The house in the city center was worth between eight and nine hundred million yuan at market value.
Yet he was selling it for twenty percent below market price.
If the deal went through, he would lose more than a hundred million yuan outright.
Zhou Suisui was so furious that she burst into tears.
She quickly took out her phone and sent Jiang Zongyan a message.
At the same time.
At the headquarters of the Jiang Group, in the top-floor conference room.
The atmosphere was tense.
During the routine board meeting, the director of the marketing department was giving a report to the directors.
Jiang Xingming was absent today, so Jiang Zongyan occupied the seat of honor.
With his tall, long-legged frame and upright posture, he looked imposing even while sitting casually.
Suddenly, the phone in his pocket vibrated.
His brows drew together almost imperceptibly.
He disliked being disturbed while working.
When he saw that the message was from Zhou Suisui, he paused slightly, a flicker of surprise passing through his eyes.
Then he quickly realized what had happened, and his tightly knitted brows instantly relaxed.
[Brother Yan, my brother is selling the house. Did you know about this?]
After reading the message, Jiang Zongyan felt a helpless concern stir in his heart.
The day before, he had already asked Lin Zhou to investigate the whole story.
He had learned that Zhou Sui'an intended to sell the house to buy Su Wan a pink diamond.
His first reaction upon receiving the news had been: Does Suisui know about this?
With her personality, she would definitely be furious if she found out.
He had originally intended to talk to Zhou Sui'an and stop him from letting Suisui know. It seemed, however, that the little one had found out anyway—and was very angry.
[Yes. I received a call from a real-estate agent trying to sell it.]
[Don’t worry about it. The house isn’t going to be sold.]
After typing those words, Zhou Suisui’s eyes immediately reddened.
Why was her brother so stubborn?
Did it have to be Su Wan?
In her previous life, Su Wan had climbed to the top by stepping over his corpse, becoming a glamorous, highly acclaimed actress.
Zhou Suisui would never forget that smug, vile expression on her face.
Then she thought of Fu Niansheng, whom she had seen on the news that day.
They were both award-winning actresses, yet Fu Niansheng’s eyes were open and honest. Even when surrounded by reporters, she remained calm and composed.
Put the two of them side by side, and the difference was like heaven and earth.
Her brother was simply blind.
Her phone rang twice, pulling her wandering thoughts back.
The name “Jiang Zongyan” appeared on the screen.
She took a deep breath, walked to the side, and answered the call.
“Brother Yan.”
She couldn’t help it—her voice carried a faint trace of tears.
It was almost impossible to notice unless one listened carefully.
“Don’t worry.”
Jiang Zongyan’s deep, magnetic voice came through the phone.
It was gentle, carrying a soothing warmth.
“I’ve already had the agent put a hold on the property. No one else can buy it.”
“Really?”
The weight hanging over Zhou Suisui’s heart immediately lifted.
She sniffed and thanked him sincerely. “Brother Yan, thank you.”
Suddenly, a low chuckle came from the other end of the line. His voice was gentle, yet tinged with a teasing huskiness that made her heart flutter.
“Miss, I don’t want to accept another verbal thank-you.”
Zhou Suisui’s face flushed. “Then… I’ll treat you to dinner next time.”
“Treat me to dinner?”
Jiang Zongyan pretended to be puzzled. “The Chinese, Western, and French meals that a certain young lady promised me last time still haven’t happened. What kind of meal is this one?”
Remembering the long list of meals she had casually promised him before, Zhou Suisui couldn’t help laughing.
The gloom in her heart dissipated considerably, and she said without thinking, “Indian food! Special fried rice that you eat with your hands, with extra curry!”
“…”
Jiang Zongyan sighed, helpless yet indulgent. “Are you trying to murder me?”
“All right. Whenever our ever-so-busy CEO Jiang has time, I’ll formally send you an invitation and treat you to dinner.”
“Then it’s better to seize the moment than wait for the perfect day… How about this weekend?”
After saying that, he added, “I’ll be going on a business trip for the next couple of days.”
