Today marks the third anniversary of Jiang Nanfang’s marriage to Zhan Beijue.
She made up her mind!
She would tear off the disguise that made her face ugly, and turn tonight into their long-delayed wedding night…
After half a day of meticulous preparation, Zhan Beijue finally entered the room.
His sharp suit trousers and crisp white shirt hugged his tall frame, his black hair as thick as ink.
His young, handsome features were sharp and three-dimensional, his striking handsomeness exuding a wild, cold aura.
Jiang Nanfang looked at the man she had secretly admired for years, and just as she was about to offer a gentle smile, he suddenly handed her a divorce agreement.
“Let’s divorce.”
Thinking of the scandalous rumors that had been circulating in the past few days, Jiang Nanfang’s heart skipped a beat. “Why? Do you have someone else?”
Zhan Beijue didn’t answer, averting his gaze, his voice cool. “I’ve already signed. Take a good look.”
“Fifty million yuan plus two properties in Palm Bay as compensation for your three years of youth. If you feel it’s not enough, you can ask for more.”
With such thorough preparation, it seemed he had planned this long ago.
Looking at his expressionless face and hearing his heartless words, Jiang Nanfang felt as if she had been pierced by a thousand arrows.
They had been betrothed since childhood, and she had always believed that he would eventually fall in love with her. But the result…
Unwillingness, humiliation, and anger surged into her heart.
She gritted her teeth, thinking: she had secretly admired him for so many years, and he hadn’t even touched a finger of hers.
To just hand him over like this, to watch him dote on another woman, to see them together?
That would be too pathetic, too easy for him, too easy for that woman!
Fine. If you don’t love me, you don’t love me. Divorce is fine.
But I’ll make you sick of it before I leave!
“We divorce tonight?”
“Sign now. You can move out tomorrow.”
Ha, he felt quite humane?
“Okay, since you said I can ask for anything, I’ll add one more condition.”
Zhan Beijue lifted his eyelids and glanced coldly at the hideous, centipede-like scar that occupied her entire left cheek.
“Speak.”
“Have a drink with me.”
“?”
“Let’s part amicably. Consider it a farewell toast.”
An hour later.
Facing Zhan Beijue’s enraged gaze, which seemed to wish to flay her alive, Jiang Nanfang tidied herself up, removed the mask that had clung to her left cheek for over a decade, and revealed her true face.
“Zhan Beijue, remember this. The reason we’re divorcing today is not because I’m not good enough for you and you’re dumping me.”
“It’s because you, as a man, are incapable, and I can’t stand you, so I’m actively dumping you.”
“Go be with whoever you want. I don’t care!”
“Farewell, useless man!”
With that, she threw down the mask, signed the papers, grabbed her car keys, and without taking anything else, turned and rushed downstairs…
Zhan Beijue, unable to move, lay on the sofa, listening to the sound of the car starting, his teeth gnashing with anger.
You, Jiang Nanfang! How dare you! You dared to plot against me!
Not only did you plot against me, but you’ve been deliberately wearing a mask and pretending to be ugly to deceive me all these years!
Not only did you deceive me, but you shamelessly broke what I had maintained for so many years…
If you can hide on the moon, I’ll chase you to the ends of the earth, and you will pay for today’s actions!
———
Eight months later, in a private obstetrics and gynecology hospital in Nancheng, Jiang Nanfang weakly woke up.
Just as she was about to peek at the hard-won child she had given birth to, her best friend Tang Xueying’s doctor uncle, Tang Yuanshan, rushed in with a panicked expression.
“Quick! Zhan Beijue’s people have found us! A large group! I’ll try my best to stall them. Xueying, take Nanfang and leave through the back door quickly. It’ll be too late if you delay any longer, hurry!”
Due to the large fetus and placental abruption, the premature twins were born before full term.
Jiang Nanfang had only undergone a cesarean section less than five hours ago, and her body was still extremely weak.
But to prevent her children from falling into Zhan Beijue’s clutches the moment they were born, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and get out of bed.
Her uncle arranged a car to take them to the pier. On the way, Jiang Nanfang was too weak to open her eyes.
Tang Xueying placed the two babies on her lap and boldly messaged her uncle from the side.
“Everything is proceeding smoothly here. How are things on your end?”
Her uncle replied instantly: “Both have been given to Zhan Beijue.”
“I heard Jiang Nanfang intended to sell her newborn child, but I rescued them. The Zhan family immediately gave me a five-million-yuan check as a reward.”
“I must say, Xueying, you are the smartest in our family.”
Tang Xueying glanced at Jiang Nanfang, who had her eyes closed, and cautiously warned him.
“I’m leaving now. Remember not to let any word leak out.”
“She and Zhan Beijue are both exceptionally intelligent people. It took me a lot of effort just to conceal the fact that she was pregnant with quadruplets. Don’t contact me anymore unless it’s necessary.”
———
Six years later.
In the grand lobby of the Senlai Castle Hotel, two rows of uniformed bodyguards with sunglasses stood ramrod straight, hands clasped behind their backs.
Zhan Beijue stepped out of his luxury car and was welcomed in by his assistant, walking expressionlessly through the center of the crowd.
“How much longer until it starts?”
“Two minutes.”
“As per your usual requirements, a two-minute speech, five minutes of interaction, and we leave precisely ten minutes from now.”
“Where are the young master and young lady?”
“They’re playing in the lounge next to the banquet hall. Brother Acheng is guarding the entrance.”
They spoke as they walked, quickly reaching the elevator doors.
The elevator doors had been opened in advance. Zhan Beijue walked in, turned, and faced the lobby.
The assistant pressed the close door button, and the doors slowly slid shut.
In the lounge, Zhan Jingge watched his father’s every move, already prepared.
“Brother, he just entered the elevator. I’m ready. When will Mom get here?”
Zhan Jingrui, with his back to her, was operating another handheld computer.
“She’s already in the lobby, arriving soon. I’ll count to three. Listen to my command… One, two, three!”
“Ding!”
A beam of light flashed in front of him, and the elevator doors that had just closed inexplicably opened again.
Zhan Beijue’s eyes were momentarily blinded, and he frowned in annoyance. The assistant, thinking he hadn’t pressed the elevator properly, quickly reached out to press the close door button again.
But before his hand could even touch the button—
“Wait a moment!” accompanied by the rapid footsteps of high heels on the floor, a young woman sprinted from the front of the lobby, dashing in front of the two of them.
“Excuse me, thank you, thank you!”
Jiang Nanfang stepped in, stood upright, tidied her hair, pressed the close button, and then turned to ask the two gentlemen who had waited for her for two seconds.
“Which floor are you two going to?”
I’ll press the floor for you.
However, it was better not to turn around, but the moment she did, she froze instantly.