Chapter 12 Those Who Talk a Talk Should Be Punished

Just then, the aunt knocked on the door.

"Sir, Assistant Jiang is here. He said he tried calling you but no one answered."

My phone did vibrate, but Pei Jingchuan was in a bad mood and didn't have time to deal with other trivial matters.

Seeing that Pei Jingchuan didn't speak, the aunt was also confused and dared not disturb him.

After a while, Pei Jingchuan placed a kiss on Xie Nanzhi's forehead, just like a loving husband who dotes on his wife. "Your birthday is in a few days. Think about what gift you want. I'm going out for a bit."

Pei Jingchuan disappeared in a flash, and Xie Nanzhi's tense body only relaxed after she was sure he was far away.

I almost forgot that her birthday is coming up soon.

And after her birthday, that's when she'll leave.

She stared blankly at a spot, murmuring to herself, "Pei Jingchuan, I will make you remember this day forever."

Xie Nanzhi curled her lips into a disdainful smile.

Pei Jingchuan and Jiang Cheng went to the study.

Jiang Cheng noticed his somewhat dark face and slightly furrowed brows, and felt a mix of unease and anxiety.

Did you have a fight with your wife?

However, given his wife's personality, it wouldn't be easy for them to start an argument.

Jiang Cheng felt that it must be his imagination.

As a dutiful servant, Jiang Cheng quickly suppressed his curiosity. "President Pei, I have reliable information that Mosier will arrive in the port city next Monday."

Pei Jingchuan seemed a little absent-minded. He leaned against the windowsill with his hands in his pockets and casually lit a cigarette. "Well, no matter what, I have to arrange to meet Mosil."

Jiang Cheng nodded and said okay.

Then, as if remembering something, he asked, "Mr. Pei, will Miss Xie need to attend?"

Pei Jingchuan held the cigarette between his lips, seemingly deep in thought. After a long while, he said, "Let's talk about it later and see how Xiyan recovers."

Jiang Cheng looked at the young president. Having followed him for so many years, he knew him to some extent.

He knew that President Pei loved Miss Xi Yan, but he had been married to his wife for three years. Did he not have any feelings for his wife at all?

Actually, Jiang Cheng really wanted to tell him something from the bottom of his heart: his wife is a good woman, and if he doesn't cherish her, he's afraid that President Pei will regret it one day.

Xie Nanzhi, who was standing outside the door with a fruit platter, overheard the entire conversation between the two.

Mosel, one of the world's top painting masters, is someone that countless painters would kill to receive guidance from, let alone be accepted as a disciple—that would be considered incredibly auspicious.

It seems that Pei Jingchuan was in a hurry to meet Mosier in order to pave the way for Xie Xiyan.

It's a pity, Xie Xiyan probably won't have that blessing.

Xie Nanzhi suddenly realized that she could give Xie Xiyan a gift she would never forget.

Immediately afterward, Xie Xiyan knocked on the door and entered, and their conversation came to an abrupt end.

Jiang Cheng glanced at Pei Jingchuan, "President Pei, I'll be leaving now."

Pei Jingchuan hummed in agreement, then his gaze fell on Xie Nanzhi. "Why did you come to deliver fruit? Does she want to quit?"

Xie Nanzhi explained, "It was my own idea to give it to them; it has nothing to do with anyone else."

Having just heard her aunt say she was going to prepare a fruit platter to take to the study, Xie Nanzhi took the opportunity to suggest that she go herself, hoping to find out what they were talking about.

Pei Jingchuan affectionately ruffled her long hair, "You're just too easy to talk to and have a soft heart. I've never seen a mistress like you."

The atmosphere was wonderful, so wonderful that Xie Nanzhi wondered if the events of the past two days were just a dream.

But the pain in my heart is very real. How could these injuries be just a dream?

Her husband's betrayal and deception, Xie Xiyan's ruthless provocations—one thing after another caused Xie Nanzhi so much pain that even breathing became difficult, and she was dominated by fear in the middle of the night.

The pain they inflicted on her was not only physical, but also emotional.

Xie Nanzhi chuckled, her slightly sarcastic voice trembling slightly, "What if you compare yourself to Xie Xiyan? Wouldn't you become vicious and ruthless?"

Suddenly, the gentle light on Pei Jingchuan's face vanished completely.

“Nanzhi, there’s a limit to how much you can make a scene. I advise you to stop now.”

After saying that, Pei Jingchuan turned and left.

With her back to the direction Pei Jingchuan had left in, Xie Nanzhi smiled.

Is this the bottom line?

It must be Xie Xiyan.

She can make a scene however she wants, but Xie Xiyan cannot be involved, because Xie Xiyan is his only bottom line.

It cannot be spoken of, much less touched.

