She was here.
Hadn't she learned her lesson after just getting out? Now she was back to provoke me?
"Call the police. Say someone intentionally inflicted bodily harm and disturbed public order. Arrest her."
Xu Yanchuan was furious.
He was scolded all the way back by his mother, and upon entering the house, she was already yelling that he had to move back home starting tomorrow, that he was never allowed to make friends outside again, and that she'd break his legs.
With a belly full of rage, he returned to his room and his first action was to call Gong Beibei.
Gong Beibei, having done what she did yesterday and failing to pick him up today, felt incredibly guilty.
Her tone was exceptionally soft when she answered the phone.
Xu Yanchuan asked her what happened yesterday, and Gong Beibei played dumb.
"I don't know. You were drunk yesterday, and I was drunk too. I put you on the bed. After Ah Jue came to pick me up, I left. I don't know what happened."
No wonder Zhan Beijue had appeared at his studio; it turned out Gong Beibei had asked him to go.
Could it be that Zhan Beijue had set him up yesterday?
But he and Zhan Beijue had no enmity...
"You know Jiang Nanfang, right? Do you know if Zhan Beijue has any grudges with her?"
Gong Beibei certainly knew.
But she had to pretend ignorance now.
"I don't know Jiang Nanfang well. And you know Ah Jue's temper, if he doesn't want to talk about something, I don't dare to ask."
"A Chuan, I'm so sorry. I've been busy with engagement matters these past two days and couldn't go out. If I had known it would turn out like this, I absolutely should have picked you up this morning."
Xu Yanchuan was stunned. "Engagement? What engagement? Engagement with whom? You're getting engaged?"
"Didn't you see the news?"
Gong Beibei said happily, with a touch of innocent manipulation, "Ah Jue and I are getting engaged."
"It's all Aunt Zhou's idea. She arranged everything. It's already been announced to the media and made headlines."
Damn it.
Hearing this, Xu Yanchuan got even angrier.
They were about to get married, and yet they still harbored ill will towards another woman, resorting to such disgusting tactics to deal with people.
Disgusting!
Xu Yanchuan couldn't bring himself to offer congratulations.
He hung up the phone irritably.
The police arrived soon.
Jiang Nanfang had beaten up several bodyguards until they were bruised and swollen, and one had a dislocated arm. The situation was very serious.
"Give us a reasonable explanation, otherwise, according to the Public Security Administration Punishments Act, you'll be detained for at least 15 days."
People say that a day as husband and wife builds a hundred days of affection.
Zhan Beijue, however, after their divorce, had repeatedly pushed her into a corner.
She had just gotten out this morning, and now another 15 days?
Jiang Nanfang thought desolately: It's enough to lock me up for a lifetime. Otherwise, when I get out, I'll fight you to the death!
Seeing her defiant attitude, unrepentant, and unwilling to utter a single apology, the staff directly took her back to the station and locked her up.
Seeing Jiang Nanfang's poor spirits, Zhou Jinxiu, worried something might happen to her, called her during dinner to ask her out for a meal.
He called once, no answer. He called again, still no answer.
He wanted to go look for her but didn't know which hotel she was staying at.
Thinking she might not have slept well, he decided to call again tomorrow.
However, when he woke up the next day and called again, her phone was turned off.
"What the heck. This woman, could it be that Zhan Beijue messed with her, and she couldn't cope, so something happened?"
Besides Zhan Beijue, they had no mutual friends, and now her phone was unreachable...
But fortunately, there was still Xu Yanchuan.
When Xu Yanchuan received Zhou Jinxiu's call, he was somewhat surprised.
He was still scolding him at the police station yesterday, and now he was calling him today? Was he seeking death?
Xu Yanchuan's tone was unfriendly, and Zhou Jinxiu wasn't much better.
"I didn't come specifically for you, and I have nothing to say to you. I just wanted to ask if you know which hotel Jiang Nanfang is staying at?"
"I haven't been able to reach her since yesterday, and I'm worried something might have happened to her."
Only then did Xu Yanchuan remember to worry about Jiang Nanfang.
He, a man, was so angry about what happened, how much more might a woman be if her reputation was damaged? She might be so upset she'd fall ill!
Fortunately, he had sent her back to her hotel.
Xu Yanchuan quickly got out of bed. "I'll send you the address. We'll search separately."
Both of them went to the hotel.
However, upon asking at the front desk, they were told she had already checked out.
She had checked out yesterday morning.
The two men were suddenly dumbfounded.
Could it be that she was so angered by Zhan Beijue that she directly left Nancheng?
"She just signed a contract with me as a screenwriter, and the movie is counting on her. Is she really so irresponsible to just abandon us and leave?"
Xu Yanchuan was anxious.
"I need to go find Zhan Beijue and ask him clearly. What kind of capability is it to bicker with a woman and push her to a dead end!"
Jiang Nanfang was processed for 15 days.
Upon hearing this result, Zhan Beijue's mood worsened today. He had no motivation for work at all.
Uncharacteristically, for the first time during working hours, he went to the gym behind his office and punched the sandbag for an hour.
His stamina was exhausted, and he was drenched in sweat, but it was useless; his mind couldn't stop wandering.
He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scorching sun outside, reminiscing about Bali.
While he was troubled, A Zhong came in to report.
"Mr. Zhan, Mr. Xu Yanchuan wants to see you. Do you have time?"
Xu Yanchuan?
Why was he coming to see him at this hour?
It must be about Jiang Nanfang.
Heh, after her incident, her lover comes knocking right after.
This woman. It's truly not his place to sympathize with her.
Zhan Beijue wiped the sweat from his neck with a towel and turned back to the sofa area.
"Let him in."
Soon, Xu Yanchuan entered.
Seeing Zhan Beijue's bare, muscular arms early in the morning, looking like he had just finished a sweaty workout, Xu Yanchuan only felt disgusted.
"Zhan Beijue, it's early in the morning, and you're really in a good mood."
Zhan Beijue picked up his teacup and took a sip.
"Speak your mind, spit it out quickly. I believe you didn't come all this way just to praise me."
"You're here for Jiang Nanfang, aren't you? Tell me, what happened to her?"
Xu Yanchuan: "Still playing coy with me? Did you do something to make Jiang Nanfang disappear?"
"What's your relationship with her? What has she done to offend you that you keep pushing her?"
Zhan Beijue was amused by his demeanor.
Coming to his company to stand up for his ex-wife?
Are all the women in Nancheng dead, and everyone has to revolve around her?
"I wanted to ask you the same thing. What's your relationship with her?"
"Do you like Jiang Nanfang?"
Xu Yanchuan looked at his casual demeanor.
"Whether I like her or not is none of your business. Aren't you getting married to Gong Beibei? Why are you still bothering with other people's private affairs?"
"I'm asking you where Jiang Nanfang is, please answer my question!"
"I'm not Jiang Nanfang's GPS, nor am I your private detective. I have no obligation to answer your questions."
Zhan Beijue said calmly, "If you're just here to ask where she is, I'm afraid I can't disclose that. You can leave."
Xu Yanchuan didn't leave.
"How could you not know? You definitely know! Stop fooling me! I just signed a contract with her, and the new movie still needs her script! Zhan Beijue, you must tell me where she is!"
What?
Jiang Nanfang, an electrical engineer, could draw comics and also write scripts?
Zhan Beijue smiled disdainfully.
"If you have too much money burning a hole in your pocket and nowhere to spend it, you can donate some to poverty-stricken areas. There's no need to waste it like this."
"Xu Yanchuan, asking Jiang Nanfang to write a script for your movie, aren't you afraid of making a fool of yourself?"