As soon as Jiang Yan arrived at the box, he saw Zhou Cishen sitting there drinking alone. The whole box was surprisingly quiet.
He walked over and sat across from Zhou Cishen, and poured himself a glass of wine: "What happened?"
Zhou Ci was silent.
Jiang Yan keenly noticed the wound on the corner of his lip and couldn't help but click his tongue. He knew what happened without asking.
After the two drank in silence for a while, Jiang Yan said, "Is it that difficult for you to just admit that you like her?"
Zhou Cishen's hand holding the wine glass paused, and he raised his eyes coldly: "What did you say?"
"It's not what I said, it's what you are thinking in your heart.
You say you hate your wife, but nothing you do shows that you like her."
"Nothing."
"Then why are you making people stare at Ji Huaijian?"
After a while, Zhou Cishen said calmly: "She tried every means to divorce me just to marry into the Ji family. Do you think I will give her this opportunity?"
Jiang Yan: "..."
You can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.
…
After Zhou Anan returned to the Zhou family's old house, she started smashing things in the room, breaking everything she could.
The servant stood at the door and did not dare to go in to persuade him, so he quickly went to find Zhong Xian.
Zhong Xian couldn't help but frown when she heard this: "Who provoked her again?"
"I don't know, Miss An An is like this when she comes back."
Zhong Xian said: "Master, are you back?"
"not yet."
Zhong Xian hummed, stood up and said, "I'm going to take a look and find two people to clean up her room."
In the past few years, Zhou An'an's temper has become worse and worse. After all, her surname is not really Zhou, and Mr. Zhou has become more and more impatient. If he hadn't planned to marry the Ji family this time, he would have kicked her out long ago.
Zhong Xian walked to the door of Zhou Anan's room and had a headache when she saw the mess in the room: "What's going on?"
Zhou Anan started crying when he saw her, feeling extremely aggrieved: "Aunt..."
"Stop crying and just tell me what happened."
"I went to see Brother Huai Jian today, but that woman was pestering him again."
Zhong Xian's face turned cold: "Which woman?"
Zhou Anan hesitated: "Just...my cousin didn't let me say it."
"If he doesn't let you say it, why don't you say it?
Then don't cry in front of me."
"Aunt, I said, I said."
Zhou Anan bit her lip, "It's Ruan Xingwan."
Zhong Xian frowned: "Why is it her?"
"I don't know either... She has been pestering Brother Huai Jian since she divorced her cousin, and she doesn't know what my cousin means. I just scolded that woman, and he still talked about me."
Zhong Xian sneered: "They are all the same thing."
"aunt……"
"alright."
Zhong Xian interrupted her, "An'an, you are not young anymore. It's time to control your temper. If you marry into the Ji family and you are still like this, how can Ji Huai like you?"
Hearing this, Zhou Anan's eyes lit up: "Aunt, will you help me with this matter?"
"It's not your place to worry about. Don't worry about it blindly. Just get ready to be a bride."
"Thank you, aunt!"
After leaving Zhou Anan's room, Zhong Xian said to the servant waiting outside the door: "Take care of it as soon as possible."
As soon as she took a step, Zhou Junnian's figure appeared at the corner. He asked warmly: "Mother, do you really want An An to marry to the Ji family?"
Zhong Xian said: "In this situation, even if I don't let her get married, do you think he will agree?"
Zhou Junnian said: "It is the best choice to let Cishen take charge of the Zhou family. I will talk to Dad when I have a chance."
"Don't you understand? He doesn't want to find an heir for the Zhou family at all, but he wants to find a puppet who will listen to him in everything.
You don’t need to care so much, Zhou Cishen is just a puppet out of his control at best, and he can’t compare to you anywhere.”
Zhou Junnian looked a little helpless: "Mom, Cishen is still my biological brother no matter what."
Zhong Xian laughed sarcastically: "What kind of thing does he deserve?"
Zhou Junqing sighed softly.
Zhong Xian said again: "Don't worry about those things, go back to your room and rest."
…
Ruan Xingwan sat on the sofa without saying a word. Pei Shanshan sat opposite her, holding a water glass in both hands, peeking at her from time to time and not daring to speak.
I don't know how long it took before Ruan Xingwan gradually recovered his thoughts and said slowly: "Are you feeling better?"
Pei Shanshan immediately answered: "Okay, okay, after drinking the hangover soup you made for me, it doesn't hurt at all."
After hearing this, Ruan Xingwan didn't know what he thought of and stopped talking.
Pei Shanshan scratched her head. Now she doesn't understand it herself, and she can't find the words to persuade her.
A few minutes later, Ruan Xingwan said: "If you have nothing to do, I will go back first. If you need anything, call me."
"How about I come with you."
Pei Shanshan was a little worried about her, "During this period, Li Ang will definitely come back every now and then. I can stay at your place for a few days to be clean."
Ruan Xingwan thought about it and thought it was the same: "Okay."
After returning home, Ruan Xingwan sat at his desk and drew design drafts for most of the day.
Pei Shanshan, on the other hand, lay down on the sofa and ate, then went to sleep, and woke up and ate again, living in a state of confusion.
In the middle of the night, Pei Shanshan was awakened by the ringing of her cell phone in the study. After seeing Ruan Xingwan answer a call, her expression changed, she grabbed her coat and walked outside.
Pei Shanshan asked: "What happened?"
"Xiaochen is in the detention center."
"Fuck, what's going on?
I'll go with you."
"No, I can just go by myself. It shouldn't be a big deal if I said Xiaochen is the victim on the phone."
Pei Shanshan said: "Okay, if you have any questions, call me."
Ruan Xingwan responded and left in a hurry.
When she arrived at the detention center, she saw several men who looked like gangsters sitting on stools. When they heard someone coming in, they all looked up, and everyone's eyes were malicious.
Ruan Chen was sitting not far away, his handsome face covered with wounds.
Ruan Xingwan took a deep breath, walked over and asked, "What's going on?"
Ruan Chen looked up at her and frowned: "Why did they call you here?"
"I'm your sister, don't call me anyone else."
At this time, a policeman came over with a record book: "Are you Ruan Chen's guardian?"
Ruan Xingwan turned around and nodded: "I am his sister, what is going on?"
"It's like this. That group of people suddenly rushed into your brother's place of work, and then a conflict broke out. Your brother started fighting with them."