Jiang Tingzhou pushed the food cart with one hand, turned off the phone ringing with the other, and then put the phone in his pocket.
He pushed the food cart to the nurses' station, explained the situation, and then returned to the corridor.
I took out my phone, and the screen showed a missed call from An Yunya.
Although he and An Yunya grew up together, their contact decreased when he chose law as his major in college.
Later, when he returned to take over the company, An Yunya called him several times, and he had his assistant call her back each time.
The two hadn't been in contact for three years, so An Yunya's sudden call to him was very unusual.
Jiang Tingzhou hesitated for a moment, but still fought back.
The call was answered quickly, and An Yunya's voice came from the other end: "Tingzhou."
"Miss An, is there something you need?"
Jiang Tingzhou did not immediately pursue An Yunya's form of address, but instead subtly reminded her of her overstepping the bounds with a very unfamiliar form of address.
An Yunya was clearly taken aback by this title.
After pausing for several seconds, she said in a seemingly casual tone, "Sun Jiayi just called me and told me you got married. When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me? I could have sent you a wedding gift."
As she said these words, her other hand was clenched into a fist, trying hard to suppress her inner emotions.
“We’re not having a wedding yet. Even if we do, I’ll only invite some close friends. But my parents will probably send invitations to the An family. You can come with Mr. and Mrs. An then.”
Jiang Tingzhou's words were completely unprecedented.
Having clarified his stance, he then answered An Yunya's question.
An Yunya bit her lip and after a long while said, "I thought we were very good friends, weren't we?"
“The Jiang family and the An family have a good relationship,” Jiang Tingzhou said.
There was a long silence on the phone. An Yunya changed the subject, "No matter what, in my eyes, Tingzhou, you are my friend. I will graduate in two months. After the graduation ceremony, I will go back. I will contact my friends to welcome me back. You are welcome to bring Mrs. Jiang with you then."
“My wife doesn’t like these kinds of occasions. You’ll ask Ziyu and the others, right? I’ll have them deliver the gift for me.”
Jiang Tingzhou's attitude was very clear.
“Tingzhou…”
“Miss An, I think you should at least call me Jiang Tingzhou.”
When An Yunya spoke again, Jiang Tingzhou reminded her.
An Yunya took a deep breath and said, "Jiang Tingzhou, I think even if you're married, you should still have your own friends and your own social circle. If your wife minds even these things, then maybe she's not suitable for you..."
“Ms. An, my wife chose to marry me, so of course I have to give her a 100% sense of security. That’s what a husband should do.” Jiang Tingzhou paused and said, “Since Sun Jiayi told you, you should also know that my wife is sick. I have to go back to the ward to take care of her now. I’ll hang up now.”
An Yunya stared at the phone after it was hung up, finally losing her temper, and threw the phone to the ground!
Not satisfied with just throwing her phone, she swept all the dishes on the table onto the floor, yelling, "What Mrs. Jiang! Where did this Mrs. Jiang come from!"
The servants were so frightened that they all fell silent.
An Yunya looked up at her assistant a few meters away and said, "I'll give you ten minutes to find out who Jiang Tingzhou's wife is! Now, immediately!"
Yes, yes.
The assistant had never seen An Yunya so angry before, and was so frightened that she quickly left the restaurant.
About ten minutes later, the assistant found An Yunya in the living room and said, "Ms. An, we've found it."
"Tell me, let me see whose daughter dares to steal my man."
An Yunya has always been proud and confident.
In her opinion, no other daughter in the entire North City was better or more outstanding than her.
He didn't think anyone could catch Jiang Tingzhou's eye.
The assistant stammered, "This person's name is Xu Wan."
"Xu Wan? The Xu family? Which Xu family? Which company does the family own? How much are their assets? What industries are they mainly involved in?"
An Yunya couldn't recall any boss in Beicheng with the surname Xu.
“No.” The assistant swallowed hard and said cautiously, “He’s 23 years old this year and graduated from China University of Political Science and Law…”
"Get to the point! What kind of company does your family own?" An Yunya interrupted him impatiently.
The assistant said cautiously, "Her family doesn't own any companies."
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