“You…”
Jiang Nanfang was so smart, so capable, that Zhou Jinxiu, who considered himself a master of romance, feared he couldn't handle her.
Who on earth could have gotten her pregnant?
He was truly curious.
“What about that guy? Why isn’t he with you? Just sleeps with you and runs off, such trash, and you’re going to let him get away with it?”
Jiang Nanfang didn’t want to mention Zhan Beijue, she shrugged.
“I don’t plan to let him know. Nor do I plan for him to take responsibility. It was a moment of impulse, consensual, it’s pointless to cling to someone.”
If all the women in the world had such a mindset, men would be very happy.
Zhou Jinxiu felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
“Can you tell me who he is? For someone like you to get pregnant for him…”
“I don’t want to say. Just consider it respecting me. It was just a mistake, can we not ask anymore?”
Having said that, there was no point in asking further. Zhou Jinxiu could only nod.
“Alright, I’ll help you with this. But let’s be clear beforehand, if I need your help with something in the future, you have to go all out for me too.”
Jiang Nanfang disliked owing others favors, so she naturally agreed.
After finishing their coffee, the two went to the hospital.
The doctor who received her was the same one as before.
Seeing that she had brought her boyfriend back so quickly, and that the boyfriend was quite good-looking, the doctor said.
“You two are so young, and so well-matched. Since you’re expecting, why don’t you consider getting married?”
“Having surgery is very hard on the body. Can’t the boyfriend take some responsibility?”
Zhou Jinxiu didn’t want to be mistaken for a scumbag, so he quickly explained.
“I want to marry her, and I want the child too. It’s just that the situation is special. She took medicine and drank alcohol, you wouldn’t dare suggest she keep it, would you?”
The doctor respected their wishes.
“Then let’s do a blood test. If everything is fine, come back next Monday morning at nine o’clock for the surgery.”
“You must not eat or drink for eight hours before the surgery. That’s all, you can go back now.”
As they left the consultation room, Jiang Nanfang was very grateful to Zhou Jinxiu. “I’ll treat you to lunch today.”
Zhou Jinxiu was more than happy to oblige, and Jiang Nanfang finally lifted a heavy burden from her heart. The two walked out in good spirits.
In the courtyard, Zhan Beijue, who was sitting in his car, happened to see the two of them coming out, chatting and laughing, walking side by side.
A Zhong parked the car and turned to ask him.
“Mr. Zhan, do you still want to go down?”
“Get me a copy of Jiang Nanfang’s medical records.”
Soon, A Zhong obtained Jiang Nanfang’s medical records.
This woman was indeed pregnant.
But whose child was it?
He had been very confident before, always thinking it was his.
But now, it seemed he was overthinking things.
After such an incident, her first thought was not to tell him, but to tell Zhou Jinxiu.
They came to the prenatal check-up together, chatting and laughing.
One day, I, Zhan Beijue, will also become a clown!
On the road, the atmosphere in the car was somber.
A Zhong drove carefully, while Zhan Beijue sat in the back, lost in thought with a grim expression.
After driving for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly commanded.
“Call Jiang Nanfang and ask her where she is and who she’s with. I have some work matters to discuss with her.”
A Zhong knew what he really meant but pretended to be oblivious. “Okay.”
Jiang Nanfang was having lunch with Zhou Jinxiu when her phone rang.
She took it out and saw it was A Zhong.
Not knowing what he wanted, Jiang Nanfang answered.
A Zhong asked her, “Engineer Jiang, where are you right now?”
“I’m not at the company today, I have some things to attend to and I’m eating out. What’s wrong?”
“Mr. Zhan said he has some work matters to ask you about. Do you have time now?”
Wasn’t the new product already successfully put into production?
With so many orders secured, everything else had been handed over to the technical department. She had fulfilled her mission, so why would he need to ask her when he could ask Vice President Gao?
Thinking of the thing in her belly, Jiang Nanfang felt angry.
“My work is done, there’s nothing more to say. If he has problems, he should ask Vice President Gao. I don’t have time, don’t bother me.”
The phone was connected to Bluetooth, and the car’s stereo was crystal clear. Zhan Beijue heard Jiang Nanfang’s words perfectly from the speaker.
That damn woman, she’s gotten more arrogant now that she has a protector.
Look at how she’s treating me!
Does she think Zhou Jinxiu is someone great? That following him means she’s safe and sound?
She doesn’t put me, Zhan Beijue, in her eyes? She’s asking for death!
“A Zhong, you get out first, take a taxi back. I’ll drive.”
He kicked A Zhong out of the car and, filled with rage, drove to Jiang Nanfang’s apartment complex.
Jiang Nanfang had eaten her fill and chatted with Zhou Jinxiu for a while longer.
She felt the nausea creeping back and was quite uncomfortable, so she hurried home.
As she exited the elevator, she took her keys out of her bag and walked to the door. Just as she was about to insert the key into the lock, she looked up.
The door wasn’t locked.
There was a small gap, and smoke was wafting out from inside. It seemed someone was in there.
Jiang Nanfang’s first thought was that a thief had broken into her house.
Not only had a thief broken in, but this thief was still inside and hadn’t left.
In broad daylight, someone breaking into my house to steal? They must be tired of living!
Jiang Nanfang kicked the door open and, grabbing a slipper from the shoe cabinet by the door, rushed into the room.
“Who’s in there? Come out!”
On the sofa, Zhan Beijue held a half-smoked cigarette, and his sullen head slowly turned.
“Jiang Nanfang, you kept me waiting.”
It was him!
He wasn’t at work in broad daylight, why was he at her house?
Jiang Nanfang, annoyed, took off her shoes and threw them on the floor.
“In broad daylight, not at work, coming into someone else’s house without permission and sitting around, what are you doing?”
Isn’t she pregnant? Why is her tone so aggressive? Isn’t she afraid of affecting the Zhou family’s offspring?
Zhan Beijue slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke, then stubbed out the cigarette butt in a wine glass in front of him.
It was evident how long he had been there.
The entire wine glass was stuffed full of his cigarette butts!
“How long have you been here? Why are you at my house? Couldn’t you say whatever you needed to say over the phone? And smoking so much!”
Jiang Nanfang frowned in disgust and walked past him to open the window.
Zhan Beijue suddenly turned sideways and grabbed her wrist.
“What are you doing? Let go! I need to open the window to get some fresh air, you’re suffocating me.”
“Jiang Nanfang, is there something you’re not telling me?”
After all, he hadn’t figured things out yet, and Zhan Beijue didn’t believe he lacked the charm to lose to Zhou Jinxiu.
He wanted to hear the answer directly from Jiang Nanfang’s mouth.
“What’s something I’m not telling you? Are you suspecting me of holding back technical information?”
“Zhan Beijue, I just got you billions in orders, and you’re saying this, isn’t that a bit heartless?”
Was she deliberately playing dumb to change the subject, or did she genuinely not understand?
Zhan Beijue stood up and, across the sofa, met her gaze coolly.
“You know what I mean. I saw it in the trash can. Jiang Nanfang, you’re pregnant again?”
Jiang Nanfang’s heart skipped a beat.
This crazy lunatic, running into someone else’s house to rummage through their trash for no reason?
He found out she was pregnant? What did he want!
“You’re crazy! Not going to work in broad daylight, coming into someone’s house to rummage through their trash, are you psychologically disturbed?”
Seeing a fleeting look of panic on her face, Zhan Beijue was certain.
“So it’s true. You are indeed pregnant.”