Chapter 117 If you don't like it, will you sleep with me?

Zhong Fangqi: "I don't want to argue with you because we often argue about our son."

He was wearing a gray cotton sweater and light blue trousers, dressed simply, but he exuded an aura of authority without being angry.

He paced back and forth with his hands on his hips. "Zhong Yan, from childhood to adulthood, when have I ever interfered with him? Zhong Jing was under so much pressure, yet he still acted as a peacemaker and mediated everything. But what is Zhong Yan doing? He's at Shanghai Jiang, going against me!"

Zhou Yanyu remained seated, and spoke in a cool and indifferent tone:

"To be honest, we didn't interfere with Zhong Yan at all, because we didn't care about him at all. From the time he was born until he was 15, we were working in other provinces. You said the education there wasn't as good as in Beijing, fine, we left him here. But if we left him here, what about his parents? They only cared about raising Zhong Jing. It's a miracle that Zhong Yan hasn't gone astray by now."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Fangqi turned around and looked at his wife, "Yanyu, weren't you dissatisfied with Zhong Yan?"

Zhou Yanyu's face turned pale. "I'm just not satisfied with some of his actions, but no matter how disobedient he is, he's still our son."

Zhong Fangqi said, "Since you understand him so well, then try to persuade him to stop dragging me down outside."

Zhou Yanyu closed her eyes, suddenly feeling a bit tired: "You have so many ideas about raising children, you can raise them yourself, I'm not going to interfere anymore."

"Also, don't interfere too much in your children's marriages, especially whether it's A-Jing or A-Yan, or you'll regret it."

Zhou Yanyu closed her book, rubbed her forehead; she was tired too.

Zhong Fangqi has been staying in the government compound recently. He's busy, and Zhou Yanyu is running back and forth, taking care of family matters as well as attending couple events with Zhong Fangqi, in addition to her own work.

Zhong Fangqi has recently been chatting with visitors until late at night, and sometimes even entire families come to visit, which she sometimes has to keep them company.

Not to mention all the other unpleasant things, she was already fed up.

In fact, from the moment Ji Tanyuan entered the room, all the surface peace seemed to be broken, because the riot of one piece could cause chaos in the entire game.

She stood up, intending to leave the study, when Zhong Fangqi grabbed Zhou Yanyu's arm. "You've been acting strange lately. What happened?"

Zhou Yanyu brushed his hand away and said irritably, "Menopause, don't make me angry."

Zhong Fangqi was speechless for a moment. He patiently asked, "What did the doctor say? Why didn't your assistant tell me the specific treatment plan?"

Zhou Yanyu said impatiently, "Someone as important as you doesn't have time for this. What can you do with what you say? And what can you do about hormone problems? Can you please stop nagging me? I don't want to hear it anymore."

Zhou Yanyu couldn't take it anymore. She pushed him away and opened the door. "I'm not used to sleeping in the same bed, so you'll be sleeping in the guest room tonight."

Zhong Fangqi was left in the study and could only watch as the person left without looking back.

He sighed deeply and turned to call his secretary to inquire about Zhou Yanyu's health.

The doctor quickly replied, confirming that Zhou Yanyu did indeed have health problems during her recent physical examination, and the team immediately developed a follow-up treatment plan.

Women typically experience menopause between the ages of 40 and 55, and Mrs. Zhong is no exception. Hormonal fluctuations can cause mood swings, which is normal, but it is important to manage these fluctuations appropriately.

Zhong Fangqi frowned. "I understand. Don't make any unnecessary arrangements for Madam recently unless she needs to attend. Let her rest well. Ask her if she wants to go on a trip. You can have someone from the Zhou family accompany her. Arrange for guards and bodyguards."

"OK."

Zhong Fangqi hung up the phone, rubbed his temples, and returned to his desk to work.

*

After hanging up the phone, Ji Tanyuan from Hujiang noticed that the car hadn't left yet, so she looked up and asked the driver why it hadn't moved.

