Wei Yumeng never expected to run into Zhan Mohan here, and that he was now holding Jiang Siyu in his arms… This scene was enough to sting her eyes. It seemed he really couldn't let go of Jiang Siyu.
Jiang Siyu also hadn't expected Zhan Mohan to act this way towards her. At that moment, she felt all her grievances were worth it.
Her biggest difference from Wei Yumeng was that she was very good at playing the victim, while Wei Yumeng was outwardly strong but inwardly fragile, stubbornly refusing to show it.
Jiang Siyu glanced at Wei Yumeng, her eyes brimming with tears, and immediately fell into Zhan Mohan's arms.
“A Han, Miss Wei, she, she insisted that I stole you away and slandered me, letting so many people bully me.”
Wei Yumeng watched Jiang Siyu’s every move from the side, especially the smug, provocative look in her eyes when she glanced at her, which ignited a surge of anger in her chest.
This woman was truly a master of pretense.
Zhan Mohan held Jiang Siyu's shoulders, and seeing her disheveled appearance, he turned and instructed Fang Xun.
“Handle this.”
Fang Xun instinctively glanced at Wei Yumeng, who stood alone and helpless not far away, and was momentarily confused about what President Zhan was thinking.
Wouldn't President Zhan's actions make his wife misunderstand even more? The rift between them was already quite significant.
“President Zhan, this…”
Zhan Mohan’s voice boomed with annoyance, “Can’t you hear me?”
Fang Xun immediately lowered his head, “I'll go now.”
Zhan Mohan said to the tearful Jiang Siyu, “I'll take you to get cleaned up.”
Jiang Siyu covered her face, her demeanor truly heart-wrenching, enough to make even a woman feel sympathetic, let alone a man, who would be even less able to resist.
“Yes, thank you for your trouble, A Han.”
As Zhan Mohan left with Jiang Siyu, he didn’t even spare a glance at Wei Yumeng. His indifference was like that of an ice sculpture, chilling Wei Yumeng’s heart even further.
She watched their backs gradually disappear, and the tears in her eyes finally couldn't be held back, spilling onto the ground like exploding water splashes, drop by drop.
Fang Xun couldn’t bear it any longer and walked over, saying,
“Madam, actually, President Zhan he…”
“Fang Xun, you don’t need to explain. I already know his feelings.”
With that, she also turned and left in another direction. But no matter how Fang Xun looked at it, Wei Yumeng's retreating figure seemed so lonely, carrying a child, it was quite pitiful.
Jiang Siyu followed Zhan Mohan to the restroom and said to Jiang Siyu, who was still sobbing.
“Go in quickly, I’ll wait for you here.”
Jiang Siyu raised her hand to wipe her tears and looked at him with a wronged expression.
“Then you must wait for me here, okay?”
“Don’t worry, go in quickly. If you stand here any longer, more people will gather.”
“Okay.”
Hearing Zhan Mohan say this, Jiang Siyu finally felt at ease and went inside.
As soon as she entered the restroom, the wronged expression on her face vanished, replaced by a look of delight and satisfaction.
Hmph, Wei Yumeng wanted to compete with her? She was no match at all. A woman’s best weapon was playing the victim. Men had a protective instinct. Imagine if a woman was so strong that she didn't need a man's protection or care; a man would definitely feel useless.
Wei Yumeng’s mistake was not knowing how to play the victim, always thinking she could handle anything that came her way.
When she finished and came out, she saw Fang Xun standing beside Zhan Mohan, as if they were discussing something. She walked a little closer and could vaguely hear them.
Zhan Mohan asked Fang Xun, “Where did she go?”
“I don’t know,” Fang Xun replied truthfully, as he indeed didn’t know where Wei Yumeng had gone.
Hearing this, Zhan Mohan’s eyes showed a hint of loss, and he unwillingly pressed further.
“Didn’t she ask you anything?”
“No, I wanted to explain to her, but she didn’t listen and left without looking back.”
While speaking to President Zhan, Fang Xun observed his expression. He wasn't as nonchalant as he expected; instead, his emotions carried a trace of seriousness and disappointment.
He sometimes couldn’t understand what they were thinking. They clearly loved each other deeply, so why couldn't they give each other a chance to explain?
Madam was angry that President Zhan didn’t come home for a night, and now President Zhan was angry that the child in Madam’s womb wasn’t his. Both blows had been significant.
Jiang Siyu listened to their conversation from the side, and her earlier good mood was completely ruined. She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes filled with jealousy. Why, even now, did A Han still think of that woman?
She thought that when Wei Yumeng told him the child in her womb wasn't his, A Han would be heartbroken. But despite his outward pretense of indifference and distance, he still cared about that woman in his heart.
Why couldn’t this deep affection be directed at her? She wished she could tear Wei Yumeng apart right now. If A Han could put even half of his feelings for Wei Yumeng towards her, she would be content.
But in this man’s eyes, in his heart, there was only that woman named Wei Yumeng.
After reporting to Zhan Mohan, Fang Xun suddenly remembered Jiang Siyu and casually asked.
“Where is Miss Jiang?”
“Inside. Take her to the mall later to buy a new set of clothes. She needs to attend an event this afternoon.”
Because of her involvement in the last project, the client had specifically requested her presence.
Fang Xun nodded, “I understand. Then President Zhan, where are you… going now?”
“There’s a problem with a project. I need to go there. Regarding Wei Yumeng, have someone keep an eye on her and see if Xin Ran makes any moves recently.”
Fang Xun immediately understood President Zhan's thoughts. In the end, President Zhan still couldn't let go of Wei Yumeng and was afraid of any undue contact between them in private.
He couldn't help but tease, “President Zhan, are you afraid Xin Ran will poach your woman?”
Zhan Mohan glanced coldly at Fang Xun and replied with extreme confidence.
“Him?”
Xin Ran might be better looking than him, have a better appearance, and be richer than him, surpassing him in every way, yet he dared to try and poach his woman.
Fang Xun found President Zhan’s act of feigned strength, despite clearly not being fully confident, quite amusing.
However, he was still the boss who paid his salary, and he couldn't afford to offend him easily. He quickly agreed.
“Yes, yes, yes, President Zhan is right. Even if we lent Xin Ran ten guts, he wouldn't dare to covet your woman.”
Hearing this, Zhan Mohan’s mood finally eased somewhat.
“Go and get your work done.”
“I’ll go now.”
Fang Xun disappeared in a flash.
Seeing Fang Xun leave, Jiang Siyu emerged, hiding her emotions perfectly. She maintained her previously wronged demeanor and softly called out.
“A Han, thank you just now.”
“No need.” His attitude immediately turned cold, making Jiang Siyu uncomfortable. Yet, she still managed a forced smile.
“A Han, you and Miss Wei…”