Xie Nanzhi took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tears fell from her eyelashes. Her gaze turned cold, and she casually tossed the entire fruit platter into the trash can.

...

The matter of Xie Xiyan being beaten and hospitalized was left unresolved, at least Pei Jingchuan didn't cause her any more trouble.

At the same time, Xibei also told her some good news.

"Nanzhi, I've found a corneal donor for you. The surgery is scheduled for a week from now. How are things going on your end?"

Xie Nanzhi was stunned at first, but the next second, her excitement made the warm current surging in her chest boil.

After being blind for three years, her world was filled with endless darkness. Finally, she had the opportunity to regain her sight. No one can truly understand her feelings.

She choked with emotion, and it took her five minutes to compose herself. "Xibei, thank you, thank you so much."

Hearing the sob in her voice, Xibei felt incredibly sorry for her. "Sister, do you have to be so touching? It's making me want to cry."

Then, Xibei changed the subject, "By the way, I heard from Lao Zhou that you beat that little bitch Xie Xiyan so badly she ended up in the hospital? That's so satisfying."

Xie Nanzhi: "Those who are foul-mouthed deserve to be beaten."

Xibei chimed in, "I've disliked that little bitch for a long time. She's framed you time and time again. If you didn't feel guilty towards her, I would have beaten her so badly that even her own mother wouldn't recognize her."

Because Xie Nanzhi had used her identity for eighteen years, she always felt indebted to Xie Xiyan, which is why she never retaliated against Xie Xiyan all these years, no matter how Xie Xiyan acted up.

But all the patience should come to an end.

Xie Xiyan framed her, and Pei Jingchuan forced her to apologize.

A scoundrel likes to play the innocent victim, and a philanderer likes to act like a hero.

If that's the case, why should she show mercy?

Xie Xiyan likes to frame her, so let's just confirm her vicious crime.

Xie Nanzhi went all out, knowing that this would definitely anger Pei Jingchuan, and based on her understanding of him, he would surely call the police.

However, Xie Nanzhi also had her own reasons for her confidence; Zhou Mubin was her fallback plan.

With Zhou Mubin around, Xie Nanzhi knew she would be safe.

Pei Jingchuan couldn't really just leave her inside; calling the police was just a way to teach her a lesson. He could love Xie Xiyan to the core, but the child in Xie Nanzhi's belly was also his precious child.

Therefore, even if Xie Nanzhi is successfully bailed out by Zhou Mubin, he will not cause her any more trouble.

...

After chatting with Xibei for a few more minutes, Xie Nanzhi checked the time; she still had somewhere to go.

"Ms. Xie, are you sure you want to cancel all your identity information?" the staff member asked.

Xie Nanzhi answered without hesitation, "I'm sure."

Through the channels introduced by Zhou Mubin, Xie Nanzhi successfully cancelled all her identity information, which will take effect in five working days.

Xie Nanzhi walked on the wide road, feeling more relaxed than ever before.

Everything is almost over.

——

Before we knew it, it was Xie Nanzhi's birthday.

Perhaps because Xie Nanzhi was pregnant, Pei Jingchuan specially prepared a birthday banquet for her this year.

She remembered that she used to celebrate her birthday with Xie Xiyan at the Xie family home, ostensibly to celebrate together, but Xie Nanzhi was always an outsider.

Xie Xiyan wore the birthday hat, cut the birthday cake, and blew out the birthday candles. Even the relatives and friends who came to celebrate only recognized Xie Xiyan as the birthday star.

The so-called birthday celebration was just a way for her to witness firsthand how happy and pampered Xie Xiyan was.

After that, Xie Nanzhi never looked forward to her birthday again.

The more radiant Xie Xiyan was, the more disheveled she became.

This happens every year.

Standing in front of her, Jiang Cheng revealed, "President Pei has also carefully prepared a gift, intending to give his wife a surprise tonight."

If it were in the past, Xie Nanzhi might have cried tears of joy if Pei Jingchuan had prepared a birthday surprise for her, but now, she is completely unmoved.

As he spoke, Jiang Cheng put the dress down again. "Madam, this dress was specially made by President Pei. You will definitely stun everyone when you wear it tonight."

Xie Nanzhi replied calmly, "Okay, thank you for your help, Assistant Jiang."

Jiang Cheng: "It's no trouble at all, it's all what I should do."

Jiang Cheng thought to himself, "President Pei has finally come to his senses. He knows who he can spend his life with and who he should be good to." To be honest, Jiang Cheng was genuinely happy for Xie Nanzhi.

Jiang Cheng said, "Madam, I'll be leaving now."

Xie Nanzhi nodded, and seeing Jiang Cheng leave, she gently opened the gift box.

The finest silk fabric was clearly of superior quality to the touch. She parted her thin lips slightly and said, "Auntie, could you get me a pair of scissors?"