Chapter 40 Beating up Tan Jia Ni

At 10 o'clock, the car keys were delivered.

Lin Zaoyi didn't bring her change of clothes back to Xiyuan. "Xixi, leave your luggage here for now. I'll find a place to live in a few days."

Meng Jinxi would love to have another roommate, "If you really want to move out, you can stay with me."

We'll see.

After leaving the apartment, Lin Zaoyi drove to CBB shopping mall and headed straight for the dessert shop, where the editor-in-chief of Ming University liked the mousse cake.

The shop assistant told me it was still being made and would take about ten minutes, and asked if I was willing to wait.

"Can."

She ordered a cocoa and randomly found a seat. Two people sat in front of her; facing her was a woman, whom she glanced at. Before she could even bring her drink to her lips, the woman sitting with her back to her spoke. She sounded familiar; it seemed to be Tan Jiani...

"Mom, does it mean you won't contact me unless I ask you out?"

mom?

She wasn't particularly curious, but at this moment she couldn't help but turn to the side. In her field of vision, the woman was dressed in luxurious and elegant clothes, the attire of a wealthy lady from a noble family. Her temperament was also excellent, and even sitting down, she exuded elegance.

The woman's lips curved slightly. "Why are you feeling wronged? Is your father treating you badly? Or have you been bullied?"

Lin Zaoyi automatically assumed the situation was hers and was genuinely curious to know how Tan Jiani would respond.

Fearing exposure, they moved further in, and Tan Jiani's disdainful tone reached their ears, "Those two, mother and daughter, wouldn't dare!"

"mom…"

Tan Jiani's tone suddenly changed, seemingly trembling with tears, "Is there any chance for you and Dad to remarry... I want our family to be together, please remarry Dad, please..."

The woman smiled, but it was unclear whether the smile was soothing or mocking, given that she couldn't see.

Hearing her say, "Your dad's heart is never with me,"...

“That’s because you’re busy with work,” Tan Jiani tried to persuade her, but her words were interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

After glancing at the incoming call, Mom stood up, picked up her handbag, and said, "Jiani, I have to go back. Your Uncle Sun is urging me."

Before the last note even landed, the foot had already stepped out.

She hurried after her, chasing her all the way to the door. "Mom, it's just a phone call, is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?"

"Your Uncle Sun is hosting a banquet tonight, so I need to prepare in advance."

"By the way," she changed the subject, "is your brother dating someone?"

Tan Jiani instantly forgot her sadness, "Dating? With whom?"

Inside the store, Lin Zaoyi absentmindedly sipped her cocoa. She had a feeling that Tan Jiani would vent her anger on her mother, so she didn't linger and drove to Xiyuan as soon as she got the cake.

Even rushing as fast as I could, I was still too slow.

Even before they reached the courtyard, they heard Tan Jiani roar, "If it weren't for you, my parents wouldn't have gotten divorced! Stop with your hypocrisy, it only disgusts me!"

You can say whatever you want about her, but not about her mother.

He didn't even bother to change his shoes, and casually handed the cake to an auntie standing nearby who looked embarrassed.

"Tan Jiani, are you having an episode?"

Tan Jiani turned around and glared at her fiercely, "You're the one who's having a fit!"

Lin Zaoyi didn't waste any more words. She tied her hair up with a hair tie and said, "Mom, find a room to stay in first."

Mingxian didn't try to smooth things over, nor did she say anything else. She went to the nearest teahouse.

The moment the door closed, Lin Zaoyi grabbed a tissue box from the coffee table and threw it at Tan Jiani, saying, "Just because my mom doesn't mind doesn't mean I'm easy to talk to!"

Tan Jiani was already furious, and seeing Lin Zaoyi's arrogance, she smashed whatever was nearby, yelling, "Who do you think you are, daring to touch me!"

"Just touch it!" Lin Zaoyi yanked her hair.

"I'm going to die!" Tan Jiani cried out in pain.

In a short while, the two started fighting.

The nearby aunties were stunned, jumping up and down in disbelief, shouting, "Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!"

There was no deterrent effect whatsoever.

You're pinching me, and I'm pulling you.

Until Tan's father appeared, "What are you doing!"

Tan Zhaojing, who was following behind, was somewhat incredulous to see the two of them wrestling.

He strode over and forcefully separated the two who refused to let go. "Why are you fighting?"

Tan Jiani smoothed her messy hair, and this action only made her more agitated; Lin Zaoyi had actually pulled so much of her hair.

"Lin Zaoyi, I'm going to kill you!"

Lin Zaoyi didn't lose much hair; she had tied it up in a ponytail beforehand. However, she had some cuts on her face; Tan Jiani's manicure really hurt.

She curled her lips coldly, "Come on, you think you're afraid of me!"

It was another half-minute battle, but with Tan Zhaojing in the middle, they could only talk.

"Still making a scene, huh?" Tan Zhaojing pressed hard on his throbbing temples. "Can't we talk things out properly?"

He pushed Jia Ni to his father.

"Dad, let go!" Tan Jiani was both aggrieved and angry. "Lin Zaoyi was the one who started it!"

Not only Tan's father, but Tan Zhaojing also didn't quite believe it. He looked down at the girl. Her skin was fair, and even a small cut was very noticeable, let alone several scratches.

He reached out to touch her lightly, but she dodged him and stepped back half a meter, her wide eyes filled with defensiveness.

After a few seconds of staring at each other, she spoke coldly, "Tan Jiani is right, I made the first move."

"reason?"

Click—

The sound of the door lock being pulled open followed by Mingxian walking out of the tea room with a blank expression. "I'll speak."

As I passed the servant, I said, "Could you please bring me the first-aid kit and comb?"

Walking up to her daughter, she glanced at her scratches with concern and asked, "Does this fight make you feel better?"

Lin Zaoyi suddenly felt a pang of sadness. She didn't want to cry anymore, and she hadn't lost, but she still felt terrible.

Don't look away, "It's just so-so."

Mingxian walked up to another maid, her tone unchanged, "You may not acknowledge me, but at least give me the respect I deserve. Your father and I have always been aboveboard."

The aunt handed over something, and after taking it, she handed the comb to Lao Tan, saying, "Could you comb Jia Ni's hair and check if there are any scratches?"

She turned sideways and sat down on the sofa with her daughter.

A cotton swab dipped in iodine was gently applied to her wound. She explained in an orderly manner, "The two children fought because of me. Zaoyi acted impulsively after hearing Jia Ni speak rudely to me. The reason I didn't stop them was that I thought it was good for them to fight. Fighting doesn't solve problems, but it can release emotions. Zaoyi and Jia Ni have accumulated too much resentment."

“Jiani.” Mingxian shifted her gaze. “Your father and mother have been divorced for almost ten years, while I got together with your father two years ago. Whether in the past or now, I have never interfered in your life.”

“I didn’t interfere!” Tan Jiani said, her eyes red as she brushed her father away. “But the reason my dad divorced my mom was because of you. All these years, he’s never forgotten you!”

"Then you should go find your dad!" Lin Zaoyi jumped up from the sofa. "Instead of bothering my mom, he couldn't control his heart. It was your dad who proposed!"

"Your mom can refuse, can't she?"

"Then ask your dad if he's been pestering you relentlessly!"

Tan's father: "..."

Where did their docile and obedient demeanor go?

I still don't know enough about Zaoyi.

Tan Zhaojing subtly tugged at the corner of his lips; besides being good at pretending, he was also quite eloquent with his mouth.