Jun Jiuli spent the entire night in her personal space. She already had a foundation in cultivation, and her mind technique and cultivation procedures were very familiar. She directly brought out a pile of spirit stones and began to absorb spirit energy to improve her cultivation.
The next morning, she went to Shen's company as usual. After work, she went directly to Nangong Han's apartment to confront him. The male and female leads, in their passion the previous day, had accidentally engaged in unspeakable acts.
Bai Zhi was caught in a battle between morality and love. She decided to ignore Nangong Han for a while, needing time to calm down and make a choice, and she issued a stern warning.
Nangong Han, afraid she might do something foolish, went straight back to his apartment after work. Jun Jiuli was sure to find him there. Nangong Han had not been with Nangong Qiangwei for long, and now was the best time to make a move.
"Qingxia, why are you here?"
"Can't I come? What are you blocking the door for? Don't you welcome me? Or is there something unspeakable hidden inside?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? We are already married. Of course, you can come in. Are you still angry about what happened that day? It was my fault, please forgive me."
Jun Jiuli avoided his outstretched hand and sat on the sofa, taking out the marital agreement from her bag. Nangong Han sat awkwardly opposite Jun Jiuli.
"Qingxia, what is this?"
"You can open it and see for yourself."
The words "Marital Agreement" were written in large characters, and Jun Jiuli's line already had her signature.
"I don't agree. I will never sign it."
"What are you feeling guilty about? Did you do something to betray me?" Jun Jiuli asked slowly, playing with a small fruit knife in her hand.
She had picked it up casually from the coffee table. Upon entering, she had already created an interference field. There was no possibility of any recording or surveillance equipment in this room.
"Why would I feel guilty? We are already married. The most important thing between a couple is trust. For you to ask me to sign this is the greatest insult to our love."
Nangong Han said angrily, leaning his hands on the small table in front of him, as if his louder voice meant he was in the right.
"Your refusal to sign the agreement is the greatest insult."
As she spoke, Jun Jiuli threw the dagger she was holding, firmly embedding it into Nangong Han's left palm, piercing it through.
Before he could even cry out, Jun Jiuli grabbed a tissue from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.
Nangong Han broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, trembling helplessly. Was this woman crazy? How dare she treat him like this?
He tried to move his hand. The tip of the knife had already pierced the table. Any movement sent a piercing, bone-chilling pain. His right hand trembled violently, and he couldn't pull the blade out by himself.
"Don't you dare make a sound, or else..." Jun Jiuli made a throat-slitting gesture.
Nangong Han nodded repeatedly, and only then did Jun Jiuli remove the tissue from his mouth.
"Sign, or not sign?"
"I'll sign, but some parts of this agreement are stained with splashed blood. Qingxia, please calm down and help me call 120 for emergency services. I'm in a lot of pain. I'll do as you wish after I've had it bandaged."
"Are you trying to fool me?"
As she spoke, Jun Jiuli took out another copy of the agreement and used a pillow from the sofa as a cushion. "Stop dawdling, sign it quickly."
Nangong Han had no choice but to sign the agreement resentfully.
Jun Jiuli grudgingly pulled out the fruit knife, even twisting it a few times. Nangong Han directly fainted from the pain. Jun Jiuli cleaned up any traces of her presence and left with her belongings.
Xie Wanrou, upon receiving the photos from the private investigator, was so enraged her head spun. That woman had the audacity to give birth to his son's child without authorization, what shamelessness!
Looking at the photos of her son entering and exiting that residential complex, she lamented what an unpromising boy he was. After so many years, he still couldn't let go.
Shen Qingxia far surpassed that Bai Zhi in looks, knowledge, and family background. If this weren't her own son, she would have severely berated him. Truly, he didn't know a pearl from a pebble.
With this thought, she called Nangong Han. She called several times, but no one answered. Worried that her son might be in trouble, she brought her driver and housekeeper and headed to her son's apartment.
Using the spare key to open the door, she saw her son lying on the ground. There was also some blood nearby. Xie Wanrou was so terrified she lost her soul. She quickly called an ambulance.
The driver rushed forward to pinch his philtrum. Nangong Han woke up before the ambulance arrived.
He spoke weakly, "Mom, why are you here?"
"I called you, but you never answered. I was worried, so I came to see. I never expected something like this to happen. Who injured you?"
"It's Shen Qingxia, Mom, it's Shen Qingxia. I want a divorce from him. She's a lunatic. She was the one who stabbed me with the knife. Mom, look, she even stabbed a hole in the table. The murder weapon must have her fingerprints on it."
"I think you're crazy for wanting a divorce. Qingxia is just a young girl; she wouldn't have that much strength. To stab through your hand and into the table, are you trying to fool your mother like this?"
"Mom, I'm not lying. If you don't believe me, ask Uncle Lin to check the surveillance. The surveillance won't lie. It must have captured her entering the complex."
"You deliberately called Xiaoxia over, staged this entire incident, just to divorce him?" Xie Wanrou said doubtfully.
"Mom, don't you even have the most basic trust in your son? How could I possibly inflict such a severe injury on myself just to frame her?"
Xie Wanrou thought about it and motioned for Manager Lin to check. Soon, the ambulance arrived.
"The patient's left hand has injured nerves and cannot be reconnected. It may not be very flexible in the future. The family should be prepared."
Nangong Han primarily used his right hand and did not engage in heavy labor. Therefore, the inflexibility of his left hand would not significantly impact his life. Xie Wanrou was not too concerned, as long as her son was alright.
Soon, Manager Lin also arrived at the hospital. "Madam, I have checked all the surveillance videos in the vicinity. Shen Xiaojie's figure was not captured at all."
Xie Wanrou was so angry that she squeezed the water bottle in her hand, causing it to crackle. Bai Zhi's influence was truly immense, making her son resort to self-harm just to divorce.
She took out her phone and called Jun Jiuli. "Is Xiaxia busy?"
"Auntie Xie, what's up? I'm not busy here."
"Why are you still calling me Auntie? You should change your address to 'Mom.' A'han was injured and hospitalized over some minor issues. If you have time, you can come to the First People's Hospital to see him."
"Okay, Auntie Xie. I'm sorry, I'm still not used to it. I'll be right over."
"You child, we are a family now, no need to be so formal. I'll be waiting for you here."
Jun Jiuli drove over. Upon seeing Xie Wanrou, she cast a refreshing and clarifying charm at her. This was something she had refined the previous night, beneficial for resisting the halo of being doted upon and maintaining clarity.
Nangong Han, lying on the hospital bed, was greatly agitated to see Jun Jiuli. "Mom, why did you call her? Didn't I tell you?" He then winked at Xie Wanrou.
However, his actions made Xie Wanrou believe he was feeling guilty. "You two are already married. After the wedding next week, you'll be moving in together. You're injured, so isn't it normal to call Xiaxia over?"
"Mom, she's the culprit."
Jun Jiuli looked incredulous. "Nangong, what nonsense are you talking about? What culprit?"
Xie Wanrou looked at her daughter-in-law's innocent and confused expression and felt even more heartache. What a cruel fate! Such an outstanding person had to be paired with her son, who was like a piece of dried salted fish.
"Xiaxia, it's alright. A'han has been through some trauma and his mind is a bit confused. It's my fault, Auntie, for letting you get scared. You should go back, I'll be here. Do you want me to have Uncle Lin drive you?"
"No need, Auntie. I drove myself here, I can manage on my own."
"Alright, Old Lin, go and see Xiaxia off."
"Yes, Madam."