Damn it!
That damned Shen Anbai!!
That damned Fu Jinchuan!!!
Actually, thanks to 771's protection, Jiang Nan's injuries were very minor; only a small patch of blood appeared on her head, which was stitched up. However, because it was on her head, it greatly affected her appearance.
This was a bit unacceptable to Jiang Kounan, who was somewhat vain.
He sadly put down his phone, buried his head in his wife's arms, and closed his eyes in sorrow.
The Little Black Ball squatted to one side, hesitant to speak, "[Actually, your hair follicles are quite good; your hair should grow very quickly.]"
Jiang Nan sniffed: [Even if we take a step back, are you entirely innocent?]
Little Black Ball: [...]
It's unnecessary for him to say that.
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The next morning, when Fu Jingzhou opened his eyes, his mind was clear; he hadn't had such a good night's sleep in a long time.
Warm breath brushed against his collarbone. He looked down and saw Jiang Nan fast asleep on his shoulder, her head wrapped in gauze, looking rather pitiful.
He closed his eyes again, letting himself sink into despair for a moment, before getting up.
He had already told Lin Shen last night that he would be working from home for the next few days and that documents would be delivered to his home.
After washing up and reviewing a few documents, Fu Jingzhou waited for the nanny to finish preparing breakfast before putting down his work and taking the breakfast upstairs.
I thought Jiang Nan hadn't woken up yet, but he had already sat up, leaning against the headboard, clutching GG Bond doll in his hand, looking unusually depressed.
Fu Jingzhou paused for a moment, "Have you washed up?"
"No." Jiang Nan shook her head lazily.
"Go wash up, then eat."
Jiang Nan: "I don't want to eat."
After saying that, he changed his posture again and continued to pull at the doll in his hand with a look of utter despair.
Fu Jingzhou: "..."
He placed the tray on the bedside table, his jaw clenched. "Are you going on a hunger strike?"
Jiang Nan: "It's not that I'm starving myself, I just have no appetite and I'm not hungry at all."
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Nan's stomach suddenly growled twice.
It was especially noticeable in the quiet bedroom.
Jiang Nan: "..."
He was so embarrassed that his scalp tingled, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and he felt like a thief, secretly glancing at his wife's expression.
The man stood tall and elegant, expressionless. "Didn't you say you weren't hungry?"
Jiang Nan snorted coldly, jumped off the bed in a huff, and luckily the chain was long enough for him to run to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
After breakfast, he was still in a bad mood; "I'm going to watch TV in the living room."
Fu Jingzhou, who was sitting on the sofa with silver-rimmed glasses and reading documents, said upon hearing this, "I'll go get you your tablet."
Jiang Nan: "I don't want to! I want to watch TV!"
Fu Jingzhou paused in his act of standing up, then slowly looked at Jiang Nan.
Jiang Nan crossed her arms and glared at him angrily. "You won't even grant me this small wish?"
Fu Jingzhou was silent for two seconds, then finally found the key and unlocked the other half of the chain.
When he tied up the original owner, he bound his hands and feet to prevent him from running to find Fu Jinchuan, but when it came to Jiang Nan, he only had two handcuffs on his hands.
Jiang Nan dragged the long chain and ran downstairs to watch TV.
Fu Jingzhou then returned to his study on the third floor.
He picked up the document and continued reading, but couldn't concentrate for a long time.
For a moment, I just felt upset and confused.
Ten minutes later, he resignedly put down the documents and went to the living room on the first floor. He thought Jiang Nan would run away, or at least run back to the Jiang Family. But instead, he was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, struggling to take the last sip of yogurt.
Hearing footsteps, the pink-haired girl looked up, but quickly looked away and continued watching TV.
Fu Jingzhou paused for a moment, walked over, and sat down next to him.
Noticing the faint scent of pomegranate juice on him, Jiang Nan glanced sideways and asked, "What?"
Fu Jingzhou: "I'll watch TV with you."
Jiang Nan: "I don't want to watch TV with you."
Fu Jingzhou was silent for a moment, then took Jiang Nan's hand. Jiang Nan suddenly softened and changed her mind, saying, "Okay, I only have a little bit to think about."
"Hmm." Fu Jingzhou responded softly. He reached out and pulled Jiang Nan onto his lap. Jiang Nan sighed and asked, "How's Shen Anbai doing?"
Fu Jingzhou leaned on his shoulder and said, "He'll be punished."
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Shen Anbai was jolted awake by a loud knocking on the door.
He quickly got up, rushed out of the bedroom, and saw the front door shaking incessantly, with the sofa behind it swaying slightly.
Shen Anbai's face was pale. He turned his head to look at Fu Jinchuan, who was squatting in the corner, and dared not utter a sound.
The knocking stopped, followed by a man's booming voice. " Fu Jinchuan, I know you're in there. Don't play dead. You owe our Third Master money. Even if you run abroad, we'll find you. Third Master has given you three more days. If you can't pay back the money, you'll have to pay with your arm."
As the sound of hurried footsteps faded into the distance, Shen Anbai finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at Fu Jinchuan, his face no longer showing the affection he once had, but filled with disgust and loathing.
"Didn't you say you'd have a solution soon?"
What's your solution?
Fu Jinchuan's suit jacket was so wrinkled it was practically crumpled, resembling a dried-up piece of pickled vegetable. He rubbed his hair and said, " Jiang Nan said he'll transfer the money to me today."
Shen Anbai seemed to have heard a joke, "So all that confidence you had in mind was because you were hoping Jiang Nan would transfer money to you? Why don't you go beg for food? You can at least get a few cents from begging, but Jiang Nan won't give you a single penny."
"Impossible." Fu Jinchuan suddenly stood up. "When he called me the day before yesterday, he said he loved me and would always support and protect me."
Shen Anbai laughed angrily, "Fine, I'll see today if Jiang Nan will transfer the money to you. If he doesn't, you can get out of here tomorrow."
Ultimately, this is a debt owed by Fu Jinchuan. Fortunately, the two of them didn't get married, so these messy things don't involve him.
Fu Jinchuan curled his lips into a slight smile.
Sure enough, people are all the same; when disaster strikes, everyone flees for their lives.
His parents were, Shen Anbai was, only Jiang Nan was good to him.
So Fu Jinchuan waited expectantly from morning till night, from sunrise to sunset, sitting on the sofa with his phone in hand, but Jiang Nan never called.
Shen Anbai came out of the bedroom wearing only pajamas. He took a cup of instant noodles from the kitchen, boiled water, and waited for it to soak. Then, he came out of the kitchen, looked at the absent-minded Fu Jinchuan, and asked sarcastically, "Did you receive the money?"
Fu Jinchuan was already sweating profusely. "It's only evening, what's the rush?"
Shen Anbai went into the kitchen without a word. As he was carrying the instant noodles back to his bedroom to eat, Fu Jinchuan suddenly asked, "Is there any more instant noodles?"