Chapter 14: Unfair

◎The retribution of a scumbag◎

Zhao Yan's eyes flickered a few times, and he retracted his steps, turned back, and asked, "Meng Ran, I know what I'm doing, but do you know what you're doing?"

Their eyes met, and Zhao Yan seemed to see into his heart. Meng Ran's pupils suddenly shrank and he turned his eyes away in panic.

Zhao Yan immediately turned to the crowd, smiled slightly, and raised his voice to say, "I, Zhao Yan, have a problem with you all. In the future, if you have a party with Xie Xishu, please don't call me. It's not because of lingering feelings or reluctance to see you again, but mainly because my family will be unhappy."

Everyone in the room was a shrewd bunch. No matter how powerful Xie Xishu was, he was just an online influencer selling products, while Zhao Yan was Linglong Jewelry's major shareholder. It was clear who was more important. The crowd immediately started cheering and booing, loudly joking that Zhao Yan was a "henpecked husband."

Zhao Yan did not argue, "Thank you everyone." After saying that, he left without looking back. From beginning to end, his eyes never lingered on Xie Xishu's face.

The door of the box was closed and everyone continued their games. Xie Xishu's face was as pale as paper and her body was shaking uncontrollably. Her feet went soft and she slid down the sofa. Meng Ran's face changed and he reached out to hold her up.

…

After the designated driver arrived, Zhao Yan helped Jiang Siyue sit in the back seat. Jiang Siyue yawned loudly and watched the scenery outside the window flash by.

What had Zhao Yan done back then? To appease Xie Xishu? Meng Ran had said they'd divorce in a year, but why was that date so certain?

A lot of confusing thoughts flashed through my mind, which I couldn't grasp or figure out clearly.

Zhao Yan's hazy profile was reflected on the glass window, with only a rough outline. Jiang Siyue looked at it and automatically outlined it clearly in her mind.

"How much did you drink?" Zhao Yan tilted his head and asked. Jiang Siyue immediately reached out and wiped the car window. "Not much, only half a dozen." She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "It tastes like milk. It's delicious."

Zhao Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He gently pushed her forehead and said, "The base liquor is vodka, you think it's AD calcium."

Jiang Siyue drooped her eyelids slightly and turned her head away. "It tastes good anyway. I should really drink the whole dozen."

The car stopped and after thanking the designated driver, Zhao Yan helped her get out of the car. Jiang Siyue let him hold her and walk forward, looking at him with her round eyes.

Her eyes, which were originally as clear as glass, were now misty due to drinking, and she stared at him all the way.

It was not until he entered the house that Zhao Yan gradually realized that Jiang Siyue was glaring at him.

"Drink the honey water." Zhao Yan placed the honey water in front of her, his tone softening unconsciously. "Next time I take you there, you can drink two dozen."

Jiang Siyue held the honey water in her hands, her half-closed eyelashes fluttering slightly, and said casually: "With Xie Xishu? You go, I don't really want to go."

Zhao Yan's smile disappeared and he looked at Jiang Siyue.

Feeling the burning gaze above her head, Jiang Siyue felt that she had guessed correctly, and the irritation she had suppressed with great difficulty immediately rose. Her phone rang, and she put down the honey water and looked around.

After a while, the cell phone was handed to her. The screen lit up and it was a message from Li Chuan.

Jiang Siyue's heart sank as she looked up and met Zhao Yan's gaze. His beautiful eyes seemed to be covered by a thin layer of mist, making it difficult to discern his emotions. The irritation that had been accumulating for a long time reached its peak at this moment. Jiang Siyue snatched the phone and threw it on the sofa, glaring at Zhao Yan resentfully.

“It’s not fair!”

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows and motioned her to continue.

Jiang Siyue's chest heaved violently. "I noticed that Li Chuan liked me, and I dealt with it immediately, always keeping in mind my married status. But you, on the other hand, took me to a party with my ex-girlfriend, and we had a passionate chat. After we left, you had to go back to comfort her. I really don't understand you."

Jiang Siyue's pent-up anger finally vented at this moment. Her view on love was simple and straightforward: if she liked someone, she would love them passionately, and if she didn't, she would cut off the relationship quickly without mercy.

Zhao Yan's ambiguous attitude made her feel very unhappy. Did he marry her just to piss off Xie Xishu?

Zhao Yan looked up and patiently explained, "I didn't know she was at the party today."

"You won't go if she's here?" Jiang Siyue blurted out without hesitation, "If you still can't let her go, you should go find her and marry her instead of accepting someone like me with ulterior motives!"

The half-dozen glasses of wine were not enough to make Jiang Siyue drunk to the point of passing out, but it was enough to make her mind confused. She didn't care what she said and just wanted to vent her dissatisfaction.

Talking to a drunk is just asking for trouble. Zhao Yan lowered his lips, stood up and walked towards the room, "Remember to drink the honey water."

Jiang Siyue was furious. She quickly rushed over to block him and said, "I don't know what agreement you have with your mother, but if you want to..." Jiang Siyue paused and bit her lip, "If you want a divorce, I can do it anytime. There's no need to wait a year. If you need my cooperation, I—"

"I won't divorce you." Zhao Yan interrupted her in a deep voice, "I'm an adult and have the ability to make my own decisions. I'm marrying you out of my own will. It has nothing to do with anyone or anything else."

Jiang Siyue was confused when she heard this, and Zhao Yan said, "Don't think too much, and don't mention divorce anymore."

She went over his words several times in her mind, finally piecing them together. The amount of information was too much for her to process all at once, so she picked out a question she thought was important and asked, "What about Xie Xishu?"

