He recounted everything that happened today to Jing Yan, who was completely bewildered upon hearing it.
"What… what's going on? Someone's interfering. What are you thinking now? Are you very bothered by it?"
Zhan Mohan glared at him. "Aren't you bothered?"
Jing Yan couldn't help but scoff. "I probably wouldn't let myself get into such a situation. The only difference between you and me is that once I can foresee the outcome, I can quickly extricate myself. But you, you're heading into a dead end even though you know it's one."
"I always thought you were detached and ascetic, but I didn't expect you to be so reckless, and all for love."
This shocked even him, his close friend.
"Can you stop talking so much nonsense?"
"Alright, alright, no more nonsense. Let's talk about practical matters. What are your plans? I remember that in a couple of days, that woman of yours can undergo a paternity test. That's when the truth will be revealed."
Zhan Mohan finished the remaining wine in his glass and rubbed his temples irritably.
"Do I need you to tell me that?"
It was precisely because of this, coupled with today's events, that he was feeling so agitated.
Jing Yan looked at the man's furrowed brow and sighed.
"You're actually feeling very upset, aren't you? Very conflicted. If you had been a little more ruthless and divorced Wei Yumeng as soon as this happened, you wouldn't be suffering like this now."
Moreover, a woman could release her stress, but a man couldn't; he could only bottle it up. Zhan Mohan, with his personality, rarely revealed his true inner thoughts.
Everyone understood the logic, but few could actually put it into practice.
"I'm just an ordinary person, not a saint. I can't achieve detachment and manage my emotions with perfect moderation."
Matters of the heart were inherently uncontrollable. How could one control liking someone?
Otherwise, why would there be people who, despite being deeply wounded by the other party, still cling on and refuse to let go?
Jing Yan tutted a couple of times. "You're done for. You're truly done for. You'll spend your life ruined by this woman named Wei Yumeng."
As soon as he said this, he caught sight of a familiar figure entering through the main entrance from the corner of his eye and was slightly startled.
Zhan Mohan also noticed that Jing Yan's gaze was a little off. Following his line of sight, he saw Jiang Siyu. The man frowned, his handsome face already showing displeasure.
"Did you call her?"
This time, it was Jing Yan's turn to roll his eyes. "Do you think I have that much free time?"
It was clearly a coincidence.
"Then you'd better keep your mouth shut later and say nothing."
Jing Yan quickly made a gesture of zipping his lips.
Jiang Siyu had clearly noticed Zhan Mohan and Jing Yan sitting at the bar. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She had only come for a drink. After the last incident, her emotions had been unstable lately.
She had been making frequent mistakes at work, and sometimes when she messaged or called Zhan Mohan, he completely ignored her. Even though she knew his heart belonged only to Wei Yumeng, she couldn't help but think of him and want to find him, even if it was just to chat for a bit, anything was better than being strangers.
Seeing him again after a few days, that flutter in her heart and palpitations seemed to have returned. Jiang Siyu, with a face full of smiles, walked over.
"What a coincidence, Jing Yan, A'Han."
Upon seeing Jiang Siyu, Jing Yan's face broke into a smile. "Came alone?"
"Yes, no one to accompany me, so I came by myself."
As Jiang Siyu said this, her eyes unconsciously flickered towards Zhan Mohan. The man was just looking down, drinking his wine, not showing any sign of acknowledging her.
The atmosphere became incredibly awkward for a moment.
Jing Yan quickly broke the silence. "Why don't we have a drink together… Ouch…"
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhan Mohan elbowed him in the ribs, causing him to wince in pain and then glare back at Zhan Mohan.
"You hit me so hard. If it were Wei Yumeng, you probably wouldn't bear to touch her with even a finger."
The man glanced at him dismissively. "Can you be compared to her?"
Jing Yan was utterly speechless and covered his face.
"Boss, you're really poisoned by Wei Yumeng."
Jiang Siyu heard this. A woman's intuition is always the most acute, which meant Zhan Mohan was out because of Wei Yumeng. Although she didn't know exactly what had happened between them, she could feel that A'Han was grieving for that woman.
This was completely different from the carefree and distinguished A'Han she knew. Could a man really be changed by such an ordinary woman?
And he was willing to choose a woman whose child's paternity he didn't even know, rather than herself, who loved him deeply. She truly didn't know if it was her own tragedy or his loss.
Now, she didn't want to hear any more news about Wei Yumeng. Hearing her name made her uncomfortable, like a stone pressing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe.
She subtly changed the topic. "When are you planning to stop drinking?"
Jing Yan pointed at Zhan Mohan. "Ask him…"
"A'Han…"
"Let's talk about it later." He didn't really want to go back right now. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to control his emotions if he did.
Hearing this, Jiang Siyu's heart was filled with ecstasy. It meant she could spend more time with Zhan Mohan, and perhaps there was a chance for something more.
She ordered a drink from the waiter, and the group seemed to be having a good time, filled with laughter and joy.
When they had drunk enough, Zhan Mohan stood up, swaying slightly, clearly a bit tipsy.
Jiang Siyu quickly reached out to steady him, leaning her body against him.
"A'Han, are you alright?"
Zhan Mohan instinctively stepped back, trying to put distance between himself and Jiang Siyu. But Jiang Siyu was unwilling to let go. When you like someone, you want to have physical contact with them.
Moreover, she had loved Zhan Mohan for so many years. Why, even now, with so many suitors, had she rejected them all? It was because this man was unforgettable to her.
Jing Yan witnessed Jiang Siyu's persistence and all her actions, especially how she was throwing herself headfirst into a fire for Zhan Mohan. His heart ached.
His gaze was melancholic, but Jiang Siyu didn't spare him a glance.
Seeing that Zhan Mohan was intentionally evading her, Jiang Siyu knew she couldn't handle it alone and turned to seek help from Jing Yan.
"Jing Yan, can you do me a favor?"
Even though Jing Yan didn't know exactly what she intended to do, he could grasp the general idea.
He couldn't help but frown. "Siyu, give up. He won't give up on Wei Yumeng."