Feng Huai didn’t expect Zhan Hanjue to come.
At his age, being shoved by the young and strong Zhan Hanjue, he staggered back and almost fell to the ground.
"Zhan Hanjue, Jiu’er ended up in the hospital because of this woman." Feng Huai steadied himself and spoke with a heart full of grief and indignation.
Zhan Hanjue looked at Ye Ningwan.
Ye Ningwan immediately put on an innocent expression: "He provoked me first, I just gave him a little lesson."
"A little lesson? Last night I consulted so many experts, and none of them could find the cause. Yet you call it a little lesson?" Feng Huai angrily reprimanded.
Ye Ningwan chuckled: "He managed to hold up all night and only came to me now, it seems the issue isn’t that severe."
Feng Huai’s face stiffened.
Actually, it’s quite serious.
But Feng Jiuzun is stubborn and refused to let his uncle go to Ye Ningwan.
Today, he really had no choice and feared his own arm might be useless. He had to agree to his uncle’s suggestion to seek out Ye Ningwan.
"Actually, treating him isn’t hard, but I won’t go to the hospital. You guys carry him over here, and I’ll help heal him." Ye Ningwan added.
Feng Huai shouted angrily: "You harmed him yourself, and you want us to carry him over to you for treatment?"
"Unwilling? Then forget it, I don’t really care." Ye Ningwan shrugged.
Feng Huai looked at Zhan Hanjue and angrily asked, "Zhan Hanjue, you’re not going to intervene?"
"I can’t intervene; can’t you handle your wife?" Zhan Hanjue replied.
Is this something to be proud of?
How could he shamelessly admit it?
"Zhan Hanjue, don’t forget, Jiu’er is Qian’er’s most beloved brother." Feng Huai reminded.
Ye Ningwan raised an eyebrow.
Zhan Hanjue’s ex-wife?
"Carry him over, and she’ll naturally treat him." Zhan Hanjue said.
Feng Huai snorted coldly and left, throwing his sleeves.
After Feng Huai left, Ye Ningwan sneered coldly: "How do you know that once he’s carried over, I’ll help?"
"You just promised, and besides, you’re not the type to ignore those in need." Zhan Hanjue said.
Ye Ningwan bit her lip: "How much do you really know about me? How do you know who I am? But, I must say, I’m surprised that Mr. Zhan still has such feelings and loyalty towards his ex-brother-in-law, it’s truly touching. Miss Feng in the afterlife must be moved enough to reincarnate quickly, just to seek Mr. Zhan and continue your past relationship."
"Ye Ningwan, what kind of attitude is that towards me?" Zhan Hanjue asked angrily.
Ye Ningwan laughed with disdain: "What kind of attitude? Just this kind of attitude. If you’re not happy, you can very well throw me out."
"Considering you saved me last night, I won’t argue with you, but from now on, you mustn’t say such things again." Zhan Hanjue reproached coldly.
Ye Ningwan gritted her teeth.
It was fine if he didn’t mention last night, but now that he did, it made her furious.
It appears he genuinely loved that Feng Qianru, so much so, he won’t even allow her name to be mentioned.
"Fine, I won’t mention it, to avoid hurting Mr. Zhan’s feelings." Ye Ningwan snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Zhan Hanjue frowned deeply.
Did she take the wrong medicine today?
Her temper is so fierce, arguing with him at every word, no sign of the previous respect and fear she had for him.
"Chen Tan, what does it mean when a woman gets angry with you for no reason?" Zhan Hanjue asked Chen Tan.
Chen Tan felt awkward, thinking. Boss, I’m just your assistant, not a relationship counselor.
Any work-related issues you can ask me, but as for matters of the heart... I’m still single, how would I know these things.
However, he knew well, to be a good assistant, he had to be competent in every aspect.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t deserve the huge salary he receives.
"Boss, maybe Madam wasn’t angry for no reason, it could be that... she didn’t receive a gift."
"Receive a gift?" Zhan Hanjue frowned.
This was the answer Chen Tan got after calling and consulting several of his flirtatious friends.
They said women like to be hugged, comforted, and sweet-talked after intimate encounters to make them happy.
After all, it can’t just be about the man’s pleasure; the woman also needs to be coaxed.
Evidently, their boss sleeps like a log, surely offering no hugs, comforts, or sweet words to make her happy.
From further questioning of a friend’s companion, he learned that it’s best to make it up afterward, like sending expensive gifts.
After all, no woman can resist the allure of a gift.
"I’ve already ordered two of Chanel’s latest limited edition bags for you. Once they arrive, give them to Madam, and she will surely calm down."
A friend’s companion had said there’s no tantrum a bag can’t cure.
If there is, then two bags can.
"Alright." Zhan Hanjue nodded.
With zero experience dealing with women, he had no choice but to trust Chen Tan’s words.
Though he had previous girlfriends, none were as bad-tempered as Ye Ningwan.
At this moment, the "bad-tempered" Ye Ningwan was sulking in the room when Lin Yuyang’s call came in.
She hurriedly asked: "Did you find anything on what I asked you to look into?"
"I asked one of the maids who has been with my mom for decades. She said that there indeed was a child, a boy, that my mom brought back. But within a few days, he was sent away. As for where, the maid didn’t know. Ningwan sister, could it be him?" Lin Yuyang said.
Ye Ningwan frowned, thinking, it should be him.
Didn’t expect it to be a boy.
Fu Wenfang would certainly shun him, definitely not giving him a good place to go.
"You really can’t find out where he was taken?" Ye Ningwan asked again.
Lin Yuyang said: "The maid definitely doesn’t know. I gave her a sum of money, and still, she couldn’t tell, so she must really not know. Should I ask my mom? She’s the only one likely to know."
"Forget it, don’t go asking. If you ask Auntie, she’ll definitely know I put you up to it. By then, she’ll have an even worse impression of me and won’t like me." Ye Ningwan said.
Lin Yuyang quickly said: "Right, right, we can’t let her dislike you. You’ll have lots of interactions later, don’t worry, Ningwan sister, I’ll keep looking."
"Alright, thank you for your effort."
After speaking, Ye Ningwan hung up the phone.
On the other end, Lin Yuyang was overjoyed, thinking that through this task, Ye Ningwan would surely look at him with new eyes.
He even began to imagine the beautiful scenario of Ye Ningwan marrying him, living in harmony as husband and wife.
So, in the future, his mother would be her mother-in-law, and the impression mustn’t be bad.
"Lin Yuyang, you’re grinning so lasciviously, what are you thinking about?" Ye Xuan came in, seeing the smile on Lin Yuyang’s face, and mockingly questioned.
Lin Yuyang’s expression darkened, he cursed: "Bad luck."
He stood up and left the room.
Ye Xuan was so angry she clenched her teeth, her eyes brimming with tears.
She was really down on her luck for marrying a man like Lin Yuyang.
It’s all because of Ye Ningwan, it’s all her fault.
If not for her, how could she have rushed into marrying Lin Yuyang.