"What did you say?
You ran in front of me to snatch my ex-wife, and you're asking me what I am?
Zhan Bei Jue, furious, rushed out from behind his desk and strode towards him. "Zhou Jin Xiu, say that again."
Zhou Jin Xiu met his gaze.
"I said, you've got nothing to brag about. Is it just because you have a few stinking bucks in your pocket? I don't eat your food or drink your drinks, so I don't need to put up with your smug face."
"You're insulting me? You're not qualified!"
"Bang!" Zhan Bei Jue raised his hand and landed a heavy punch on Zhou Jin Xiu's cheek.
"Not qualified? I'm not qualified to teach you a lesson when you're trying to steal my woman?"
"Zhou Jin Xiu, you're practically begging to be beaten!"
"Thud!" Zhou Jin Xiu fell behind the office door.
With his screenwriter gone, there was nothing for Xu Yan Chuan to do back at the studio, so he drove aimlessly around the streets, feeling dejected.
After driving for an unknown amount of time, his phone suddenly rang.
He picked it up and saw a local Nancheng number with no name.
He answered, and it turned out to be Ah Zhong, Zhan Bei Jue's assistant.
"Mr. Xu. It's me."
Now Xu Yan Chuan finally understood.
It turned out Jiang Nan Fang had angered Zhan Bei Jue again yesterday and was thrown into the police station. And this time, it was for fifteen days.
Ah Zhong really didn't want to see them bothering Zhan Bei Jue again over Jiang Nan Fang.
Nor did he want to see anyone else get hurt, so he could only secretly leak some information to Xu Yan Chuan.
After hanging up, Xu Yan Chuan immediately called a friend who had connections, and together they went to the police station.
After some maneuvering, Jiang Nan Fang was released an hour later.
Her expression was haggard, and her mood was low. Xu Yan Chuan didn't know how to comfort her, so he just told her first.
Zhou Jin Xiu had been hospitalized.
"What happened? He was fine yesterday. Did he suddenly fall ill?"
Xu Yan Chuan told her the truth.
"He didn't fall ill. He got beaten up because he angered Zhan Bei Jue while trying to get information about you."
Jiang Nan Fang was so angry she almost kicked the car door in.
Zhan Bei Jue, you're truly going too far, you're too ruthless.
So aggressive, so unforgiving, from this moment on, I'm done with you!!
Without bothering to go home and tidy herself up, Xu Yan Chuan drove her to the hospital.
Zhan Bei Jue's rage had gotten the better of him, and he hadn't held back his punches.
He had knocked out two of Zhou Jin Xiu's back molars and dislocated his left arm. Ah Zhong had just sent him to the hospital.
Back at the company, Ah Zhong reported to Zhan Bei Jue.
"Mr. Zhou is out of danger and has prepaid half a month's hospital fees."
Zhan Bei Jue looked at his slightly swollen hand and irritably spun his chair.
"Go get the car, and come with me to the police station."
"Are we going to see Miss Jiang?" Ah Zhong whispered. "No need."
"Why?" Zhan Bei Jue cast a sharp glance at him.
"What do you mean? Jiang Nan Fang is already out?"
Ah Zhong nodded. "When I was leaving the hospital, I saw her and Mr. Xu going in together. Mr. Xu must have found someone to bail her out."
He had thought, since two men were taking turns to speak well of her, he could let it go and spare her.
Unexpectedly, her suitor was quite capable, managing to get her out before him.
Zhan Bei Jue felt like he was going crazy.
This damned woman, why did she come back after leaving six years ago?
If she was going to come back, why did she have to be so ambiguous with so many men and upset me?
I'm going to die of anger. This damned woman, will she only be happy when she makes me die of anger?
"Understood. You can go."
Ah Zhong had never seen Zhan Bei Jue's emotions fluctuate so much.
He had been so happy every day just a while ago, but these past two days...
As the saying goes, accompanying a ruler is like accompanying a tiger; working for such a boss is truly nerve-wracking.
Zhou Jin Xiu's arm had been reset, but he couldn't move it yet.
He had two new teeth fitted, so he couldn't eat yet.
His face was swollen like a pig's head, and he was too embarrassed to go home, so he had to stay in a hotel for the night.
The injury was sustained for her sake, so she couldn't just watch him starve.
Jiang Nan Fang said, "Doesn't Ah Chuan have a kitchen? Why don't you stay at his place? I'll cook porridge for you for the next few days. You can't go without eating every day."
That would work too. He hadn't tasted Jiang Nan Fang's cooking yet.
It was boring to stay in a hotel, and the three of them could pass the time together.
Xu Yan Chuan drove, and the three of them first went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients, then went to the studio to cook.
Xu Yan Chuan sat outside chatting with Zhou Jin Xiu, while Jiang Nan Fang, wearing a promotional apron, busied herself alone in the kitchen.
She tied her hair into a ponytail, letting it hang down her back. She looked slender and clean, her expression calm, bathed in the light, appearing gentle, serious, and capable.
Zhou Jin Xiu felt like he was truly falling for her.
The more he looked at her, the more pleasing she seemed.
Hearing that she had been wronged made his heart ache, and when he couldn't see her, he would miss her and worry.
Unknowingly, he seemed to have truly fallen in love with Jiang Nan Fang.
No wonder Zhan Bei Jue wanted to take advantage of her.
A woman who looked better and better the more you looked at her would make any man's heart flutter.
Mentioning Zhan Bei Jue, and recalling what he had said today, Zhou Jin Xiu's desire for revenge flared.
Damn it. So what if you're rich and have a high status? The woman you can't have, I've already got her?
Although we are just friends now, as long as I give my true heart, she will eventually be mine.
Zhan Bei Jue, don't you have times when you're not as good as me?
Thinking this, he secretly took several photos of Jiang Nan Fang from different angles and sent them to the family group chat.
That's right. Like all ordinary families, high society also has family group chats.
Since his aunt had been abroad before, and his sister Zhou Jin Bei was with her, his father created this group for easier communication.
The group only consisted of the six members of the Zhou family, his aunt, and Zhan Bei Jue.
Zhou Jin Xiu sent the photos into the group as a show of defiance, and then cheekily asked below, "Does she look good?"
Soon, the group chat exploded.
Zhou Jin Bei was the first to jump out, typing a string of question marks.
What's going on? Why did her brother send her photos here? Did something really happen between them? Or did he send it to the wrong place?
Zhou Jin Xiu didn't reply. Mrs. Zhan immediately jumped in.
"Oh, whose daughter is this? She looks quite pretty and gentle. Jin Xiu, have you found a girlfriend?"
"You're not young anymore. If you see a suitable girl, you can pursue her and settle down quickly. Auntie thinks this girl is good."
Zhou Jin Xiu: "Is that so? Thank you, Auntie."
Then he tagged his parents, asking them what they thought.
But his parents were busy with something and didn't reply immediately.
His phone buzzed incessantly, and Zhan Bei Jue subconsciously glanced at the screen.
Then he saw dozens of unread messages popping up in the family group chat.
This group chat usually had less than half a message a month. Did he complain about being beaten by Zhou Jin Xiu in the group today?
Zhan Bei Jue slid his screen open with a spectator's mentality.
But when he clicked in...
Zhou Jin Xiu was openly declaring war on him.
He sent Jiang Nan Fang's photo into the group and said he wanted to pursue her as his girlfriend.
Heh, openly defying me, Zhan Bei Jue?
You're looking for death."