Zhan Bei Jue was disappointed by her lack of remorse.
"I don't want to say anything unpleasant, let's just leave it at this and not talk about it anymore. You should leave quickly."
Seeing her son repeatedly telling her to leave, Mrs. Zhan became angry again.
"It seems you've never given up on that vixen, you're still drinking her intoxicating potion."
"If that's the case, why did you hide the children all that time and then pretend to tell me that you..."
How did we even get onto this topic?
Zhan Bei Jue's expression darkened, and he finally got angry.
"I hope this is the last time you mention the children."
"If anyone else in this room hears about this besides you and me, don't blame me for turning ruthless."
"I have my own reasons for doing things, and I don't need you to dictate. Please leave."
"Don't force me to call someone to escort you out."
Mrs. Zhan finally understood. Zhan Bei Jue had gone mad.
For the sake of that vixen, he was willing to turn against his own mother.
"Zhan Bei Jue, you're so foolish. I'm telling you, sooner or later you'll see her true colors, and you'll regret it..."
"Even if I regret it, I won't come crying to you. Don't worry."
Mrs. Zhan trembled with anger, completely speechless.
She gave her son one last despairing glare, then turned and left the room.
Jiang Nan Fang came out after washing up in the bathroom and found only Zhan Bei Jue remaining in the room.
She continued humming happily as she walked out.
"She left? It seems you won the argument."
"I didn't expect you to argue with your mother for me. Does that mean I still have some status in your heart?"
Zhan Bei Jue was in a bad mood. Seeing her humming provocatively, he let out a cold snort.
"Don't flatter yourself. It wasn't for you. I just dislike people bossing me around, I did it for myself."
Jiang Nan Fang spoke sarcastically.
"So that's how it is. Since you and your mother both dislike me so much, there's no point in me staying here. I'll leave then."
Saying that, she went to get her clothes, preparing to change and leave.
Zhan Bei Jue glared at her through gritted teeth.
"Jiang Nan Fang, can you stop causing trouble? Are you not going to stop until you've angered me to death today?"
Jiang Nan Fang's tone was melancholic.
"You and your mother are united against me, and I'm not dead yet. What are you getting angry about?"
Zhan Bei Jue changed the subject. "Enough, stop the nonsense! I need to go to the bathroom, hurry up and help me!"
Jiang Nan Fang stood still. "Dream on."
"Your mother just scolded me so terribly, and then you expect me to help your son? Am I that shameless?"
"..." Zhan Bei Jue was speechless for two seconds. "So, what do you want now?"
"If you want me to help you, you have to tell me directly that you hate your mother, that she's the most hateful woman in the world."
"I am in this room, and she is not. From now on, wherever I am, she is not allowed to appear."
"Heh," Zhan Bei Jue was amused by her absurdity. "Don't you think you're being ridiculous?"
"Ridiculous? Then I'd better leave."
Jiang Nan Fang made a move to change her clothes and leave.
Zhan Bei Jue was truly about to be angered to death, and could only roar furiously.
"Alright, stop the nonsense! Fine, we'll do as you say, alright?"
That's more like it.
Seeing that mother and son had argued over her first thing in the morning, and that the old woman had lost, Jiang Nan Fang felt incredibly pleased.
After changing her clothes, she handed Zhan Bei Jue his cane and helped him struggle to the bathroom.
Then she asked what he wanted for breakfast.
Zhan Bei Jue's usual breakfast was Cantonese dim sum, prepared by the family's Cantonese chef, with a light taste.
But there was no Cantonese chef here, and he didn't want to waste their time together by making Jiang Nan Fang go out for breakfast.
So he thought for a moment and said, "Let's just order takeout."
Ordering takeout so early in the morning seemed unhealthy.
Jiang Nan Fang helped him lie back down.
"There's a breakfast place near the hospital. I'll go down and get you some steamed buns and white porridge. You can't eat anything greasy right now anyway."
"Then go quickly and come back quickly. I'll only give you five minutes."
What did he mean, only five minutes?
Jiang Nan Fang pouted. "What? If I don't come back within five minutes, are you going to dock my salary?"
Why is this woman so aggressive? She wants to argue at the drop of a hat.
Zhan Bei Jue had to endure it to prevent her from abandoning him.
"I'm so hungry I can't bear it. If you don't come back within five minutes, I'll die. So please hurry, okay?"
That's more like it.
Soon, Jiang Nan Fang returned with a plastic bag of steamed buns and two bowls of white porridge.
She hadn't eaten properly for days, and last night she had watched Zhan Bei Jue eat without tasting a single bite herself.
To be honest, she was suffering from hunger.
After putting the food down, she handed Zhan Bei Jue a steamed bun and took a sip of porridge while biting into her own bun.
Who knew that Zhan Bei Jue, seeing her take a big bite of the bun, her smooth little face puffed out like a hamster, found her irresistibly cute and wanted to get close to her again.
"What? Aren't you going to feed me?"
Jiang Nan Fang almost choked on her bun.
"You're not a three-year-old. Your leg is injured, not your hand. Do you really need someone to feed you?"
"If I have to do everything myself, then what am I paying you ten million for?"
Zhan Bei Jue looked at her, unmoving.
"Serving me is part of your job. Hurry up."
"Don't forget who's in charge now," Jiang Nan Fang continued stuffing buns into her own mouth.
"You want me to feed you? Should I just chew it up and spit it into your mouth?"
She said this as a casual jab, intending to mock him.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Bei Jue took her seriously.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly reached out and cupped her face, opening his mouth to bite her lips.
Fortunately, Jiang Nan Fang reacted quickly, turning her head just in time. His bite landed on her cheek.
Jiang Nan Fang was furious and swung her fist to hit his chest.
"What are you doing? Your leg is still injured, and you're still acting crazy? Do you think I won't dare to hit you?"
"Let me warn you, Zhan Bei Jue, we have no relationship anymore! If you dare to lay a hand on me again, I'll report you for molestation!"
"..."
"Don't move, sit back down, lie properly, and apologize to me!"
Life is really miserable.
He hired a nanny for ten million, and she won't even let him touch her.
Think about it, Zhan Bei Jue has lived for 30 years, when has he ever suffered such humiliation?
And she wants him to apologize? Wasn't it her who forced herself on him back then?
Seeing him frown and look defiant, Jiang Nan Fang stuffed the last bite of her bun into her mouth and clapped her hands.
"You think you've done nothing wrong, and you don't need to apologize, right?"
"Fine. Then call Ah Zhong to come here. I don't want the rest of the money, and I'm leaving now."
"Besides threatening me, what else can you do?"
"I can't do anything else, I can only threaten."
Jiang Nan Fang was completely oblivious to how emboldened she had become.
"Call Ah Zhong and tell him to come over. I'm leaving now."
Zhan Bei Jue clutched his chest in anger, feeling like he was going to die at her hands.
"You're stuffing your face with oil. Do you think I'm desperate to kiss you? I won't touch you again, alright?"