The children were very perceptive.
No, to be precise, they were deliberately creating opportunities for their father and mother.
So after dinner, the four siblings played for a while before going to their rooms to sleep together.
They left plenty of space and time for the two of them to be alone.
In the past, when the children indirectly created opportunities for them to be together out of necessity, they didn't feel awkward.
But now, being openly pushed together by their children, they felt strangely embarrassed.
Even though they were an old married couple, with no one around and complete silence, they could still look at each other and get goosebumps.
Jiang Nanfang was a woman, after all, and more shy.
After sitting for a while, seeing that Zhan Beijue wasn't initiating conversation, she pretended to be busy.
"If there's nothing else, why don't you go back? I'm not sleepy yet, I'll go write some script."
After all the trouble to clear up misunderstandings and finally be able to look at her openly, she was asking him to leave to write a script?
This woman was too unromantic.
Or did it mean that Zhan Beijue was that unappealing?
Zhan Beijue raised an eyebrow and stood up decisively.
"It's so late, and you're still asking me to go back?"
"I have to pick them up again early tomorrow. Running back and forth all day, don't I get tired?"
Of course he would get tired, anyone would get tired.
Jiang Nanfang looked at him.
"Then you don't have to pick them up tomorrow. I'll take them to school directly."
"Anyway, I don't have to clock in, and Xu Yanchuan won't say anything if I'm a little late."
Why pretend to be oblivious?
She was such a smart person, couldn't she understand what he meant?
Zhan Beijue was so angry he stepped over the coffee table and sat opposite her.
"What? Are you still mad at me? Is that why you don't want to see me?"
Jiang Nanfang looked at his heroic features and listened to his sexy, slightly teasing tone.
A layer of goosebumps inexplicably appeared again.
"Zhan Beijue, can you speak properly? Don't try to flirt like Zhou Jinxui."
"You can't flirt at all, and it doesn't suit you. It makes me feel uncomfortable."
Zhan Beijue was furious with her.
He sat down politely to have a chat, and all she did was mention Xu Yanchuan or Zhou Jinxui. What did that mean?
"Can't you change your old habit? Can't you speak without mentioning other men?"
"Do you like it so much when I scold you that you feel uncomfortable if you don't get scolded every day?"
"If you mention them in front of me again, I'll kick them all out of Nancheng!"
That's more like it.
This tone of voice was more like Zhan Beijue.
Jiang Nanfang felt much more comfortable.
"Yes, yes, just talk like this."
"..."
Is this woman sick?
She couldn't stand it when he spoke nicely, and she wanted him to scold her every day?
Zhan Beijue reached out and flicked her forehead.
"No writing scripts. I'm not leaving tonight, go take a bath quickly... Where are we staying later?"
What did he mean by not leaving, go take a bath, and where were they staying later?
It sounded as if they were a couple, and he was naturally planning to...
This was the first time he had spoken so openly about something like this, and Jiang Nanfang blushed instantly.
"What? You want to sleep with me tonight?"
"Don't you like sleeping with me the most?"
"Today, no medicine, no alcohol, I'll fulfill you openly. Happy?"
Thinking of all the bold things she had done in the past, Jiang Nanfang's face turned even redder.
Seeing her acting coy, showing a hint of her girlish side, Zhan Beijue couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright. We already have four children, we're an old couple, don't be shy with me."
"Or do you want to go to the bathroom with me?"
Jiang Nanfang was so embarrassed by his words.
She covered her face with her hands, called him thick-skinned, and got up to run away.
Watching her flee in disarray, and thinking of the four lively and lovely children sleeping in the house.
Zhan Beijue was content.
If Tang Xueying hadn't interfered, perhaps he would have experienced this happiness six years ago.
He would definitely not let this audacious woman off the hook.
Just as he was fantasizing about staying the night to "repair" their relationship with Jiang Nanfang.
As soon as Jiang Nanfang left, his phone rang.
He pulled it out to see, it was Ah Zhong calling.
"President Zhan, where are you? There's trouble at the hospital."
By the time Zhan Beijue arrived at the hospital, the area downstairs was already surrounded by a dense crowd.
The media had also arrived.
Everyone was holding their phones, filming the person teetering on the verge of falling from the building.
A psychological counselor was shouting into a microphone in the open space in front of the building.
Some firefighters were setting up an airbag to catch people, while others were climbing to the rooftop.
It was a grand scene, as if they were filming a movie.
He didn't expect Gong Beibei to be so extreme.
He had only been gone for more than two hours, and things had escalated to this point.
It seemed like the decision not to get engaged to her was the right one.
Marrying such an unreasonable woman would bring endless trouble.
Ah Zhong saw his car arrive and hurried to meet him.
They stood by the car, looking up.
Ah Zhong looked worried.
"President Zhan, the matter has become so big. Announcing the cancellation of the engagement tomorrow might seem... What should we do?"
Uncle Gong took the money but didn't do anything.
Gong Beibei, knowing that he didn't like her, insisted on joining the Zhan family.
Zhan Beijue truly hated being threatened.
Especially after he had just learned that Tang Xueying had set him up.
He would not be manipulated by anyone anymore.
"Go and investigate the financial flows of the Gong family in the past two years and Gong Beibei's social status."
"If they choose not to be decent and insist on making a scene like this, then don't blame me for being impolite."
A doctor, especially a renowned one, would surely have private admirers.
He didn't believe he couldn't find any leverage against Uncle Gong.
Ah Zhong took the order and hurried away to handle it.
The staff were urging Gong Beibei not to get agitated, to tell them her demands, and they promised to fulfill them all.
Gong Beibei knew there were cameras on her and shouted to Zhan Beijue from a distance.
"I want to see someone. If you are at the scene now, or if you see me elsewhere, call me immediately. I am waiting for you."
"As long as you tell me to come down, I will come down immediately. I won't listen to anyone but you."
This was a naked threat.
If she wasn't going to marry him, she would threaten suicide. If things didn't go her way in the future, wouldn't she resort to murder and arson?
Zhan Beijue snorted coldly and got back into the car with a poker face.
As Zhan Beijue did not appear and did not call, the situation remained at a standstill.
Soon, an hour passed.
Ah Zhong called to report.
"President Zhan, there's a major discovery. The Gong family seems to be bankrupt. They have sold multiple properties domestically and internationally in the past two years."
"Currently, they own no real estate, and their accounts are empty. Dr. Gong's position at the hospital is also nominal."
Gong Beibei sat precariously on the edge of the rooftop, stubbornly confronting the firefighters.
Finally, under everyone's gaze, her phone rang.
She picked it up with a surprised expression, only to hear a voice from hell.
"Some things, not saying them aloud was my last show of respect for you."
"While I still have a shred of patience, come down yourself."