Mrs. Zhan's car had not yet left when Jiang Nan Fang's driver started the engine and drove away first.
Sitting in the car, watching her drive off into the distance, leaving her son alone by the roadside, Mrs. Zhan snorted and called Zhan Bei Jue to get in the car.
When Zhan Bei Jue sat beside her, she couldn't help but start nagging again.
"I really don't know what's so good about her. She's not exactly a national beauty; there are plenty of women with her looks."
"If you say she's top-notch in terms of ability, that's even less true. She's only designed two products. There are many designers with more representative works and products superior to hers."
"I really don't know what you like about her. You're always so submissive in front of her. Do you know how it feels for a mother to see her hard-earned treasure acting so humbly in front of someone completely mismatched with him?"
"It's like your daughter finding a man who is ordinary in appearance and ability, yet she's always agonizing over him..."
Zhan Bei Jue interrupted her.
"You've said this many times in front of me. Do you think it's useful?"
"I'll tell you one last time, no matter how bad Jiang Nan Fang is in your eyes, I just like her. I won't find anyone else in this lifetime."
"Saying such things only makes me more submissive in front of her and achieves nothing. If you truly care about me, stop saying it."
Mrs. Zhan sighed heavily, angered by him, and shook her head.
"Fine, your life is set then. I can't be bothered to manage it, but there's one thing you must promise me."
"Then you have to tell me what it is first."
Mrs. Zhan wished she could twist his ear: "Zhan Bei Jue, I'm your mother, would I harm you?"
"When did that Hu Jia Sheng return? You actually hid it from me. Now that woman has also come knocking. You don't need me to tell you why, do you?"
"You even let Hu Jia Sheng manage the company. Don't you really think he's that innocent and wouldn't contend with you for anything?"
Zhan Bei Jue listened with little interest: "So, what do you want to say?"
"Before they succeed, we should strike first, clear these obstacles, including Hu Jia Sheng."
Zhan Bei Jue shouldn't have agreed to let her come back.
What is all this?
The grudges of their previous generation are endless, and they have to drag this generation into entanglement?
"Do you have any evidence to prove that Hu Jia Sheng has intentions to harm me?"
Mrs. Zhan said angrily: "By the time I find evidence, you would have already had an accident. Wasn't the big incident in Switzerland enough? Haven't you learned your lesson? Why are you so soft-hearted?"
"Your father, that scoundrel, didn't inherit any good qualities from you. Soft-heartedness, poor judgment – he perfectly passed those down to you!"
"Actually, a large part of why I dislike Jiang Nan Fang is because she's too much like that woman back then."
"Lowly born, with nothing, relying solely on her looks to make men die for her..."
Zhan Bei Jue interrupted her: "Then don't you ever reflect on yourself? Since you are so outstanding and so good, why did my father choose a woman who was worthless instead of you?"
"You! Zhan Bei Jue, you don't actually think that woman is very sympathetic, do you? Your father's choice back then was very correct? Don't forget, who gave birth to you and raised you!"
"If you rely on your father, that scoundrel, Hu Jia Sheng is now the CEO of Zhan Group!"
"Besides, without me, could Zhan's have developed to what it is today?"
Every time she brought up old grievances, she had to reiterate her contributions to Zhan's back then.
Zhan Bei Jue couldn't deny that the Zhan family's development from a small company to its current state was largely due to his mother.
She lived a life devoid of emotion and love, like an abbess, all for the sake of their siblings.
But his mistake was that she shouldn't constantly bring this up.
If you don't say it, others will understand you out of consideration for your restraint and tolerance.
But being like Xianglin's wife is annoying.
"I wonder how Melody is doing lately. You have time, so call her and show some concern. I still have things to handle, let me read some emails."
Zhan Bei Jue was too lazy to communicate with her further and picked up his laptop to handle official business online.
The car finally quieted down. When mother and son returned home, they found only the four little ones in the living room downstairs; Jiang Nan Fang was nowhere to be seen.
Zhan Bei Jue asked the children if their mother was still angry. Tian Tian, the eldest, was unhappy.
"Mommy hasn't come back. She asked Uncle A Cheng to take her to Aunt Jiao Jiao."
Went to see Chen Jiao Jiao? It seemed he had angered her quite a bit today.
But that was good.
She was cooped up at home every day, constantly facing his mother, which could lead to trouble. Going to spend time with Chen Jiao Jiao and distract herself was also good.
Zhan Bei Jue was going to the company to handle matters and thought he would pick her up from the beauty salon when he was done.
Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the beauty salon, the receptionist told him that Chen Jiao Jiao and Jiang Nan Fang had already left.
"Where did they go?"
"They didn't say. They probably went out to have fun. I saw Ms. Chen pack two sets of clothes."
Could it be? Is she that upset? To run away from home over such a small matter?
She was pregnant now, and a pregnant woman with poor health at that.
Zhan Bei Jue's heart leaped. As he left the beauty salon, he called her.
To his dismay, Jiang Nan Fang had turned off her phone.
He had never saved Chen Jiao Jiao's phone number, and now, he couldn't find his wife.
Returning to the car, Zhan Bei Jue's face was as dark as Yama's.
Knowing that the ill-intentioned woman, Mrs. Gao, might be watching them from the shadows, she dared to play disappearing act with him at this time?
He called A Cheng and scolded him fiercely. A Cheng explained.
"Madam didn't want us to follow her..."
"She says she doesn't want us to follow, so we don't? Do you know the current situation? What if something happens to her..."
A Cheng was terrified, "Then I'll call Miss Zhou. Miss Zhou should be in contact with them."
Zhan Bei Jue was so furious he forgot about Zhou Jin Bei.
Right. If he couldn't reach Jiang Nan Fang, he could reach Zhou Jin Bei.
He personally called Zhou Jin Bei.
Jiang Nan Fang, Zhou Jin Bei, and Chen Jiao Jiao were in a car by the moat, with the doors wide open, playing loud music, enjoying the breeze, and leisurely eating fruit and drinking milk tea.
Zhou Jin Bei's phone rang. She shook it and showed it to Jiang Nan Fang.
"Your husband found me. Do you want to answer?"
"No. I've never met such a mama's boy at his age. Truly annoying. He even said I shamelessly clung to him and wanted to have his children? If I don't vent this anger, I won't go back with him no matter what."
Zhou Jin Bei, being carefree, tossed the phone behind her.
"If you don't want to answer, then don't. Come on, don't think so much, eat!"
"My aunt won't live longer than you. Don't listen to her. The child will be ours too, not just my second brother's. Be happy!"