“I went to school around here, though not the same school as you; I went to the Clinton Business School.”
Ye Zhou nodded slightly, feeling a sense of relief.
Jiang Jiayan was amused by Ye Zhou's reaction. "What? You think I chose this school because you're here?"
The Clinton School of Business, not far from Tsinghua and Peking Universities, is a school where many industry leaders in China pursue advanced studies, and the prerequisite for admission is having money.
Even though Jiang Zhongtian was imprisoned and his property was confiscated, it seems that he had already made preparations for his daughter's sake. Otherwise, Jiang Jiayan would not have lived in such a high-end villa and applied to business school.
Ye Zhou suddenly remembered his past life. Even if Jiang Jiayan had returned back then, she probably wouldn't have gone to some ordinary third-tier university with him, right?
"That's right, this is probably the best fit for you. Now you can choose your life again and start living your own life anew."
The girl gave a faint smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
"Yes, we can all look forward and strive to live the life we want."
Then, Jiang Jiayan changed the subject, "Who was that girl you were talking to outside the school gate?"
"One of my classmates."
"It seems she likes you quite a bit. It's true, you were quite popular with girls in high school, but back then you only had eyes for me and couldn't see anyone else."
Ye Zhou smiled awkwardly, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of the warm tea.
The girl's delicate white fingertips caressed the teacup in front of her, staring at the swirling eddies in the tea caused by the wind, as if a tornado had formed in the water.
"Where's that girl? I think she's the high school's discipline officer, where is she?"
Although Ye Zhou didn't quite understand what she was trying to say, he still answered according to his own understanding.
"She is my girlfriend now."
The air froze again.
The girl looked up at Ye Zhou, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"An Youhe, is that right? You like her because she has big breasts, right?"
Ye Zhou frowned; the conversation had completely made him uncomfortable.
"That's enough, Jiang Jiayan. Now, all I want is that red string. Our conversation ends here. I'm genuinely happy for you knowing you're doing well, but we should avoid any further contact."
Whether you fall in love, get married, have children, or remain single and grow old alone, it has nothing to do with me. Our entanglement should have ended long ago.
Ye Zhou finally said these words. In fact, the bond between them should have ended the moment he was reborn.
This is another chance given to him by God, and he will certainly make the right choice.
Jiang Jiayan did not have the expression Ye Zhou had expected. Her eyes were glistening with tears, as if she had suddenly realized something.
"Oh, so you really love her, huh? Haha, you two have only known each other for a short time, while we've known each other for over a decade!"
The girl suddenly yelled.
Ye Zhou got up to leave. He did come to get An Youhe's red string back. After all, he didn't want someone else to have such a precious thing. He just wanted to try. If Jiang Jiayan refused to give it back, then he would just let it go.
Isn't it also a kind of tragedy to possess someone's things but not be able to have them?
"Jiang Jiayan, I hope your future will be as bright and beautiful as blooming flowers."
Ye Zhou walked towards the gate, stepping on the wildly growing weeds.
Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over me.
He managed to take two more steps, but his legs felt numb.
The tall body crashed to the ground with a loud thud...
All he could see was the girl's upturned lips, and her originally bright eyes were now filled with a fervent light.
At that moment, he truly felt that Jiang Jiayan was ill.
"What did you put in?"
The girl's face gradually blurred in his eyes, but his hearing became clearer.
"It's just a few estazolam tablets. Get some sleep. I love you, Ye Zhou. I came here, of course, because of you."
[Note: Estazolam is a commonly used anti-anxiety and insomnia medication. Excessive use may damage the mind and central nervous system, and long-term use can lead to drug dependence.]
...
When Ye Zhou opened his eyes again, he was in a dark and damp basement.
There are no windows on any of the four sides.
The chilling cold of the concrete floor emanated from behind.
"Splash!—"
He struggled to sit up, the sound of chains rattling as he did so.
Only then did he notice that his hands and feet were locked with iron rings.
It seems that he is currently being held captive.
With no cell phone around, and in the dark basement, it was impossible to tell the time.
Footsteps echoed from the stairs, sounding quite loud in the small, enclosed space.
Jiang Jiayan had a smile on her face and was holding a tray in her hand.
The tray held a whole steak, along with a knife and fork.
"Are you hungry, darling? This is a steak I specially made for you. It's the only dish I learned to cook in the US, and I learned it especially for you."
The tray was placed in front of Ye Zhou, but Ye Zhou refused to even look at her.
"Jiang Jiayan, do you know that what you're doing is illegal? I can sue you."
"Don't be so fierce. I've done all this for you. The outside world is so dangerous. All the women are eyeing you. You're safest here."
"Look at this handsome face, it's like a deadly poison to any woman. I thought I was the only one who could see your charm, but later I found that every woman looked at you with such burning eyes."
"It's a pity, I'd be heartbroken if I scratched your face. Didn't you say you don't like sweets? From now on, I'll buy you cream cakes, mango pomelo sago, and chocolates often, okay? When you weigh 400 pounds, I'll release you, and you'll be free again. At that time, only I will love you."
Ye Zhou's expression remained calm as he glanced at the cutlery on the tray.
"Bring me a knife and fork. Aren't you afraid I might do something drastic?"
Jiang Jiayan smiled, "I know Ye Zhou, Ye Zhou would never hurt me."
The familiar ringtone of a cell phone rang.
Jiang Jiayan lowered her head and searched her body for a while.
It's Ye Zhou's phone.
Jiang Jiayan faced Ye Zhou with the side of her phone that was lit up.
"Yes, it's my adorable girlfriend calling. She's called twenty-five times already. Should I answer this time?"
Ye Zhou had originally planned to pick up An Youhe in the afternoon, and he thought he could get the red rope directly without any delays.
He no longer recognized Jiang Jiayan standing before him.
Before Ye Zhou could even answer, Jiang Jiayan had already pressed the red reject button.
"Ye Zhou, let's live here forever, okay? Let's be together forever."
What Ye Zhou wanted to say was that she was mentally ill and had taken the wrong medication.
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