Zhao Yan was really having a headache now. Discussing these things with the drunkard was a wrong decision, but if he just left, the drunkard would definitely not give up.

He said marriage is about living together, not quarreling and having cold wars every day. He explained: "Ex-girlfriend, we have broken up. What goes around comes around."

Jiang Siyue hesitated for a moment, then moved closer to him, raising her head to try to see every expression on his face. Zhao Yan noticed her thoughts and bent down slightly to get closer. "Are you lying? Have you made up your mind?"

Jiang Siyue was slightly embarrassed and took two steps back, her face flushed. "Then why did you go back to the box?"

Zhao Yan straightened up and pointed to the door. "Get your clothes. Also, make sure you can drink your milk coffee comfortably next time."

Jiang Siyue only half understood what he said, yawned a few times, and then felt sleepy. "Okay, then I'll go to sleep." Yawning all the way into the room. A while later, Zhao Yan heard the sound of something heavy hitting the ground, especially solid. Looking back, he saw Jiang Siyue lying down ten centimeters away from the bed, fast asleep.

“…”

Zhao Yan carried her into the quilt and turned around to wash up.

After a while, Jiang Siyue felt a very loud noise ringing in her ears. She twisted her body uneasily and half opened her eyes in a daze. Before she could figure out what was going on, the noise disappeared.

"Hello?" Zhao Yan, wearing a loose bathrobe tied around his waist, stood by the bed and answered the phone. There was no response from the other end, and he had already made up his mind, "Xishu?"

Hearing him call her name again, Xie Xishu was overwhelmed with emotions. Her fingers clasped the phone tightly, tears streaming down her face before she could speak. She sniffed her sore nose and hummed softly, "Ayan."

Zhao Yan ignored her emotions and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Xie Xishu suppressed his heartache and said with a smile, "I just came to Yunjing and now I have my own studio. The live broadcast effect is very good. I want to ask you, does Linglong have this intention?"

"I won't be directly involved in Linglong's management." Zhao Yan had barely finished his words when his bathrobe suddenly shifted around his waist. Jiang Siyue had woken up at some point and was now slumped over the edge of the bed, a look of "I've been caught!"

Her sweater was tilted to one side, and the black straps hung on her shoulders, making her already fair skin even whiter.

"Ayan?" Linglong is a high-end jewelry company. Although it also has a more affordable jewelry line, it has not granted any anchors the right to sell products. Xie Xishu complained about the difficulties of contacting Linglong, but received no response. "Ayan, are you listening?"

Jiang Siyue pouted and blinked, almost having the word "scumbag" written on her face.

It turns out that men are all hypocritical!

The moment the thought flashed through her mind, Jiang Siyue jumped up, jumped onto Zhao Yan's shoulder, aimed at his shoulder and bit it.

"Hiss—" Zhao Yan took a breath, hung up the phone and threw it down, then hugged her.

"Come down!" Zhao Yan's voice was serious, with a hint of threat and warning.

Jiang Siyue was frightened by the voice and hugged him tighter, with her white legs hooked around his waist. Zhao Yan had just finished taking a shower and was not wearing a shirt, so the two of them were pressed against each other without any obstruction.

"Hurry up!" Zhao Yan's voice was a little deeper than before, a warning clearly in his voice. Three seconds later, Jiang Siyue still didn't move, so Zhao Yan fell onto the bed. Jiang Siyue screamed and fell onto the soft bed. Before she could get up, Zhao Yan rolled over, supporting her with his hands on either side of her.

Both of them were breathing lightly, their passions blending together.

"You like biting people, right?" Zhao Yan said, and without giving her any time to react, he quickly leaned over. Jiang Siyue's mind went blank in an instant, and she instinctively closed her eyes, but... nothing happened.

When she opened her eyes, Zhao Yan's lips were less than half a centimeter away from her. Jiang Siyue's whole body tensed up, and her hands unconsciously rested on her chest.

Zhao Yan didn't retreat either. He maintained this intimate distance, his lips opening and closing as he whispered, "Have you had enough?"

At this distance and in this atmosphere, Jiang Siyue didn't know what he wanted to do. She just maintained her original posture and said nothing.

"Then just sleep well." Zhao Yan turned over, let go of her, and covered her with the quilt.

The lights went out, and Jiang Siyue suffocated in the quilt. Her face began to heat up belatedly, and her brain became clear again. The remaining drunkenness completely dissipated, and finally she covered her head with the quilt with a sad face.

*

The trip to Linchuan County was set for next Friday, a three-day trip. Jiang Siyue also wanted to go, so Yue Huan asked Zhang Huai for her. She had to pay for the trip herself and also sought Zhao Yan's consent.

Jiang Siyue put her phone aside and thought for half an hour in bed. She found a perfect excuse for herself: "I blacked out due to drinking and lost my memory." She got up and met Zhao Yan's eyes as he came out of the living room with his upper body naked.

After a moment, Jiang Siyue gathered her hair by her ears and lowered her head to pretend to put on her shoes. When she was done, she casually tugged at the bunny ears of her slippers and asked, "You didn't go to class today?"

Zhao Yan looked away and calmly found a gray hooded sweatshirt from the closet and put it on. "That class asked for leave to go out for research."

Jiang Siyue said "Oh", lowered her head and quickly walked past him, "I'll go wash up."

"last night……"

What was supposed to happen finally happened! Jiang Siyue's heart suddenly raised its head, and she pretended to be innocent and said, "What happened last night? I was drunk and easily lost my memory. I didn't do anything excessive to you, did I?"

Zhao Yan glanced at the place on his shoulder where Jiang Siyue had bitten him yesterday.