He instinctively walked over and saw that Jiang Tian's fingers were dripping blood, and there was also blood on the kitchen knife next to her.
It's obvious at a glance.
Zhou Yancheng had lived in this house for a while. He quickly found a band-aid and silently handed it to Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian's face flushed red, and she said awkwardly, "I have difficulty using one hand, could you help me put it on?"
Zhou Yancheng didn't say anything, and silently applied the patch to Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian's fingers were like green onions, slender and fair, with a bright red scar on them, a shocking sight.
"I'm sorry for troubling you. I wanted to cook for you, but... I'm sorry, I'll study hard."
Jiang Tian lowered her eyes, looking extremely embarrassed.
Zhou Yancheng was taken aback. He hadn't expected that Jiang Tian had injured her hand while trying to cook for him.
He finally consciously took a closer look at Jiang Tian.
Her features were delicate, but her skin was extremely fair, and when she lowered her head, her neck was like exquisite white porcelain.
While washing up, Zhou Yancheng mentally prepared a speech. When he came out of the bathroom, he said to Jiang Tian, "Do you have time? I'd like to talk to you about our marriage."
The two people were sitting in the living room.
The house was extremely small, and the living room was naturally cramped. Jiang Tian sat on the sofa, and Zhou Yancheng sat opposite her.
Jiang Tian kept her head down, so her expression was unclear, but her unease was palpable.
After sorting through his thoughts, Zhou Yancheng slowly spoke: "I think you should know why we got married, right?"
Jiang Tianjing glanced at him quietly and nodded slowly.
“There’s no love between us, we’re just forced into this situation. So I want to set a time limit for our marriage. Once our cooperation ends, we’ll quietly get a divorce and separate amicably. What do you think?”
Jiang Tian asked softly, "So you don't want to be a real couple with me, right?"
"...Yes, before this, we were strangers. A marriage without an emotional foundation is destined not to last long. It's better to make an agreement in advance."
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Tian nodded: "Okay, let's do it this way then."
Zhou Yancheng, who had been cheated by the law before, took out the contract he had prepared.
"Then take a look at this contract. If we divorce in six months, this house will be yours. If we sign the contract, whoever doesn't want a divorce after six months will have to pay the other ten million."
When Jiang Tian heard the word "house," she looked surprised and then shook her head vigorously: "...No, I don't want this house. You don't need to give it to me. I don't want anything."
Zhou Yancheng paused, then tentatively said, "If you don't want it, I can't give you anything else."
He certainly still has some assets, but he doesn't want to reveal them.
“I don’t want anything. Let’s just leave it at that. We’ll get a divorce in six months. I’m already very grateful that you’ve taken me in for six months.”
Zhou Yancheng paused for a moment, then nodded: "Then I'll go and revise the contract."
Once the revised contract is finalized, two copies will be made, one for each of the two individuals, and the deal will be considered done.
Now that the contract was signed, Zhou Yancheng breathed a sigh of relief.
He couldn't possibly spend his life with a woman he didn't like, so Jiang Tian's obedience was an unexpected surprise.
Now that we've finished discussing the important matters, let's talk about the trivial ones.
"How about I give you five thousand yuan every month from now on?"
Zhou Yancheng asked Jiang Tian.
He went bankrupt, but the torment he suffered was not over. He is currently still working at one of the Zhou family's branch companies. In order to keep a low profile, Zhou Yancheng does not plan to resign for the time being.
The figure of five thousand yuan was based on his current salary.
Jiang Tian's eyes widened: "Why are you giving me money?"
Zhou Yancheng was taken aback by the question. After hesitating for a moment, he told the truth: "Since we are currently living together and you don't have a job, I can't just watch you starve to death."
His words seemed to amuse Jiang Tian. She pouted, revealing a small dimple: "I have a job. I'm an illustrator. Although I don't earn much each month, it's enough to support myself. I don't need you to give me money. We're not... a real couple, so there's no need for us to go through thick and thin together."
Aside from his identity, Zhou Yancheng knew almost nothing about Jiang Tian.
He could tell that Jiang Tian didn't want to accept the money, so he chose a compromise: "Then I'll put the money in the cabinet. You can take it whenever you need it, as long as you pay the difference later. Is that okay?"
He had already conceded a step, so Jiang Tian followed suit: "Okay."
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yancheng continued, "I often work overtime and my meal times are irregular, so you don't need to cook for me."
His gaze fell on Jiang Tian's hand, which was hidden behind a band-aid, and the meaning was obvious.
Jiang Tian bit her lip and remained silent.
Zhou Yancheng assumed she had tacitly agreed, so he asked her if there was anything else they needed to discuss together.
Jiang Tian looked up and said, "Go sleep in the bedroom. I'll sleep on the sofa. You're too tall to fit comfortably on the sofa."
Zhou Yancheng immediately refused: "No need, I slept well."
"But you can't even stretch your legs out..."
"It's alright, this matter is settled then. Is there anything else you'd like to say?"
Seeing his resolute determination, Jiang Tian hesitated to contradict him.
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask if there's anything I can do for you around here? I'm basically living in your house for free, and the rent is so expensive, I wanted to do something for you."
Zhou Yancheng shook his head: "There's nothing you need to do. Just take care of yourself."
Since he had already said that, Jiang Tian frowned, wanting to say something, but didn't say anything more.
Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Zhou Yancheng did not give her another chance to speak.
However, after six months of being together, the further apart they were, the better, as he did not want anyone to cross the boundaries he had set.
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