Zhan Bei Jue was actually rushing out to support her at a critical moment?
And he brought the children?
Jiang Nanfang was stunned.
Was she having hallucinations because of some secret expectation, or had he lost his mind?
Didn't he always refuse to enter the Jiang family’s door?
He hadn’t even visited the Jiang family once in their three years of marriage.
It wasn’t until Zhan Bei Jue walked over with a commanding presence, his face stern as he stared at Jiang Zhen Jun, that she realized it wasn't a hallucination.
"I told you to let her go. Did you hear me?"
Others might not be familiar with Zhan Bei Jue, but Jiang Zhen Jun recognized him.
Seeing him appear so suddenly, and not knowing why, his face immediately turned deathly pale.
His arrogant demeanor vanished instantly. "Ah Jue, why are you here?"
"Of course, I'm here for her. Do you think I'm here for you?"
Zhan Bei Jue pulled Jiang Nanfang over, encircling her in his arms, and looked her up and down.
"Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
With the house in such a mess, seeing her with her neck being choked by Jiang Zhen Jun as soon as he entered, anyone would assume Jiang Nanfang was at a disadvantage.
But Jiang Nanfang shook her head, "I'm fine."
He continued to hold her, looking at Jiang Zhen Jun.
"Mr. Jiang is truly a man of integrity, with a unique way of doing things."
"Selling his ex-wife's property and burial plots is one thing, but then resorting to violence against his own daughter. Are the mother and daughter so heinous?"
He had already divorced Jiang Nanfang, and their divorce had been very unpleasant. Why was he suddenly running to support her today?
Seeing him say that, Jiang Zhen Jun's face flushed and paled. "It's not like that, Ah Jue, listen to me..."
Perhaps because Zhan Bei Jue was wealthy, Jiang Zhen Jun was as humble as a dog in front of him.
To think that this sort of person was her own father, Jiang Nanfang felt like throwing up.
Naturally, Zhan Bei Jue disliked seeing it too.
He interrupted him unceremoniously, "No need to explain to me. Your business has nothing to do with me, but her business does."
Seeing their demeanor, and hearing Zhan Bei Jue's protective words, Jiang Zhen Jun's face turned even paler.
"Nanfang, you and Ah Jue... what's going on? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Tell you earlier? For the sake of the Zhan family's wealth, you wouldn't have laid a hand on me today, right? You're just a mercenary opportunist."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Daddy was just impulsive. If you hadn't started hitting and smashing as soon as you came back, would I have been so impulsive?"
"Alright, alright, it's my fault, it's Daddy's fault. I'm sorry, Daddy apologizes to you..."
He could still manage a fake smile in this situation.
Jiang Nanfang disgustedly pushed away his outstretched hand of reconciliation. "Get lost. We've severed ties. From now on, you are you, and I am me."
"I, Jiang Nanfang, emerged from a rock; I don't have a father like you. Give me my mother's things, and I never want to see you again!"
Jiang Zhen Jun clung on stubbornly, "Let's talk properly. It was indeed Daddy's fault for acting out just now, but how can blood ties be severed so easily?"
Jiang Nanfang turned her face away, her forehead resting against Zhan Bei Jue's chest.
Sensing that she didn't want to say another word to Jiang Zhen Jun, Zhan Bei Jue spoke for her.
"I think he has made himself clear. Mr. Jiang, there's no need to say more. Give her what she wants. From now on, let's mind our own business."
"Ah Jue, you can't say that. We are father and daughter after all..."
Zhan Bei Jue shot him a sidelong glance, "You're father and daughter? Didn't you say the thing you regretted most in this life was giving birth to her?"
"That was just angry talk, I was so frustrated by the child that I acted impulsively. How can you take that seriously?"
No matter what, he was always in the right. It was useless to argue with such a shameless person.
Zhan Bei Jue quickly lost patience, "I don't have time to waste here with you. Give it or not. You have three seconds to give me an answer."
"Ah Jue..."
"You don't want to give it? Fine. Tomorrow, I'll have the lawyers from the legal department come to your place."
Jiang Zhen Jun's legs went weak with fright, and he hastily pleaded, "Don't do this, don't do this, Ah Jue. The reason I sold the house was because I was in financial trouble..."
"If you're in trouble, you can sell things under your own name. Why sell someone else's, and even burial plots? Even saying it contaminates my mouth."
"..."
"Enough nonsense. I'll give you one last chance. Are you going to take the things out for her or not?"
"Ah Jue..."
He won't give up until he hits the Yellow River, he won't shed tears until he sees the coffin.
Zhan Bei Jue, with Jiang Nanfang in his arms, turned around, "Let's go. We'll have the lawyers talk to him tomorrow."
Jiang Xingchen's driving wasn't as good as Ah Zhong's. As soon as he parked the car and entered, he saw the chaotic state of the house and recognized the people they had met at the amusement park now in the house.
What was going on?
"Dad, Mom..."
Zhan Bei Jue didn't even spare him an extra glance, holding Jiang Nanfang and walking right past him.
Back in the car, the two children, worried about Jiang Nanfang being injured, insisted on checking her all over.
While checking, they gently blew on her wounds.
"Mommy, does it hurt here?"
"No."
"What about here? It's all bruised."
"It doesn't hurt here either."
"What about your legs?"
"Hiss... it doesn't hurt."
Zhan Bei Jue leaned back in his seat, his eyes closed. Hearing her slight gasp, he scoffed.
"You rely on your little bit of martial arts knowledge and get into fights everywhere. You deserve to be taught a lesson."
Jiang Nanfang: "...How did you know I learned martial arts?"
The two children carefully massaged her legs. Rui Rui explained.
"Because Daddy also learned martial arts. Great-Grandpa told me that Daddy practiced martial arts to strengthen his body when he was young, and he even won three youth martial arts championships."
Ge Er added flirtatiously, "Yes. Daddy looked incredibly handsome when he practiced martial arts. I loved watching Daddy practice martial arts the most."
"?" And there was something like that? Jiang Nanfang, as his wife of three years, truly didn't know.
Regardless, he had come forward to speak for her today and helped her save face. She owed him a favor.
Jiang Nanfang looked at him seriously, wanting to say thank you.
Zhan Bei Jue seemed to have eyes on the outside of his eyelids. "Don't look at me like that. I didn't come for you, I'm not that noble."
"..."
"Once this matter is resolved, the favor I owed Auntie back then will be repaid. Jiang Nanfang, from now on, we are completely even."