The pale-faced girl choked out those words, her pitiful appearance would make anyone feel sorry for her.
She looked weak at that moment, yet possessed a fragile beauty.
Jiang Zhi looked at her with a cold and stern expression, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. The young man's face was solemn, as if he already had the answer in his heart.
Zhao Shuyan watched as Zhou Ji choked out his question and then fainted.
Without a second thought, Jiang Zhi swept the person up in his arms and hurriedly carried them to the lounge, asking a waiter to call a doctor.
After a brief examination, the doctor said that she had fainted suddenly due to excessive fright.
Zhao Shuyan's soaking wet evening gown had just been changed by a female waitress; there were spare clothes for guests in the lounge.
She lay weakly in bed, seemingly restless even in her sleep.
Jiang Zhi sat on the sofa, his eyes cold and icy, his fingers gripping his phone tightly.
A moment later.
He couldn't resist and dialed Jiang Yue's number.
Jiang Yue was lying in the bathtub applying a face mask. The customized skincare products were expensive, but they were very suitable for her skin type.
Jiang Yue didn't check the caller's contact name and lazily answered the phone, "What is it?"
Hearing her nonchalant voice on the other end of the phone, Jiang Zhi's anger flared up with an unnerving calm. He gave a mocking laugh and spoke in an icy tone: "Jiang Yue, what are you pretending to be stupid for?"
Jiang Yue recognized her brother's voice. He seemed to be suppressing his anger, and every word sounded like it was being squeezed out from the depths of his throat.
"Did you call specifically to question me?"
Jiang Zhi couldn't understand why she was always like this, why she could act so nonchalantly after doing so many disgusting things.
Without a shred of remorse.
Jiang Zhi had a lot to say, but when it came to his lips, only a few feeble words came out:
"What is your heart made of? Do you even know what you're doing? You disgust me to the core."
These words clearly reached her ears.
Jiang Yue could feel the blood in her body slowly cooling down, as if it had solidified. Her heart kept sinking, and suppressed, painful, sad emotions surged within her.
She clutched her chest; it felt empty, yet she could still feel the pain.
She thought the original owner genuinely loved this younger brother.
Suddenly, many memories flooded her mind. When she was very young, there were only the two of them, relying on each other for survival. She used the few dollars she had to buy roasted sweet potatoes, tucked them into her bosom, and ran home to give them to him when he was hungry.
She seemed to hear him say to her, "Sister, you eat too."
Later on...
Under the same roof, the two rarely spoke.
In junior high school, after evening self-study, he would always follow behind her silently, protecting her from being harassed by students from vocational high schools.
He would still call her "sister" back then.
When exactly did things change?
It seems that Jiang Zhi and Zhao Shuyan became classmates in the same grade during high school.
Jiang Yue didn't want to recall it anymore. Her chest felt increasingly tight, and she felt suffocated to the point where she could hardly breathe. She slowly pulled herself out of this sad mood.
Her face was cold, and her tone was calm: "Whether you find me disgusting or not, do you think I care?"
"Get lost! Don't call me again!"
After saying that, Jiang Yue hung up the phone decisively. She took off her face mask, her face flushed with anger, and her eyes were also a little red.
She's going to block this idiot brother right now! Immediately! Right now!
Who cares how awesome he becomes in the future?
None of that prevents her from blocking him now.
When Jiang Zhi heard the word "get lost," his heart clenched, and his face grew even paler. He gripped his phone, his eyes somewhat vacant.
You could tell she was very angry.
But what right does she have to be angry?
She was the one who did something wrong.
Just then, the girl on the bed slowly woke up, and Jiang Zhi came to his senses, "You're awake."
Zhao Shuyan slowly sat up, her eyelashes trembling a few times. She looked around but didn't see the person she wanted to see.
That man was really cold-hearted.
She silently gripped the bedsheet, parted her lips slightly, and whispered, "I want to call the police."
Before the emergency call could even be connected, Zhou Ji's assistant appeared in the lounge. Many people had heard what Zhao Shuyan said before she lost consciousness.
This matter needs to be clarified.
“Miss Zhao, Mr. Zhou is a little busy right now, but he will be here in a bit. If there is any misunderstanding, you can talk to Mr. Zhou in person to clear things up.”
Zhao Shuyan clenched her fingers and said in a very soft voice, "It's not a misunderstanding."
Assistant Shen ignored him, pretending not to hear anything.
Not long after, Zhao Shuyan met Zhou Ji as she wished. The man was wearing a dark black suit, which was well-tailored, and his eyes were filled with an extremely indifferent expression.
He was nonchalant, yet his aura remained imposing.
Zhao Shuyan lowered her head and recounted everything that had happened that night. Her face was pale and her voice was weak: "That person said... Mrs. Zhou wanted me to be taught a lesson."
"There were several of them, and...and..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was already crying her eyes out.
Zhou Ji remained silent, maintaining the same relaxed and unhurried demeanor he had when he arrived, as if what Zhao Shuyan had just said wasn't so terrible at all.
Jiang Zhi stood up suddenly, his face cold.
The usually stern-faced boy looked more frightening than ever before.
He never imagined his sister had become so...unscrupulous, resorting to such disgusting methods to destroy someone she was jealous of.
Zhou Ji looked at Zhao Shuyan and said gently, "Miss Zhao, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. My wife has always been timid and cowardly, and she would never do such a terrible thing."
Zhao Shuyan didn't expect him to defend Jiang Yue so much.
She raised her face, her eyes red-rimmed: "If you don't believe me, you can bring them here to confront me. I'm not lying."
Zhou Ji met her eyes: "Then tell me, why did she do that?"
Zhao Shuyan almost blurted out without thinking that Jiang Yue was jealous of her, but the statement was not convincing at all.
What was Jiang Yue jealous of about her?
She has an exceptionally handsome husband and a lovely, obedient son. She is also prettier than her. Why would she be jealous of her?
Zhao Shuyan choked up and couldn't speak.
Seeing her silence, Zhou Ji said calmly, "I will ask my wife. I hope Miss Zhao can calm down before the truth comes out."
A few seconds later, Zhao Shuyan said softly, "She won't admit it."
How could anyone possibly admit to the evil they've done?
Zhou Ji stood up, his patience with her exhausted. He had no intention of wasting any more time here. His tone was cold: "My wife, I trust her."
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