Then I saw a car parked in front of me.

Ji Tanyuan looked up through the front window at the black luxury car blocking her way in the dark night.

The driver said, "This car has been parked here. Please wait a moment while I go down and take a look."

Ji Tanyuan saw the person coming down. "No need, the person is coming."

Ji Tanyuan looked at the man who walked up to her car, rolled down the window, and smiled politely:

"Is there anything else, Young Master Shen?"

Shen Xichen lowered his eyes and smiled faintly: "Do you have time? Can we talk?"

“No, you can’t,” Ji Tanyuan replied, still smiling.

Shen Xichen bent down to meet her gaze. "I can't usually get an appointment with President Ji, so this is the only way I can manage. Please understand."

Ji Tanyuan turned her head and saw the car following behind her in the rearview mirror; clearly, her car was sandwiched in the middle.

Lu Ke and his assistant had already left, leaving only her and her driver's car stuck in the middle as she tried to go home.

She chuckled softly, "So this isn't a question after all."

Ji Tanyuan was exceptionally beautiful. Her smile was radiant and captivating. Her eye makeup was exquisite, and her luscious red lips curved into a smile. The image of a bright and spoiled young lady sitting at the table of power was indeed refreshing.

The entire meeting made people overlook his appearance; Ji Qing certainly knows how to cultivate a successor.

Shen Xichen lowered his head and feigned apology: "I'm mainly afraid that if I do something wrong, President Ji will misunderstand that I'm here to oppose you."

Ji Tanyuan took a deep breath. "Isn't that right? Young Master Shen, you've been eyeing the Ji family from the very beginning. Why bother? Do you lack a conglomerate? This is too obsessive."

Shen Xichen sighed, "Yes, I didn't expect that either."

The more unattainable something is, the more anxious and restless one becomes, thinking about it day and night. Perhaps once one gets it, one will get tired of it.

Ji Tanyuan didn't expect him to admit it so directly. He must be sick.

Why isn't there a normal person here?

Logically speaking, isn't the Shen family in dire straits right now? Why is he acting so leisurely?

Shen Xichen noticed her confusion, "Do you think the Shen family will fall?"

Ji Tanyuan: "When did I say that? Don't talk nonsense."

"Could you please move your car?"

As soon as he finished speaking, three cars arrived from a distance and surrounded the area again.

Ji Tanyuan peeked out and frowned when she saw the familiar license plate of the first car.

“Mr. Zhong, I suppose,” Shen Xichen said, also looking in that direction.

The car door opened, and a tall, imposing figure stepped out. The man wore sunglasses, but they couldn't hide his sharply defined jawline and aloof demeanor.

He wore a well-tailored black suit that accentuated his broad shoulders, long legs, and excellent physique. He walked steadily toward Ji Tanyuan.

The scene at noon was still vivid in her mind; the topic of their divorce was dropped, and she felt sad at the time.

Before she could even adjust her mindset, she felt a little uncomfortable meeting him again.

But before she could speak, her head was pushed into the car. Zhong Yan faced Shen Xichen and said, "Mr. Shen and my wife aren't familiar with each other, are they? Why didn't you explain things clearly in the meeting? Why do you have to say it like this in private?"

Shen Xichen chuckled: "She married you, but she's no longer your possession. Mr. Zhong, it's disrespectful of her to be unhappy over a woman like this."

Zhong Yan smiled faintly, her eyes lowered: "It's only targeting your Shen family."

"Is that so?" Shen Xichen said calmly, "I am honored by your high regard."

The two were on the verge of exchanging barbs, their words sharp and sarcastic, but Zhong Yan could be incredibly venomous at times.

"Look at what you're saying. What good is it if I think highly of you? I don't like you. Tan Yuan looks down on you. So I'm thinking of my wife."

Shen Xichen's expression turned cold. "So she likes you?"

Zhong Yan, still wearing his glasses, said arrogantly, "If you don't like it, why would you sleep with me?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he felt a hard punch on his lower back.