This woman, trying to pull the same trick she used on me years ago?
Dressed like this, she might as well not wear anything at all!
Her heart churned like a stormy sea, but on the surface, she maintained an air of calm.
Zhan Bei Jue resolutely turned his head away, sneering sarcastically, "I won't fall into the same trap twice, Jiang Nan Fang. Put away your boring games."
The weak Jiang Nan Fang heard him and responded with a confused "??"
"Hurry up and unlock it. I don't want to see you for another second, especially not looking like this. It makes me feel cheap and disgusted."
The two little ones had quietly locked Zhan Bei Jue's door and were about to ring Jiang Nan Fang's doorbell when voices were heard from the doorway.
Such a familiar male voice, wasn't that Daddy? Why was he in Mommy's room?
Zhan Bei Jue's words were truly harsh. Going by Jiang Nan Fang's usual temper, she would have fired back even harsher. But at this moment, she couldn't afford to.
As soon as she entered the living room, she smelled a strange scent again. "Zhan Bei Jue."
Zhan Bei Jue ignored her.
"Quick, go open the window."
"???" Not only was he not coming to unlock the door, but he was ordering her to open the window?
Zhan Bei Jue turned back, "You..."
"Can't you smell a strange scent in the air? It's like some kind of perfume. Hurry, go open the window for ventilation. Otherwise, we'll both be done for soon."
"..." Zhan Bei Jue sniffed the air forcefully. He smelled nothing.
"Then we'll be done for together. I'm not opening any damned window. Get over here and open the door immediately."
Jiang Nan Fang had worked as a perfumer in Dan Country for several years. To create excellent perfumes, she even bought a manor to grow many rare flowers. She was very sensitive to scents and was certain there was an unknown smell in the room at that moment.
"Coming, coming. Fine, I won't open it, what's with the yelling? Once I find what I need, I'll report it. Your sister dared to scheme against me..."
Outside the door, Zhan Jing Rui heard this. Without a second thought, he withdrew his hand that was about to ring the doorbell and tapped the electronic lock on Jiang Nan Fang's doorknob again.
"Shhh..." He made a silencing gesture to his sister and pulled her away, quietly retreating.
"Let Daddy and Mommy spend the night alone. Give them some time. I believe they are smart enough to resolve any misunderstandings through conversation."
Jiang Nan Fang moved to the doorway and stood before Zhan Bei Jue, her long swan-like neck and snow-white shoulder blades facing him. Her fingers pressed against the sensor.
With a beep, the door lock lit up, but when she pulled the handle, it wouldn't open.
"Hmm? Why won't it open?"
It must be that she was using the wrong method. She tried again.
The result was the same. The sensor light turned green, but the lock wouldn't open.
Fearing that Zhan Bei Jue would misunderstand her intentions, Jiang Nan Fang took a step back, aiming her eyes at the infrared sensor.
"Beep!" The sensor light turned green again, but after pulling, it still wouldn't open.
"Damn it, why won't the door open?"
She bent down, looking at the door lock to study it carefully.
Her beautiful shoulder blades protruded, her attractive back facing him. Through the bright light, Zhan Bei Jue could see her skin so clearly that even the fine downy hairs were visible.
These superior lines, her clean, firm profile, coupled with the faint scent emanating from her body, made Zhan Bei Jue want to look away, but he couldn't help himself.
His blood grew hotter, his heart beat faster, and he felt the strings in his limbs tighten. A warmth rushed to his nose, and a liquid-like substance flowed down his skin uncontrollably.
He subconsciously lowered his head to avoid soiling his mouth and clothes. As he lowered his head, he saw red dots on the floor.
Jiang Nan Fang wanted to turn back and ask him to help her see what was happening. When she turned, she was startled, "Your nose is bleeding? Look! I told you..."
"Shut up. Get me a piece of paper."
Jiang Nan Fang quickly turned and walked towards the coffee table, "Don't lower your head. Sit down quickly, tilt your head back, and use paper to plug your nose. It will stop bleeding soon."
Zhan Bei Jue kept his head lowered, letting the blood drip. He said dismissively, "Which bare-footed immortal told you that nonsense? Don't try to fool me. Tilting your head back will only cause blood to flow backward and lead to more problems. You don't need to teach me."
"..."
"Give me two more pieces of paper."
Jiang Nan Fang gave him the entire box of tissues and then dragged her weak legs towards the window. "No, the smell is getting stronger. I need to open the window quickly."
The window, which usually opened with a gentle push, was now as if welded shut. Jiang Nan Fang stood by the window and pushed it a couple of times, but it didn't budge. "Zhan Bei Jue..."
Zhan Bei Jue wiped his nose, turned his head to look, and saw her arm raised, the bath towel sliding down partially, exposing what should and shouldn't be seen. It was covering nothing at all.
His blood was boiling more intensely. He couldn't look at her anymore. If he continued, then...
He stood up, walked to the entrance, and reached out to turn off the lights.
Jiang Nan Fang, unaware of his intentions, instinctively withdrew her hand to cover herself. "Why did you turn off the lights?"
Zhan Bei Jue, using the sparse light from outside, walked to her side, his voice and breath heavy. "Are you very eager for me to do something?"
"You..."
"Jiang Nan Fang, don't forget, you owe me an explanation for what happened six years ago."
"..."
"Get away. Don't look at me like that. If you keep looking, I'll definitely demand it back from you."
Although she couldn't see his expression clearly, Jiang Nan Fang could sense the extreme danger he was in from his tone and breathing.
She had already had him, and now she had children and hatred.
After separating for so many years, who knew how many girlfriends he had dated? He had never loved her, and she felt the same way now. She had absolutely no thoughts about him.
Averting her gaze, Jiang Nan Fang took two steps back. "I don't understand what you're saying. I'm going back to my room."
With that, she quickly turned around but accidentally kicked something with a "thump."
It seemed to be a potted plant. Her calf hit it painfully, and Jiang Nan Fang gasped, stumbling forward from the inertia.
In the nick of time, Zhan Bei Jue's long, strong arms reached out.
"Ah!"
He yanked her back, and she crashed into his embrace.
Perhaps it was because of the minimal clothing she was wearing, but as their skin touched, he, despite being completely drenched, felt terrifyingly hot.
With her face pressed against his chest, Jiang Nan Fang could clearly hear the powerful thumping of his heart in his chest.
His arms were so firm, encircling her back once again.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
"Zhan..."
After leaning against him for a moment to steady herself, Jiang Nan Fang looked up, wanting to break free from his embrace. However, as soon as she lifted her head, Zhan Bei Jue's fine kisses rained down on her.
"You brought this upon yourself. Jiang Nan Fang, we should settle our accounts from six years ago as well."