"Song family?" the old lady asked, confused. "What's going on? How did you get involved with the Song family?"
Was this what Yan Li called settling accounts?
Jiang Ziyu sneered inwardly and calmly replied, "Grandmother, do you know the Song family's grandson?"
The old lady looked bewildered.
"When I went to pick up Qianqian today, the Song family's grandson was leading a group of boys bullying Qianqian. They peed on her, threw trash at her, and even cut her hair. Now that I am Qianqian's mother, no matter how high their status, I will do my utmost to protect her and not let her suffer any grievance."
Thinking of the afternoon's events, Jiang Ziyu's anger surged.
The old lady looked at Qianqian's cut hair and the scratches on her arm, feeling both guilty and annoyed. "This is outrageous! The Song family has gone too far, encroaching upon us Di family members."
Di Dongsheng had intended to use this opportunity to obstruct Di Mingjue's entry into the company, but it seemed it would be in vain again.
He changed his attitude and, feigning anger, guaranteed, "Brother Mingjue, don't worry. Qianqian is a child of our Di family. Since the Song family was in the wrong first, I will find another way to resolve the matter with the land bureau."
"There's no need to trouble you, third brother. I will naturally protect my daughter. As for you, you should spend more time minding your wife," Di Mingjue said, standing up from his wheelchair.
The darkness before his eyes made even walking difficult. Seeing this, Jiang Ziyu proactively moved to his side and gently pushed him back into the wheelchair.
Everyone's intense gaze fell upon Zhao Yanxia.
"What's wrong with me? It's you, cousin, trying to instigate discord between my husband and me right after waking up!" As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.
Di Mingjue did not want to waste words with her.
The weeping sounds in his ears gave Di Dongsheng a headache. He irritably snapped, "Enough! Are you not ashamed?"
"Dongsheng!" Zhao Yanxia called out tenderly.
"Go back to your room. Don't make me repeat myself!"
With her only support not on her side, Zhao Yanxia dared not make a fuss. She could only leave, feeling wronged and ashamed.
...
Bedroom.
"For the next few days, it's best you stay in your room and don't go anywhere. I will give you acupuncture treatments on time every day to help your eyes recover their sight as soon as possible. If not for me, you should at least think of Qianqian." Jiang Ziyu calmly took out her needle bag.
Sharp pain spread across her scalp.
In the quiet room, apart from gentle breathing, there was the sound of raindrops falling on the window.
"It's raining," Jiang Ziyu looked up at the window.
The damp and cold weather was not suitable for Di Mingjue at the moment. Jiang Ziyu took a blanket to cover him, but Di Mingjue directly threw it off.
Jiang Ziyu rubbed her temples helplessly, took a deep breath, and strode in front of Di Mingjue.
"Even children are more obedient than you."
Jiang Ziyu picked up the blanket, intending to cover Di Mingjue again, but she slipped and fell into the man's broad embrace.
Smack!
A warm and soft kiss landed on Di Mingjue's face.
Di Mingjue felt the warmth and moisture on his face and immediately raised an eyebrow.
"What, you want to force yourself on me again?"
Whoosh!
The scene in the bathroom that night flashed in her mind, and Jiang Ziyu's cheeks turned red. "You, you shut up!"
"I refuse to shut up. What can you do to me?" Di Mingjue leaned in, his chest touching Jiang Ziyu's shoulder.
His defiant attitude made Jiang Ziyu grind her teeth in annoyance.
Jiang Ziyu rubbed her hands together, pretending to swat a bug.
"Slap!"
A palm landed squarely on Di Mingjue's face.
This woman truly had guts!
It was the first time a woman had dared to lay a hand on him!
Di Mingjue pulled Jiang Ziyu into his arms and, by feel, accurately pinched her chin.
"Mmm..."
The man's cool lips fiercely captured hers, invasively entering, their lips and tongues entwining...
Jiang Ziyu struggled against him, her body pressing closer, the sweet and fragrant scent flooding her senses. The man's body began to change, bit by bit...
A large and hard object pressed against Jiang Ziyu. She was too familiar with this jarring object, and timidity and unease followed.