The sunglasses were suddenly useless, his face smeared with cream, beer dripping from his clothes.
The man erupted in fury, ripping off his sunglasses and hat, throwing them to the ground. He lunged forward, grabbing Jiang Nanfang by the collar.
Their eyes met, faces mere centimeters apart.
Expecting a fight to break out, the two children instinctively moved to intervene but were held back by Zhan Beijue.
They stared at each other, and stared, for a full half-minute, before the man released her, taking half a step back.
"You're Jiang Nanfang? Your face? You had plastic surgery? You're not dead? You're back? When did you get back?"
Jiang Nanfang hadn't expected to reunite with her stepbrother, Jiang Xingchen, after six years, especially in such circumstances.
Seeing his attire, she had thought he was some idiotic rich kid.
Turns out he was from her own family.
He was still young a few years ago, so being foolish was understandable. But after so many years, he had only aged, not matured.
Finding such a peculiar girlfriend suggested he wasn't doing very well himself.
"Who told you I was dead?"
Jiang Nanfang tidied her clothes. "I originally intended to teach her a lesson, but since she's your girlfriend, I'll let it slide. I can't be bothered with you, you should leave."
Without any further emotion, she turned to leave.
Jiang Xingchen grabbed her hand. "Trying to leave? Not so easy. Jiang Nanfang, since you're not dead, why haven't you contacted the family for so many years?"
"You disappeared without a trace back then, do you know how much misfortune fell upon the family because of it? Come with me to see Dad. I'm sure he'll be very surprised to see you."
Jiang Nanfang knew what he meant.
Her divorce from Zhan Beijue back then had caused collateral damage, inevitably harming the Jiang family's interests.
They had thought she was dead, so they had to endure it. Now that they knew she was alive, they wanted to reclaim what they had lost from her.
However, the current Jiang Nanfang was no longer the young girl who could be bullied, scolded, and manipulated as they pleased.
She would be foolish to go back and apologize, letting them continue to exploit her.
Therefore, after Jiang Xingchen finished speaking, she let out a cold laugh.
"Dream on. I have nothing to do with the Jiang family anymore. The current Jiang Nanfang is not the Jiang Nanfang of the past. Please be polite to me. If you speak to me in that tone again, I worry I won't be polite next time I see you."
With that, she turned again and called out to her companions, "Let's go."
Behind her were two men with two children, all exuding an extraordinary aura, actually accompanying her?
Jiang Nanfang hesitated, then took a step forward, wanting to argue with him further.
Jiang Nanfang suddenly turned, grabbed his arm, and deftly twisted it behind his back, pinning his arm.
"Jiang Xingchen, you're no match for me now. If you don't want your arm, keep coming, and I guarantee I won't kill you."
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, let go!"
Damn woman, where did she get so much strength?
Jiang Nanfang gripped his arm and shoved him forward forcefully.
"Stay away from me. I don't want to see you again, get lost."
Jiang Xingchen dared not pursue her further, watching as she walked away with the group.
His girlfriend, displeased, bellowed, "You know her? Such a big man can't even beat a woman, how useless! Get away from me, stay away!"
Jiang Xingchen said aggrievedly, "This damned woman isn't just rough, she's incredibly strong. Don't think she's easy to deal with…"
"Don't tell me so much, useless is useless. I can't be bothered with you, don't follow me!"
"Qianqian, don't be angry, let me explain…"