Blood flowed down her snow-white fingers.
It was Xia Yan who grabbed the Knife at the critical moment!
But she, seemingly impervious to pain, coldly stared at the two thugs and said, "Scram!"
The thugs hadn't expected this seemingly frail woman to be so fierce, to actually grab the Knife with her hand.
And she didn't even blink.
The two thugs swallowed their saliva, let go of the switchblade, and were actually scared away.
"Honey, are you, are you alright?" The man looked at Xia Yan with concern.
"Don't worry about it!" Xia Yan threw the switchblade away and turned to leave.
This man wasn't a hero who just appeared to save the day.
He didn't claim to be Xia Yan's husband just to deal with the thugs.
He really was Xia Yan's husband, Yang Jiajun!
Originally, he wanted to play the hero to save the beauty.
But when he saw the other party pull out a Knife, he turned coward.
If Xia Yan hadn't grabbed the Knife, he might have been hurt.
It seems that Xia Yan still cares about him.
Seeing Xia Yan about to leave, Yang Jiajun panicked.
Joking aside, if Xia Yan left, he would be dead meat.
Immediately, he chased after Xia Yan and knelt before her with a thud.
Initially, Xia Yan had decided that no matter what, she would not forgive Yang Jiajun, but seeing him kneeling before her, with bruises from the thugs still visible on his body, her heart instantly softened.
She had thought about divorcing Yang Jiajun.
But if she divorced, she would be a twice-married woman.
Besides, everyone who makes mistakes should be given a chance to reform.
Just as Xia Yan was deliberating whether to forgive Yang Jiajun or not, Yang Jiajun knelt before her again with a thud.
Yang Jiajun actually had a slightly handsome look and normally seemed quite dominating.
To win her back, he even knelt down.
This shattered Xia Yan's last defenses.
Nevermind, she decided to forgive him this time.
"Alright, Old Yang, get up…" Xia Yan sighed deeply.
She was just too soft-hearted.
Yang Jiajun looked up, seeing her bewitching beauty under the night sky, suddenly burst into tears.
"What's the matter, why are you crying!" Xia Yan frowned.
"Wife, let's get a divorce…" Yang Jiajun sobbed.
"Divorce?" Xia Yan was startled.
Yang Jiajun nodded, his face filled with sorrow: "Wife, I'm in big trouble… My life is worthless, but I can't drag you down."
"What nonsense are you spouting! I'm your wife! We'll face it together," Xia Yan said irritably.
Xia Yan really thought so.
The saying goes, a couple shares a hundred nights of grace after spending the night together.
She couldn't just watch Yang Jiajun go bankrupt.
Moreover, though when Yang Jiajun came out to help her, he didn't look heroic at all, even somewhat bearish.
But he still knew she was his woman, still knew to protect her…
"Alright, I'll ask Manager Yu to approve the loan for you…" Xia Yan still thought Yang Jiajun was talking about the loan.
"Wife, I'm not talking about the loan…" Yang Jiajun then spoke about his encounter with Chen Shuo.
Of course, with some omissions.
He just mentioned that he accidentally offended Chen Shuo.
If he told the whole truth, he guessed Xia Yan would tear him apart on the spot, no need for Chen Shuo to take action.
Hearing Yang Jiajun's words, Xia Yan's face instantly darkened.
She raised her hand to slap Yang Jiajun.
But in the end, she didn't follow through.
"Can't we solve this in some other way?" Xia Yan clenched her fist tightly, her anger evident.
However, she had heard of Chen Shuo.
He was someone who could make Jiangdu City tremble by just stamping his feet.
To have offended him, there definitely won't be a good ending.
If it were something else, she might have ignored Yang Jiajun, but she couldn't ignore this matter.
Putting aside what Yang Jiajun said to her today, he had actually been quite good to her.
He was almost completely accommodating and even helped with her mother's medical treatment.
Initially, although Lin Xi had given her an advance payment of 200,000 yuan in salary, it only covered a short period of medical expenses.
Later, her mother's condition worsened, and they spent nearly a million more.
At that time, her salary was not as high as it is now.
It was all Yang Jiajun who provided the money and personally took care of her mother in the hospital.
It can be said that Xia Yan's decision to be Yang Jiajun's girlfriend was largely due to this.
Yang Jiajun shook his head and then said, full of sorrow, "Wife, I know I was wrong, I'm not much of a man. I'll shoulder this matter myself, from now on, you don't have to come back home or contact me!"
Yang Jiajun said this and then was about to leave.
Although Yang Jiajun turned around and left, his heart was continuously praying.
Yang Jiajun understood Xia Yan very well.
Although Xia Yan seemed bold and assertive, she was actually a very soft-hearted person.
Force might not make her yield.
But if it came to playing on emotions...
Xia Yan would fall for that.
He had walked more than a hundred meters, almost disappearing around the corner, and Yang Jiajun was getting anxious.
Had he misunderstood?
Did Xia Yan really not care about his life and death?
Maybe he should just drug Xia Yan and then send her to Chen Shuo?
Although he loved Xia Yan, he was more afraid of being ruined.
Sleeping with Chen Shuo once wouldn't harm her.
As long as he didn't tell, no one would know.
But if he were ruined, he wouldn't be able to be a man anymore.
Just as Yang Jiajun was undecided.
A voice full of sorrow and helplessness rose from behind him.
It was Xia Yan's voice!
Yang Jiajun was so excited he almost jumped.
He didn't have to die!
"Wife, you are really the best, I love you, and I will love you even more from now on."
Yang Jiajun reached out to hug Xia Yan, but she dodged him.
Xia Yan didn't know why she agreed to help Yang Jiajun.
Breaking her own steadfast principles.
It's utterly ridiculous.
Seeing Yang Jiajun's deliberately concealed excitement, Xia Yan suddenly felt nauseous.
She was no fool; she knew that Yang Jiajun might have deliberately used this ruse of suffering.
But she still decided to help him.
Just consider it as paying back what she owed him for her mother's sake.
She had already made up her mind.
Once this was over, she would divorce Yang Jiajun.
Neon lights illuminated this bustling city.
Xia Yan walked towards the bar like a puppet.
She wore a glamorous off-shoulder cocktail dress, her face heavily made up, deep eyeshadow, rose-colored lipstick... yet it was not at all off-putting.
At this moment, Xia Yan no longer exuded the aura of a white-collar professional from the city, but rather a seductive charm.
If one had to describe it with one word.
That would be bewitchingly beautiful!