In the end, he backed down and chose to understand: "Okay, I'll wait for your answer, but I need you to give me a specific deadline."
Jiang Tian breathed a sigh of relief and tried to say, "A month?"
Zhou Yancheng kept a straight face and didn't say anything.
"Half a month?"
Zhou Yancheng pursed his lips into a straight line.
"I need at least a week. I won't rashly hand over my life to someone else." Jiang Tian made it clear that she would not back down any further.
Zhou Yancheng nodded this time: "Okay, then it'll be one week."
The conversation between the two came to an end; it was past one in the morning.
After discussing all the important matters, Jiang Tian's weariness became even more pronounced.
Zhou Yancheng's tone softened again: "Go inside and go to sleep."
At this point, there's no need to refuse.
Jiang Tian stopped talking, pushed him away, and closed the door.
Early the next morning, uninvited guests came to disturb them.
Upon hearing the knock, Jiang Tian opened the door to find Jiang Qing and Chen Fenglie standing there.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Tian frowned, her eyes filled with doubt.
Jiang Qing smiled warmly and said, "Sister, I heard that your husband is sick, so Chen Fenglie and I came to see him."
Jiang Tian didn't say anything.
Jiang Qing gave Chen Fenglie a wink.
Chen Fenglie put the things down with some impatience.
"Didn't you understand? Zhou Yancheng is injured. Isn't it normal for us to visit a patient?"
He looked the apartment over and saw that it was far inferior to his large penthouse, and he felt a little disdainful.
Zhou Yancheng had just finished washing up when he saw Jiang Qing and Chen Fenglie. His eyes lit up, and he put his arm around Jiang Tian and kissed her.
"Honey, we have guests. Why don't you invite them in?"
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