This woman, was she trying to play the same trick she used to scheme against him years ago?
Dressed like this, she might as well not have bothered dressing at all!
While her heart churned like a stormy sea, she feigned an unruffled demeanor.
Zhan Bei Jue resolutely turned his head away, sneering sarcastically at her, "I won't fall into the same pit twice, Jiang Nan Fang. Give up your tiresome games."
Jiang Nan Fang, feeling weak, responded, "?"
"Hurry over 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 gently locked Zhan Bei Jue's door and were about to ring Jiang Nan Fang's doorbell when voices came from the doorway.
Such a familiar male voice, wasn't it Daddy? Why was he in Mommy's room?
Zhan Bei Jue's words were truly harsh. By Jiang Nan Fang's usual temperament, she would have retorted even more harshly, but at this moment, she couldn't afford to.
Because as soon as she entered the living room, she smelled that strange scent again. "Zhan Bei Jue."
Zhan Bei Jue ignored her.
"Quick, go open the window."
"???" Not only did he not come to unlock it for her, but he was ordering her to open the window?
Zhan Bei Jue turned back, "You..."
"Don't you smell a strange scent in the air? It smells like some kind of perfume. Hurry, go open the window to ventilate, or we'll both be finished later."
"..." Zhan Bei Jue sniffed the air forcefully. He smelled nothing.
"Then we'll be finished together. I'm not opening any damn 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 had even bought a manor and planted many precious flowers. She was very sensitive to smells and was certain there was an unknown scent in the room at this moment.
"Coming, coming. Fine, I won't open it, why are you yelling. Once I find the thing, 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 with a click, he pushed the electronic lock back onto Jiang Nan Fang's doorknob.
"Shh..." He made a shushing gesture to his sister and pulled her away quietly.
"Let Daddy and Mommy have 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 door and stood in front of Zhan Bei Jue, her slender swan-like neck and fair shoulder blades turned away from him. She placed her finger on the sensor.
With a beep, the door lock lit up, but when she pulled the doorknob, it wouldn't open.
"Hmm? Why won't it open?"
It must be that her method of operation was incorrect. She tried again.
The result was the same. The indicator light turned green, but the lock wouldn't open.
Fearing that Zhan Bei Jue would misunderstand that she was doing it on purpose, Jiang Nan Fang took a step back and aimed her eyes at the infrared sensor.
"Beep!" The indicator light turned green again, but after pulling, it still wouldn't open.
"Damn it, why won't the door open?"
She hunched over, looking down at the door lock, and began to study it carefully.
Her beautiful shoulder blades protruded, her fair back facing him. Through the bright light, Zhan Bei Jue could see her skin was so clean that even the fine downy hairs were clearly visible.
These superior lines, her clean-cut profile, coupled with the faint fragrance that seemed to emanate from her, 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 surged to his nose, and a watery substance flowed uncontrollably down his skin.
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 around and ask him to help 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 keep your head down. Sit down quickly, tilt your head back, and stuff paper into your nose. It will stop bleeding soon."
Zhan Bei Jue kept his head down, letting the blood drip, and scoffed, "Which barefoot immortal told you that nonsense? Don't try to fool me with it. Tilting your head back will only cause blood to flow backward and lead to more problems. I don't need you to teach me."
"..."
"Give me two more pieces of paper."
Jiang Nan Fang handed 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, now seemed welded shut. Jiang Nan Fang stood by the window and pushed it twice, but it didn't budge. "Zhan Bei Jue..."
Zhan Bei Jue wiped his nose and glanced over. Her arm was raised high, and part of the bath towel had slipped down, exposing what should and shouldn't be seen, completely in vain.
His blood was boiling. He couldn't look at her anymore. If he kept looking...
He stood up, walked to the entrance, and reached out to turn off the lights.
Jiang Nan Fang didn't know what he was doing and 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 really looking forward to me doing 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 get it back from you."
Although she couldn't see his expression clearly, Jiang Nan Fang could sense from his tone and breathing that he was very dangerous right now.
She had already had him, and now she had children and hatred.
After being apart for so many years, who knew how many girlfriends he had. He had never loved her, and she felt the same way now, having no feelings for him at all.
She averted her gaze, took two steps back, "I don't understand what you're talking about. I'm going back to my room."
With that, she quickly turned around, but her foot accidentally kicked something with a "thud."
It seemed to be a potted plant. Her calf hit it and hurt badly. Jiang Nan Fang gasped and, with the momentum, was about to fall forward.
At the critical moment, Zhan Bei Jue's long and strong arm reached out.
"Ah!"
He yanked her back, and she crashed into his arms.
Perhaps it was because her clothes were too revealing, but as their skin touched, he was clearly soaked, yet his temperature was frighteningly high.
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..."
Leaning against him for a moment to steady herself, Jiang Nan Fang looked up, wanting to break free from his embrace. But as she raised her head, Zhan Bei Jue's soft kisses rained down on her.
"You brought this upon yourself. Jiang Nan Fang, we also need to settle the score from six years ago."