His voice rose slightly at the end, making her heart itch.
It was almost as though he were deliberately explaining his schedule to her.
Zhou Suisui touched her burning ears. “All right. Then we’ll wait until you get back from your trip.”
“So… are you feeling a little happier now?”
“Mm.”
She hung up.
Zhou Suisui walked back over without even looking at Zhou Sui'an and grabbed Jiang Ruitian by the hand, intending to leave.
“Come on. Let’s go out and have some fun.”
If Jiang Zongyan hadn’t stepped in at the right moment, the house would have cost them more than a hundred million yuan for no reason.
Was making money really that easy?
Did the Zhou family’s money just come floating in on floodwaters?
She thought of all the times she had woken up thirsty in the middle of the night, opened her door, and found the study light still on, with her brother working overtime.
He had worked himself to the bone, risking sudden death to earn that money, only to spend it on a pink diamond for Su Wan, that vicious ingrate?
Was he stupid?
Zhou Suisui wanted to crack open her brother’s head and see whether it was filled with leftover bean curd!
Looking at Zhou Sui'an, Jiang Ruitian shook her head helplessly. “Brother Sui'an, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but you really went too far this time.”
Zhou Sui'an was struck speechless, unable to come up with even a single word of rebuttal.
“…”
Zhou Suisui said, “Don’t bother with him. Let’s go.”
The two of them had just reached the entrance when—
A sharp crack suddenly rang out overhead.
The Zhou family’s villa had been built thirty years ago. A loosened tile broke free from the wall and fell straight toward them.
“Look out!”
Zhou Sui'an’s expression changed drastically.
Without a second thought, he rushed forward, pulled Jiang Ruitian away, and swept Zhou Suisui into his arms, shielding her firmly with his own back.
Thud!
The tile slammed heavily into his back.
Zhou Sui'an let out a muffled groan of pain, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead.
“Brother!”
Zhou Suisui’s face went white with fright. Forgetting her anger, she hurriedly grabbed him. “Are you all right? Are you hurt?”
“I’m fine.”
Zhou Sui'an gritted his teeth and forced a smile. “Your brother is tough as nails. How could a little thing like this hurt me?”
Then he turned to look at Jiang Ruitian, whom he had shoved several feet away.
The little girl stared at the fallen tile, her face deathly pale.
“Tiantian, are you all right? Were you scared?”
Jiang Ruitian patted her chest, still shaken, and shook her head. “Brother Sui'an, are you all right?”
“I’m fine.”
Zhou Sui'an gave her a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry.”
“…”
Zhou Suisui looked her brother up and down, her heart aching as though it had been pricked by a needle.
But when she thought of all the foolish things he had done for Su Wan, she forcibly swallowed the concern that had risen to her lips.
This time, she wouldn’t forgive him so easily.
Hardening her heart, she turned and pulled Jiang Ruitian along.
“Let’s go.”
“Suisui…”
Jiang Ruitian was worried about Zhou Sui'an and kept looking back as she walked.
“Don’t say anything. Get in the car.”
Zhou Suisui opened the door and forcibly pushed her inside.
She was afraid that if she didn’t leave now, she would give in.
Jiang Ruitian shook her head.
It seemed that someone really had made Suisui angry this time. It wouldn’t be easy to placate her.
She started the car.
And drove away.
The two of them remained silent throughout the journey.
Ever since leaving the Zhou residence, Zhou Suisui had been restless.
In the end, she still couldn’t stop worrying.
She took out her phone and called Cui Wu.
“Sister Wu, go check on my brother… Have the family doctor examine him.”
“All right, Miss.”
Cui Wu suddenly remembered something and asked, “The psychological specialist you asked me to contact last time returned to the country yesterday. Would you still like me to make an appointment with her?”
Zhou Suisui watched the scenery outside the window race past, her heart twisted into a knot.
She was worried about her brother, but she no longer dared to trust him.
“Make the appointment,” she said softly.
She hung up the phone.
Jiang Ruitian patted her on the shoulder. “Don’t be sad. I’ll go with you.”
