Zhan Bei Jue's possessiveness had always been this strong. Even though they were divorced now, and he was the one at fault, he still had the audacity to be jealous.
In the past, Jiang Nan Fang might not have understood and would have gotten angry.
But now, this was exactly the effect she wanted. She was very satisfied with his reaction.
"Where are you now?"
Checking the time, it was just after the reception had ended.
Perhaps she was still with Ke Jing Yu.
Unexpectedly, she asked this the moment she opened her mouth. Zhan Bei Jue wanted to get angry but held back. Helplessly, he retorted.
"Where are you now?"
Jiang Nan Fang didn't answer. Unusually assertive, she said, "Tell me your address. I'm coming to find you."
Hearing her say "I'm coming to find you," Zhan Bei Jue's heart churned.
He admitted he was pathetic.
Even though Jiang Nan Fang had appeared next to another man just now, causing him a lot of displeasure.
As long as she showed the slightest hint of wanting to turn back, he couldn't help but give her a chance.
"What do you want to see me for?"
Jiang Nan Fang didn't answer directly. Her words were unusually ambiguous.
"It's this late, and instead of going home to take care of the child, I'm coming to find you. What do you think it's for?"
"..."
He wasn't sure if he was misinterpreting her, but he felt like Jiang Nan Fang was teasing him.
If they continued talking, things might get out of hand. Zhan Bei Jue spoke against his own will.
"I don't know what you want to do. You seem to have drunk quite a bit. If you're not thinking clearly right now, I suggest you go home and don't do anything you'll regret."
"The biggest regret of my life was meeting you and being toyed with by you again and again!"
"You're not going to tell me where you are, are you? Fine. I'll wait for you at Lu Qing Xu's club. The usual private room. One hour. If you dare not come, Zhan Bei Jue, I'll make you regret it for life!"
After saying that, Jiang Nan Fang hung up the phone.
Waiting in the private room for less than 20 minutes, Zhan Bei Jue still arrived.
The curtains were pulled open, letting in the dim light of early evening.
No alcohol, no cigarettes, no music. Jiang Nan Fang, in her evening gown, waited for him by the window.
She was as beautiful as Maggie Cheung turning her head and smiling in her youthful prime.
The divorced couple meeting in such a setting, both dressed in formal wear, in such an environment.
Even though they were very familiar with each other, their eyes met, and an ambiguous feeling quickly surfaced.
Zhan Bei Jue suppressed his racing heart, took off his coat and suit jacket, threw them onto the sofa, and took two steps forward.
"What exactly do you want me to come here for?"
Jiang Nan Fang looked at him, at his exquisite features, his tall figure, and his handsome hairline.
At this moment, in her heart, the misunderstandings vanished.
The Zhan Bei Jue who once belonged to her, every bit of him belonging to her, had returned.
She walked towards him step by step until there was less than a fist's distance between them.
Her eyes were alluring, her breath like orchid fragrance. With a smile, she looked at him. "Did you miss me?"
There was a faint hint of alcohol in her breath.
Zhan Bei Jue wasn't sure if she was drunk or not. Although he was captivated by her appearance, he still tried to control himself.
"What do you really want?"
"I asked if you missed me."
Jiang Nan Fang took half a step forward, and they were pressed against each other. She looked up, gazing at him without blinking.
"I bet you missed me. You used to like hugging me so much, why aren't you hugging me now? Zhan Bei Jue, hug me."
From the moment she pressed against him, Zhan Bei Jue had a spark-like reaction, but he dared not act rashly.
Jiang Nan Fang didn't have good taste in alcohol, and her character wasn't much better when sober.
She would come to settle accounts with him.
"How much did Ke Jing Yu let you drink?"
"Stop changing the subject. Hug me."
Seeing that he was still hesitant, Jiang Nan Fang grabbed his hands and placed them on her waist, her own hands climbing onto his back like vines.
Her cheek pressed against his firm chest, Jiang Nan Fang held him as tightly as she could.
"You liar. You good-for-nothing bad man who can only bully me and lie to me, how can I like you so much?"
What?
Zhan Bei Jue thought he had misheard. He wanted to push her away and look at her expression to confirm if she was joking.
But Jiang Nan Fang held him tightly.
"I'm not joking. I'm not drunk, and I'm not talking nonsense."
"I'm confessing to you, Zhan Bei Jue. I like you, and I don't want to divorce you."
"Every day without you is meaningless, agonizing, and painful."
"Even though you lied to me saying you didn't love me anymore and had someone else, I still miss you pathetically. I'm beyond saving. Tell me, how do you have such great charm, Zhan Bei Jue?"
Her words were too fervent, scorching Zhan Bei Jue's blood.
He finally couldn't help but push her back forcefully, separating from her and looking into her eyes.
"Are you sure you're not drunk? Do you know what you're saying, Jiang Nan Fang?"
Jiang Nan Fang didn't answer him. After a few seconds of eye contact, she suddenly lunged forward, cupped his chin, stood on tiptoe, and offered her lips...
They had always been proper. This was their first bold move.
Just before entering the room, he suddenly remembered the door was unlocked. It would be troublesome if someone came in later. Zhan Bei Jue wanted to get up.
"I'll go lock the door."
At this moment, he was like water, and Jiang Nan Fang was a thirsty fish, clinging to him tightly.
"No. I don't want to be separated from you, not for a second."
"Then together."
He held her with one arm to lock the door, then returned, confirming again.
"Are you sure about this? No regrets?"
Nonsense.
Jiang Nan Fang again covered his mouth.
The intense passion left them both sweating in the cold winter.
At the same time, as they sweated, the alcohol was completely dissipated, and they were both sober afterwards.
Jiang Nan Fang leaned in his arms, and he idly stroked her damp hair.
"What's gotten into you today? What stimulus made you so proactive?"
"Nothing stimulated me. I just wanted to have some fun with you. Don't you like it?"
Zhan Bei Jue didn't believe her.
She had never deigned to play with him before.
"Didn't you say you had something to discuss with me? Was this all it was about?"
Jiang Nan Fang laughed. "It was a side thing."
"Mainly, I want to talk about your sister and why we divorced. Tell me the truth, how many more secrets are you hiding from me?"
From the moment she learned of Melody's existence, Zhan Bei Jue had expected this question.
He planned to tell the truth and let her gradually accept it.
He would tell her little by little, making her slightly annoyed each time she accepted.
By the time he finished, her annoyance would likely have passed.
Perhaps there wouldn't be any major problems between them.
"How did you find out about Melody? Did Lu Qing Xu tell you?"
Seeing that he admitted it, Jiang Nan Fang said.
"You still have the nerve to mention Lu Qing Xu. You've completely ruined him."
"He doesn't know anything. He only knows he's heartbroken and spends his days moping over Melody. He also deeply regrets losing you, his good friend."