Instead of before, Tiantian would have looked for it herself, but after experiencing recent events, knowing he urgently needed money, she was too lazy to be stingy.
“You look. I’m quite busy lately.”
Talking about serious matters, time passed quickly, and the fork in the road arrived in the blink of an eye.
Tiantian dropped him off at the roadside, and after bidding farewell, she drove to the company.
While Tiantian’s days were peaceful and uneventful, even stagnant, Ge’er’s life was much more exciting.
Zhan Beijue and Jiang Nan Fang had done one thing quite right; knowing that these two daughters were not easy to handle, they kept them tied down until they were 26 before letting them go.
As soon as they were released, Ge’er let loose.
That evening, she invited some childhood friends over for a party, and in a daze, she ended up marrying herself off.
That’s right, she got married.
Zhan Jing Ge had registered her marriage without her parents’ knowledge.
As for who she registered her marriage with, he wasn’t someone to be ashamed of.
He was an old classmate of hers from elementary school all the way through high school.
His family was in the automobile business, a proper second-generation rich heir named Shang Jincheng.
There weren’t many family businesses in Nancheng that could rival the Zhan Corporation, and the Shang family was one of them.
Shang Jincheng and Ge’er knew each other inside and out. He was also tall and handsome, so by all accounts, they were a perfect match.
However, it was precisely because Ge’er was too familiar with him and knew his character and behavior very well that she regretted it deeply after registering their marriage, and she had been clamoring for a divorce from him recently.
Before they were 18, Shang Jincheng and Jiang Jingyu had been good buddies.
Their looks, height, and flamboyant personalities were similar, so they were very popular with girls at school.
But due to the strict upbringing in the Zhan family and the influence of their parents, although Jiang Jingyu was unrestrained and liked to flirt with girls, he never committed to a relationship.
He always believed that a first love should happen with someone truly worthy.
Shang Jincheng was different.
From Shang Jincheng’s grandfather onwards, the men in his family were generally philanderous.
It was said that his grandfather had three wives and five sons, and Shang Jincheng’s father had to fight his way through the five sons to seize the family business.
In his father’s generation, the old style continued. Although he didn’t change his original wife, he was constantly surrounded by gossip and scandals.
When the root above is crooked, the branches below will also grow askew. By Shang Jincheng’s generation, he never lacked female companions.
He would be seen with one girl today and another tomorrow, either skipping class, street racing, or getting caught smoking by teachers.
In short, apart from being handsome and rich, in Ge’er’s impression, he was a good-for-nothing spoiled brat.
Who knew that on that day, just because he gentlemanly escorted all the guests home, then returned to help her clean up the mess in her house, and carried the tipsy Ge’er to bed, she had been so out of it.
Everyone who attended her party that night was paired up, and Shang Jincheng even had a female companion.
As someone who had been single since birth for 26 years, it was impossible not to be envious.
After everyone had left, she lay on the pillow, watching Shang Jincheng squatting beside her, wiping her hands and face. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, and she asked.
“You pretend to be affectionate in front of women all day. Do you find it interesting?”
Shang Jincheng, accustomed to her taunts since childhood, didn’t care about her tone at all.
“Yes, I do. If I didn’t, why would I pretend every day?”
Ge’er scoffed at him, “You, you look good, your body is decent, you could completely go the route of a gentleman. Why do you have to be a sycophant?”
“I don’t like seeing you so shallow in front of other women. It disgraces Zhan Jing Ge.”
Shang Jincheng paused his action of wiping her hands, “You don’t like seeing me like that in front of others?”
Ge’er said, “Yes, like Jiang Jingyu, find someone to marry and have children with, and live a serious life. Isn’t that good? Constantly changing partners, like you have a screw loose. I don’t even want to admit you’re my friend. You lower the class of my social circle.”
Shang Jincheng stared at her dazed face for a few seconds, “How do you know I don’t want to find someone to live a good life with?”
Ge’er: “I just know, people who want to live a good life aren’t like you.”
“Then what are they like?”
“Didn’t I tell you? Like Jiang Jingyu.”
Shang Jincheng chuckled, “Could it be that you have an older brother complex, Zhan Jing Ge? No one is good except your brother.”
Ge’er was so angry she hit him, “I can’t be bothered with you. You people just don’t understand. Get lost, don’t touch me, go home. Changing women every day, who knows if you have any diseases. Stay away from me.”
Shang Jincheng was amused by her anger, “Are you kicking me to the curb now? You want to complain about being sick now, you should have thought of that before calling me over tonight.”
“I never asked you to come in the first place. It was that other person who meddled.”
As she spoke, Ge’er turned over vigorously, intending to change her sleeping position.
However, with too much force, her head spun, and her stomach churned.
She quickly turned back and leaned her head over the edge of the bed, unable to stop herself from vomiting.
The trash can was not within reach. Seeing this, Shang Jincheng instinctively extended his hands to her.
Fortunately, Ge’er hadn’t eaten much, and her stomach was filled with alcohol.
The pungent liquid splashed into his palm.
Shang Jincheng frowned as he looked at his hand, “Zhan Jing Ge, Fairy Zhan, Goddess Zhan, I thought that something vomited by a beautiful girl like you would be fragrant, but it smells just as bad as mine!”
Ge’er vomited a few times and felt a little better. She grabbed the tissue by the head of the bed to wipe her mouth and threw the crumpled tissue at his face.
“If you think I stink, don’t catch it. Who wants you…”
Before she could finish speaking, the nauseating feeling returned.
Shang Jincheng poured the liquid in his hand into the trash can behind him and then grabbed the trash can, handing it to her.
“If you’re not feeling well, don’t talk. Can’t I just not argue with you? Saying a few less words won’t kill you.”
Ge’er vomited a few more times, confirmed her stomach was empty, and lay back down, exhausted.
“This is the price of freedom. Dad and Mom didn’t let me drink before, so today I drank all the previous days’ worth in one go. Now I understand their good intentions. Alcohol is really not a good thing. I’ll never drink again.”
“It’s good that you know. I’ll get you some water to rinse your mouth.”
Shang Jincheng ran to get a cup of warm water, helped her rinse her mouth, wiped her face, and tucked her into bed.
“Is there anything else you need me to do? If not, I’ll leave.”
Although Ge’er was dazed, her mind was filled with a jumble of messy thoughts, and she had no intention of sleeping.
She tugged at Shang Jincheng’s pant leg, “You’re not allowed to leave. You spend your time with those unsavory women every day. If your brother is lonely and bored, what’s wrong with spending a little time with me? Don’t leave until I’ve finished speaking.”
Shang Jincheng was amused again by her rogue behavior and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Alright, alright, I won’t leave. My brother is lonely and bored. So tell me, how can I relieve your loneliness?”
Ge’er, dazed, sank into the pillow, “I don’t know. I suddenly thought of something I saw online.”
“What did you see?”
“Marry a man who doesn’t dislike you when you’re dirty.”