Feng Shiqing realized she had spoken out of turn. Her face darkened, and she lowered her head, afraid to look at Zhan Mohan.
But even without her speaking, Zhan Mohan could see her guilt. He tilted his head, his nose high, his skin extremely fair, his eyes half-lidded. His jaw, held by the callused pads of her fingertips, was forced upwards by Feng Shiqing. She had to look at him, and the man's aura was as powerful and cold as the night.
"You told her, didn't you?"
Under his intense gaze, Feng Shiqing couldn't cope. Yet, feeling angry and annoyed, she spoke reluctantly, "If she really liked you, regardless of whether Jiang Siyu returned or not, she should have stayed by your side with peace of mind, instead of turning around and going to another man."
She had imagined countless times that if Zhan Mohan truly separated from Wei Yumeng, would she have a chance? But after so long, she wasn't foolish. She could see clearly that Zhan Mohan had no romantic feelings for her.
She was afraid. Afraid that if she couldn't be his lover, she wouldn't even be able to be family. That's why she dared not speak further. But it didn't mean she agreed with her Mo Han Gege being with a woman like that. In terms of family background or anything else, Wei Yumeng was not worthy of her Mo Han Gege.
"I said, I will handle this myself!" Zhan Mohan's deep, narrow eyes were as sharp as a falcon's.
"How will you handle it, Mo Han Gege? Don't think I don't know. Even at this point, you still have pity for her. Are you really going to swallow this?"
"Shut up!" Zhan Mohan's veins bulged on his forehead as he roared.
Feng Shiqing's face turned pale from Zhan Mohan's anger. No matter how much she resented it, she no longer dared to argue with Zhan Mohan. She glared fiercely at Wei Yumeng, "It's all your fault, you scheming woman! You caused Mo Han Gege to lose face, damaged the Zhan family's reputation, and you, her lover, caused Mo Han Gege to get hurt!"
Xin Ran retorted unhappily, "Little girl, get it straight. Your Mo Han Gege made the first move. It's good that I didn't call the police."
"Then look at why my Mo Han Gege hit you. Isn't it because you two did such shameless things?"
"You…"
"You should go back first," Wei Yumeng stopped Xin Ran.
Xin Ran refused, "If I leave, what will they do to you later?"
"I have to go back sooner or later. You can't guard me twenty-four hours a day. Hurry and leave. Staying longer will only cause trouble." Zhan Mohan's anger hadn't dissipated, and Xin Ran's presence here continued to irritate him.
Xin Ran pondered for a moment before reluctantly agreeing. "Alright, I'll go back first. If anything happens, call me."
"Mm."
Before Xin Ran left, he reminded Zhan Mohan, "If you have any anger, aim it at me. Don't deal with women."
Zhan Mohan let out a sarcastic cold laugh. "If I aimed it all at you, could your Xin family handle it?" His contemptuous tone and king-like confidence left Xin Ran speechless. He finally left the hospital with his injuries.
As soon as Xin Ran left, Zhan Mohan said to Feng Shiqing, "You go back too."
Feng Shiqing pouted unwillingly, "Alright, then you come back early too."
Zhan Mohan pulled Wei Yumeng towards the stairwell, then closed the door and threw her against the wall. "Wei Yumeng, you're quite protective of Xin Ran, aren't you? You kept telling him to leave. Are you afraid I'll hit him again?"
Wei Yumeng frowned and glanced at Zhan Mohan. "You're being unreasonable. When did I ever protect Xin Ran?" She clearly didn't want the two of them to clash again and didn't want him to get angry over those things. How could it be interpreted as her protecting Xin Ran in his eyes? Even Mu Linjing could see her feelings for him, so why couldn't he?
"Isn't it obvious enough? Do I have to say it out loud in front of me for it to count?" When she ran over, she didn't even ask him a single question. Her first words were to ask Xin Ran. She asked so naturally, as if he were the stranger. Wei Yumeng was almost driven mad by Zhan Mohan's unreasonable logic.
She nodded thoughtfully, her fair face turning red from Zhan Mohan's words. "Fine. Since President Zhan insists on framing me, shouldn't you explain the matter of Jiang Siyu to me? You knew she was coming back soon, so you don't even want to hear my explanation." If she hadn't learned about Jiang Siyu from Feng Shiqing, was Zhan Mohan planning to hide it from her forever? And then, when Jiang Siyu returned and appeared before her, she would have to leave him in shame. How would she cope then? Had Zhan Mohan ever considered these things for her?
Zhan Mohan frowned. "What does Jiang Siyu's return have to do with me?" What was this woman talking about?
Wei Yumeng said sarcastically, "Are you still trying to hide it from me? She's your ex-girlfriend, and she's back to get back together with you. Aren't you also prepared for it?"
"Wei Yumeng, you betrayed me first, and now you're using Jiang Siyu's return as an excuse for yourself. Don't you find it funny? Or do you think because Jiang Siyu is coming back, it's natural for you to be with Xin Ran?" He hadn't even had a chance to settle the score with her, and she was blaming him first.
"I said, Xin Ran and I have nothing!"
"You mean you haven't conceived a child yet?" Zhan Mohan's gaze was chilling, and a dark cloud of gloom settled over his handsome brow.
Wei Yumeng was so angry she felt like her lungs would explode. Her shoulders trembled, and her breathing became rapid. She took a deep breath and started to speak against her will. "Fine. Since President Zhan thinks Xin Ran and I have done something we shouldn't have, then do as you please." After all, no matter how much she argued, he wouldn't believe her!
Hearing her indifferent tone, Zhan Mohan's handsome face instantly tensed. His eyes darted at Wei Yumeng like sharp knives. He, Zhan Mohan, wasn't without spirit. If she could say such words so readily, should he still hesitate?
"When we get back later, there will be a divorce agreement on the table in the room. Sign it, and tomorrow we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce. From now on, you, Wei Yumeng, and I will have nothing to do with each other."
Wei Yumeng's heart trembled, and her pupils contracted sharply. Zhan Mohan's words struck her like lightning from a clear sky, catching her completely off guard. This wasn't the first time he had proposed divorce, but hearing it again still caused an ache in her heart. Tears fell silently. Thinking of Jiang Siyu, and then thinking of his resolute tone, what was there left for her to cling to? She bit her lip tightly, then nodded heavily. "Alright. From now on, you take your easy road, and I'll take my precarious path. We'll have nothing to do with each other."