As they were speaking, the boss returned.
Zhan Bei Jue decided for Min Er, telling her she wouldn't get paid this month and that she should resign immediately.
Leaving the restaurant, Min Er planned to walk back.
Jiang Nan Fang reached out and stopped her.
"Let's take a car. We drove here."
A shiny black car was parked by the roadside, a Rolls-Royce.
Zhan Bei Jue and Jiang Nan Fang stood by the car, exuding an indescribable harmony and grace.
Looking at herself, she couldn't help but feel a sting in her nose.
She remembered how she used to be a pampered young lady, growing up in cars like this.
Now, she didn't even have the courage to get close to such a car.
Zhan Bei Jue drove, and Jiang Nan Fang sat in the passenger seat.
He rubbed the steering wheel with one hand and quietly held Jiang Nan Fang's hand with the other.
Although not a word was spoken, Min Er wasn't blind; she could tell from their subtle actions that they were currently deeply in love.
An unspeakable desolation welled up in her heart.
Zhan Bei Jue had been with her for half a year. She had even personally helped him with things like bathing and using the restroom.
They had held hands, hugged, and slept in the same room.
But he had never seemed to display such romantic affection as he did now.
You are truly pitiful, Shen Min Er.
Even then, she had joyfully believed she had met her destined love, even planning for their future.
You are a joke.
Zhan Bei Jue drove the car familiarly to the entrance of Min Er's home.
Looking at the dilapidated shack near the garbage heap, a small, illegally constructed house with a door and windows that seemed to sway precariously in the wind.
Jiang Nan Fang couldn't help but grip Zhan Bei Jue's hand tighter.
He had actually stayed in the basement of such a place for so long and managed to return to China.
This showed how much hardship he had endured and how much stronger his will was than that of ordinary people.
He had it so hard.
Min Er took out her key to open the door, but it wasn't locked. It opened with a gentle pull.
The room was a mess. Her father had drunk too much again today and was throwing a drunken tantrum.
Her mother, whether she had been beaten by him or not, had disheveled hair and was cowering in a corner.
Seeing Min Er enter, she scrambled towards her like a puppy seeing its owner return.
Min Er stepped over the scattered items, entered, and crouched down to hug her mother.
Then, she looked up angrily.
"Why have you drunk so much again? We don't have many things at home, and you're still smashing them!"
"I'm telling you, I won't buy any more. If you smash it, so be it. From now on, eat with your hands. This house will be completely smashed by you sooner or later!"
Her father, who was in the middle of scolding her mother, saw Min Er returning from work and couldn't help but scold her too.
"Why are you back now instead of working and earning money?"
"Your temper is getting worse and worse. How dare you scold your own father? I think you need a good beating too!"
Because of Jiang Nan Fang, Min Er was feeling very agitated.
When her father yelled at her, she got so angry that she grabbed a broken tin can by her side and threw it at him.
"What can you do besides throwing tantrums and yelling at people at home?"
"You hit your wife and children whenever you feel like it, acting tough only within the family. If you have the guts, go find someone else to fight outside!"
"You!"
"Fine, you've hooked up with a man, and now you think you're successful and important, and you won't let your old man speak?
"Alright, Shen Min Er, you ungrateful wretch! If you won't let me speak, I'll hit you!"
"You are my daughter. I gave you life! I can hit you or scold you whenever I want, and no one can stop me! If you have the guts, call him to save you! Call him!"
Saying this, he raised his hand and was about to rush forward to hit Min Er.
Zhan Bei Jue strode into the house and grabbed his wrist.
Her father turned around and saw the distinguished and clean Zhan Bei Jue, his expression freezing.
He couldn't help but look him up and down, from head to toe and back again.
"You... is this, Ah Shen has returned?"
"I knew it. No wonder my little girl dared to talk to me like this today. So you're back, and your back has straightened."
"Look at your attire, I almost didn't recognize you."
"Did you strike it rich outside? That was fast! I knew you could do it. How much money did you bring back for us this time? Hurry, show it to me!"
The words "disgraceful" could no longer describe Min Er's original family.
Fortunately, Zhan Bei Jue knew everything, so Min Er didn't feel too embarrassed.
However, it still made her feel very upset that Jiang Nan Fang had witnessed such a pathetic scene.
Others were so outstanding, so beautiful, like an immaculate fairy.
And herself?
An ugly duckling who was nothing.
Any man would choose her. What right did she have to compete with them?
"You two talk. Mom is shaken; I'll take her inside to take her medicine."
Min Er felt too ashamed to stay in front of Jiang Nan Fang any longer. She pulled her mother up from the ground and walked into the room with a dejected back.
Zhan Bei Jue released Old Shen's hand and glanced back at Jiang Nan Fang.
Jiang Nan Fang walked over, and their hands clasped together.
"Mr. Shen, I have indeed returned, and I have brought money back."
"Please stop drinking. Pack your things, and tomorrow I will take Min Er and you back to Fucheng."
Although he lived a life of drunken indulgence every day, Old Shen's mind was still clear.
Seeing Zhan Bei Jue and Jiang Nan Fang holding hands, he instantly understood.
"What's going on? You bring a woman back, are you relying on a rich woman, or have you taken a liking to someone else outside?"
"I didn't notice, you're quite capable. Where's the ring I gave you? Don't forget what you promised me before you left!"
"You lived in our house for so long, and my daughter took care of you for so long. The raw rice has already been cooked into cooked rice."
"Before you succeeded, you spoke sweeter than singing. Now you want to turn your back and become Chen Shimei? Let me tell you, it's not that easy!"
Zhan Bei Jue knew that Old Shen was difficult to deal with and would require a lot of persuasion, so he was prepared.
"What happens between Min Er and me is for us to sort out. You don't need to interfere."
"Your family has been kind to me, I know. That's why I will repay your debts and take you all back to Fucheng. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
Seeing his "broken pot, broken behavior" attitude, Old Shen was very angry.
"What am I dissatisfied with? Of course, I'm dissatisfied!"
"You were supposed to be my son-in-law. Now that the cooked duck has flown away, why should I be satisfied?"
"Let go of my hand. Who is this woman? Tell her to get lost! It's only natural for a son-in-law to repay his father-in-law's debts!"
"You slept with my Min Er, so why are you messing around with this woman?"
Saying this, he lunged forward, intending to separate their hands.
But he, a chronic drinker and a frail drunkard, was no match for Zhan Bei Jue.
Zhan Bei Jue gently extended two fingers and pushed him back.
"We are already married, and we have a child. We can't be separated just because you say so."
"As I said, this is between Min Er and me. Please do not interfere."
"If you continue to speak nonsense to my wife, or try to lay hands on her, and make me unhappy, I will no longer care about you."
"You can repay the debt yourself. If you want to stay here and rot, that's your business. I'll take Min Er and her mother away."