After speaking, Zhan Beijue dragged Jiang Nanfang all the way downstairs.
At the mall entrance, they let go of each other's hands.
Zhan Beijue, with a cold face, warned her, "I know what you're thinking."
"To shake my illustrious image with your petty tricks? That's too naive."
"Take this chance while I'm too lazy to bother with you and stop now. Otherwise, if you really anger me, you won't have a single good day."
After speaking, Ah Zhong arrived in a car to pick him up. He told Jiang Nanfang to get in the car.
"Let's go, let him take you back. Don't appear before me again if there's nothing important. If you play any more tricks next time, I won't be as lenient as I am today."
Jiang Nanfang completely ignored his warning, even satisfied with his current reaction.
Without the child, she had no weaknesses and no longer had to be hesitant in her actions.
As long as it made him unhappy, she felt incredibly pleased.
"Who wants to ride in your car? Didn't you say you wanted me to stay away from you? Let's draw a clear line now."
"Go your way, and don't talk to me anymore. Whoever speaks to me first from now on is a pig."
After saying that, she grabbed her bags and walked proudly towards the roadside in front of the mall.
In broad daylight, with a belly full of schemes, no one could harm her.
Zhan Beijue was running out of time and couldn't bother with her anymore. He left with Ah Zhong.
During rush hour, taxis were one after another, but each one was occupied.
Jiang Nanfang, carrying a pile of things, waited by the roadside for five full minutes, but no car stopped for her.
After thinking about it, returning so early alone was boring. Just as she was about to go to the other side of the road to grab a casual dinner, the persistently haunting Mrs. Zhan appeared behind her.
She was in a gleaming Bentley with two other ladies.
Seeing her standing alone by the roadside, Mrs. Zhan immediately called for the car to stop and got out.
"Jiang Nanfang!"
"You bitch! Weren't you clinging to my son, wanting to warm his bed? Why are you alone now?"
"You uncultured thing! I've never seen anyone as shameless as you! You've been divorced for so long, yet you act like you've never seen a man and are still clinging to my son. Why don't you just die?"
"Let me tell you! As long as I'm here, you'll always be just a bed-warmer! My son will dump you whenever I tell him to! You're not qualified to destroy our mother-son relationship!"
Her eyebrows were finely drawn, her face painted snow-white, and her lips a vibrant red.
Despite being well-maintained, she still looked like a sharp and spiteful old woman.
Jiang Nanfang vividly remembered everything Mrs. Zhan had done and said on the day Tian Tian had her accident.
She looked at her disdainfully, "Don't provoke me, Zhou Wanjun."
"I didn't want to have anything to do with your son. It was only to make you unhappy that I deliberately clung to him."
"What good does it do that you're so close to your son? Can you eat with him, drink with him, play with him, or sleep with him?"
"For this reason alone, you will never win against me. I've let him go today, but if you continue to provoke me, I'll go find him again later."
"I'll sleep with him twenty times a day, see what you can do about me!"
"You!"
In broad daylight, in front of so many people, how could this woman be so shameless?
Mrs. Zhan gnashed her teeth in anger, took a step forward, and raised her arm to slap her.
"The more I call you shameless, the more shameless you become, reaching the peak of impudence! Since you were born without a mother to teach you, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your mother today!"
Jiang Nanfang grabbed her arm and sneered.
"You were born and raised by your mother, yet you're still a shrew?"
"You think you can hit me with your kind of trash? You're asking for death!"
"I spared you in front of your son just now, so I didn't act. If you're not afraid of embarrassing yourself in front of your friends, I don't mind adding some blush to your face!"
"You... you bitch! I haven't settled the score for hitting me last time, and you want to hit me again today?"
Jiang Nanfang hadn't intended to act, but hearing her say that, she simply slapped her.
"Slap!"
Mrs. Zhan took a solid slap from her again.
"Yes, I hit you, so what? Who told you to disrespect your elders and go after my daughter first?"
"It's already good that I didn't make you pay with your life for my daughter. You dare to speak so presumptuously, I won't always indulge you!"
The two ladies in the car were stunned.
Being slapped in front of so many people, Mrs. Zhan lost all face.
She lunged forward like a madwoman to fight her.
"I'll kill you! I won't let you go! You bitch, how dare you hit me? Just you wait!"
"I'll call someone to ruin your foxy face right now! If I don't beat you to death, if I don't extinguish your vixen's arrogance, I, Zhou Wanjun, swear I'm not human!"
Jiang Nanfang grabbed her arm again and shoved her back forcefully.
"Anyway, I'm shameless and not afraid of losing face. If you really want to make a scene today, I'll accompany you to your heart's content."
"Come on! Call someone! The bigger the scene, the better!"
"If it gets big, maybe I'll become famous. Being an internet celebrity is so profitable now. I wish you'd promote me, hurry up and call someone!"
"You!"
Seeing that Mrs. Zhan was no match for the younger woman, being hit and angered by her, she was almost unable to cope. One lady got out to pull Mrs. Zhan back into the car.
"A person like her, who has no shame and is willing to do anything, why are you arguing with her?"
"Don't say anything more. If people see this, it's also an embarrassment to A Jue. Ignore her. After a while, when A Jue gets tired of her, she naturally won't be so arrogant."
"Let's go, let's get in the car. It's not worth getting yourself upset."
Mrs. Zhan was still unwilling and wanted to call someone.
Another lady also got out to persuade her.
"We can't deal with a shameless woman like this head-on. No one in the world can beat her in terms of thick skin."
"Listen to me, get in the car. We'll make plans and use strategy."
"With so many sisters here, are you afraid we can't think of a way to deal with her? Don't let a moment's anger get the better of you."
"Get in the car, get in the car. We'll spare her life today. We'll make her pay back tenfold or a hundredfold later."
Mrs. Zhan finally, though unwillingly, got into the car with them.
Before leaving, as the car passed by Jiang Nanfang, Mrs. Zhan was still shouting through the car window.
"You wait for me, Jiang Nanfang! If you have the guts, don't leave Nancheng! There will be a day when you'll kneel and beg me for mercy!"
"Pfft. You? What are you?"
Jiang Nanfang retorted disdainfully.
She had burned, fought, and cursed today.
Seeing the old woman so angry, Jiang Nanfang finally vented half of her anger.
She went to have a nice Japanese meal. Around six in the evening, she took a taxi back to the hotel.
Unexpectedly, as she entered the hotel lobby carrying a pile of things, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around her neck.
Instinctively thinking that Mrs. Zhan had sent someone to fight her, Jiang Nanfang dropped her bags, grabbed the person's arm, and executed a swift shoulder throw, "Bang!"
The person was thrown to the ground.
Then, with a quick turn, she bent her knees and brought them down, pressing her knee heavily onto the person's chest.