Zhan Bei Jue's handsome face instantly darkened. He frowned and looked at him, "Lu Ming Zhe, how dare you bring this ghostly thing to pollute my eyes so early in the morning?"
Lu Ming Zhe could guess his reaction and explained with an awkward smile, "It's just that all legitimate methods have been exhausted, and you haven't shown any improvement. I'm worried for you."
"The things left by our ancestors might have their own merits. Trying them won't cost us anything. Perhaps..."
Zhan Bei Jue pushed his hand away, "No need."
"Old Zhan! This is the genuine article! A rare find! I spent a great deal of effort and money to get it from someone else for you!"
Zhan Bei Jue sneered, took off his suit jacket, and threw it onto Lu Ming Zhe's head. He then walked to the back of his desk.
With his long legs propped on the desk and leaning back in the sofa chair, he said calmly and confidently.
"If you like looking at it, keep it. I don't need it. To be honest, Lu Ming Zhe, I'm not sick. Even if I was, I'm cured now."
"Ah?"
Lu Ming Zhe was shocked and ran two steps in front of him.
"Damn, what happened? Did you recover without medicine, or did you find a more skilled doctor than me? Tell me about it quickly!"
Zhan Bei Jue had no intention of sharing his private matters with others. He looked at Lu Ming Zhe indifferently.
"Anyway, I'm better. I won't need you anymore. You don't need to know the specifics."
"Tell me, what exactly happened, so I can learn something new..." Lu Ming Zhe insisted.
Finally, as if he had discovered a new continent, his eyes widened, "Old Zhan, your complexion is off today. You're radiant! Last night... it happened? Are you truly desensitized? Who did you meet? Who cured you? You must tell me!"
Zhan Bei Jue gave him a cold glance.
Lu Ming Zhe could only retract his arm. "Alright, alright, you're amazing. Once the bridge is crossed, the bridge is burned. Now that you're better, you don't need me. Fine, I'm leaving."
He pretended to turn and walk out. Zhan Bei Jue called him back, "Wait a moment."
"?"
"I seem to only be able to with her. Tell me, is this considered completely cured?"
"...Don't tell me it's your ex-wife. Besides her, you haven't touched anyone else. The trauma was all left by her. You've forgotten the pain after the wound has healed?"
Zhan Bei Jue tilted his head back, leaning against the sofa chair, and closed his eyes with an unreadable expression. "This woman... I don't know what's going on with her."
Lu Ming Zhe understood Zhan Bei Jue. Seeing him like this, he knew he was genuinely troubled and not in the mood for jokes. He immediately became serious.
"Don't worry. It's simple to know if you're truly cured. Just find a random woman to test it."
"..."
"I don't mean anything else, just that you find it uncomfortable to even talk to women other than her, right? Try talking to someone randomly."
It wasn't an unworkable method.
Anyway, his mind was a mess today, and he had no interest in work. Furthermore, he hadn't gotten over the anger of Zhou Jin Bei's scheming. Zhan Bei Jue opened his eyes again. "Come out with me."
"Where to?"
"To find someone, for an experiment."
After venting her anger, Jiang Nan Fang had no car to pick her up and had to walk back.
This villa district was so large, and the residents were all wealthy and powerful, with no need for taxis. How long would it take her to walk out?
Zhou Jin Xiu didn't expect to run into Jiang Nan Fang again. The woman who had spoken to him so arrogantly just now was now walking pitifully alone by the roadside, facing the sun.
"Beep!"
Zhou Jin Xiu honked his horn, rolled down the window, and slowly drove his car to her side.
"Miss, why are you walking alone? Where's your car? Do you need a ride?"
Jiang Nan Fang heard the sound, turned her head, and saw Zhou Jin Xiu's smirking face. Knowing he had no good intentions, she replied indifferently.
"No thank you, someone is picking me up, they'll be here soon. Thank you."
"Don't be polite with me. We've known each other, after all. A ride is nothing."
As he spoke, Zhou Jin Xiu saw that there was no one around, stopped his car, got out, and pulled her.
"Let's go, get in, don't be shy."
To be honest, Zhou Jin Xiu was quite good-looking.
As a rich second-generation, his attire and style were fashionable and tasteful. With luxury watches and cars, if he just stood there based on his appearance, physique, and vehicle, he would surely charm many girls.
It was a shame that such a good-looking man had a mouth.
All show, no substance, a good-for-nothing.
Jiang Nan Fang quickly took two steps back, avoiding his outstretched hand. "I said no, sir, we are not familiar with each other. Please respect yourself."
Zhou Jin Xiu had just lost a million yuan because of her, so it was no wonder he didn't find her pleasing.
Seeing that she was unappreciative, he immediately sneered.
"Oh, now we're not familiar? Weren't you the one who called me and came to my door asking for money just now?"
"..."
"Let's go, we can talk in the car. I'm not stingy, don't worry, if I really fall for you, you should be happy about it."
Jiang Nan Fang hated men who thought they were great just because they had money. She glanced at him with a half-smile and said, "Is that so? Mr. Zhou, how much money do you have? If you like me, will you pay whatever I ask?"
Zhou Jin Xiu was almost leaning into her. "That depends on your performance. If you perform well, I wouldn't mind giving you my life."
"Is that so? I love taking lives the most. It seems I need to perform well."
Jiang Nan Fang smiled, grabbed his arm, and suddenly, her foot swept to the inside of his left foot. With a burst of strength, she executed a perfect over-the-shoulder throw, lifting the tall and strong Zhou Jin Xiu and slamming him to the ground.
"Don't move!"
Zhou Jin Xiu lay on the ground, with her leg pressing on him and one hand on his neck.
"How was it? Was my performance great? Do you like it?"
"You!"
Zhou Jin Xiu didn't expect to encounter a martial artist. He craned his neck, afraid to move. "Are you crazy? What do you do?"
Dan Guo was not as peaceful as the domestic country. After giving birth, Jiang Nan Fang, to prevent her and her motherless children from being bullied, specially went to Chinatown to find a master and learned martial arts for six years.
What was grappling, fighting, Tai Chi, or Judo, all of it was a piece of cake for her. At the annual martial arts competition in Chinatown, she was a three-time champion.
"I roam the jianghu and uphold justice."
Seeing that he was scared, she pressed down on his throat again. "I hate idiots like you who don't know their place just because they have money. Tell me, do you dare to boast and bully women casually in the future?"
Zhou Jin Xiu was about to say something when his gaze shifted, and he saw someone behind Jiang Nan Fang. "Second Brother!"
Someone was here? Jiang Nan Fang subconsciously wanted to turn her head to look, but was grabbed by the collar first.
She released Zhou Jin Xiu, retaliated with an iron fist, and with a bang, her wrist was caught.
Their eyes met, "Zhan Bei Jue?"