so angry she almost kicked the car door in.
Zhan Beijue, you are truly going too far, leaving no room for anyone.
Being so aggressive and merciless, from this moment on, I'm done with you!
Without bothering to go home and tidy herself up, Xu Yanchuan drove her to the hospital.
Zhan Beijue's anger had been overwhelming, and he had hit without holding back.
He had knocked out two of Zhou Jinxiu's molars and dislocated his left arm. Zhong had just sent him to the hospital.
Back at the office, Zhong reported to Zhan Beijue.
"Mr. Zhou is out of danger and has prepaid his hospital fees for half a month."
Zhan Beijue looked at his slightly swollen hand and impatiently turned his chair.
"Go get the car, and we're going to the detention center."
"Are we going to see Engineer Jiang?" Zhong whispered, "No need."
"Why?" Zhan Beijue shot a sharp glance at him.
"What do you mean? Jiang Nanfang is already out?"
Zhong nodded. "I saw her entering the hospital with Mr. Xu when I was leaving. Mr. Xu must have found someone to bail her out."
He had thought that since two men were taking turns to speak up for her, he could let it slide and spare her.
But he didn't expect her suitor to be so capable, managing to get her out ahead of him.
Zhan Beijue felt like he was going crazy.
This damned woman, why did she have to come back after leaving six years ago?
And if she was coming back, why was she entangled with so many men, making me unhappy?
I'm going to die of anger. This damned woman, is she happy only if she makes me die of anger?
"I understand. You can go."
Zhong had never seen Zhan Beijue's emotions fluctuate so wildly.
He had been so happy every day recently, but these past two days...
As they say, accompanying a ruler is like accompanying a tiger; following such a boss is truly nerve-wracking.
Zhou Jinxiu's arm had been fixed, but he couldn't move it for now.
He had two new teeth, so he couldn't eat properly yet.
His face was swollen like a pig's head, and he was too embarrassed to go home, so he had to stay in a hotel that night.
Since the injury was sustained for her, she couldn't just watch him starve.
Jiang Nanfang said, "Doesn't Ah Chuan have a kitchen? Why don't you stay at his place? I'll cook porridge for you for the next few days. You can't go without eating every day."
That sounded fine, he hadn't tasted Jiang Nanfang's cooking yet.
It would be boring to stay in a hotel, and it would be nice to pass the time together.
Xu Yanchuan drove, and the three of them went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients before heading to the studio to cook.
Xu Yanchuan sat outside chatting with Zhou Jinxiu, while Jiang Nanfang, wearing an apron they got with the oil, busied herself in the kitchen.
She tied her hair back in a ponytail, letting it hang down her back. She looked slender and neat, her expression serene. Bathed in the light, she appeared gentle, diligent, and capable.
Zhou Jinxiu felt as though he had truly fallen for her.
No matter how he looked at her, she seemed pleasing to his eyes.
He felt distressed when he heard she had been wronged and worried when he couldn't see her.
Unconsciously, he realized he might have truly fallen in love with Jiang Nanfang.
No wonder Zhan Beijue wanted to "guide" her.
A woman who became more beautiful the more you looked at her, any man would be moved.
Mentioning Zhan Beijue and thinking about what he had said today, Zhou Jinxiu's desire for revenge flared.
Damn it. So what if you can earn money and have a high status? The woman you can't have, I got her!
Although we're just friends now, as long as I offer my sincerity, she'll be mine sooner or later.
Zhan Beijue, don't you have times when you're inferior to me?
With this thought, he secretly took a few photos of Jiang Nanfang from different angles and sent them to the family group chat.
That's right. Like all ordinary families, high society also has family group chats.
Since his aunt had been abroad, and his sister Zhou Jinbei was with her, his father created this group for easier communication.
The group only consisted of the four members of the Zhou family, his aunt, and Zhan Beijue, a total of six people.
Zhou Jinxiu provocatively sent the photos into the group and then cheekily asked below, "Looks good, doesn't it?"
Soon, the group chat exploded.
Zhou Jinbei was the first to jump out, typing a string of question marks.
What's going on? Why did her brother send her photo here? Did something really happen between them? Or did he send it to the wrong place?
Zhou Jinxiu didn't reply. Mrs. Zhan immediately jumped in.
"Oh, whose daughter is this? She looks quite pretty and very gentle. Jinxiu, have you found a girlfriend?"
"You're not young anymore. If you see a suitable girl, you can chase her and settle down quickly. Auntie thinks this girl is nice."
Zhou Jinxiu replied, "Is that so? Thank you, Auntie."
Then he tagged his parents, asking them what they thought.
However, his parents were busy with something and hadn't replied yet.
His phone buzzed incessantly. Zhan Beijue subconsciously glanced at the screen.
Then he saw dozens of unread messages popping up in the family group chat.
This group usually had less than half a message per month. Had he complained to the group after beating Zhou Jinxiu today?
Zhan Beijue, with a "watching the show" attitude, swiped his screen.
But when he opened it...
Zhou Jinxiu had directly declared war on him.
He sent Jiang Nanfang's photo to the group and said he was going to pursue her as his girlfriend.
Heh, openly challenging Zhan Beijue?
You're looking for death.