He wasn’t calling his sister. He was calling Fu Jie.
The matter was connected to the Finance Department, and Fu Jie would never lie to him.
The moment Fu Jie saw his phone ringing, he already knew what the call was about.
Without wasting time on explanations, he sent Zhou Sui'an the surveillance footage, along with evidence that Wang Zhengfei had embezzled eight million yuan in company funds and then taken the money to Macau overnight to gamble.
“President…”
Fu Jie hesitated before saying, “The Young Miss… is a very courageous girl.”
“I know.”
Zhou Sui'an’s face was full of pride, and he finally let out a sigh of relief.
At least his sister hadn’t been bullied!
The matter involved a great many people. Wang Zhengfei had powerful forces backing him, and Zhou Sui'an was worried that his sister might be targeted for revenge.
In the end, he instructed Fu Jie, “Gather all the evidence. Make sure Wang Zhengfei spends the rest of his life in prison and can never get out.”
“Yes.”
Fu Jie was stunned when he heard that.
But after thinking it over, he understood. In the president’s heart, the Young Miss was his only family and the most important person in the world.
After Zhou Sui'an had finished making arrangements, he finally felt at ease enough to call Zhou Suisui.
“Brother, have you arrived?”
The moment the call connected, his sister’s cheerful voice came through.
Zhou Sui'an couldn’t help smiling. “Yes. I know everything that happened at the company. Were you scared?”
Zhou Suisui was surprised. “Brother, aren’t you angry that I made the decision on my own?”
“You did very well. Anyone with a conscience would have done the same instead of standing by and watching.”
Hearing her brother say that, the last trace of worry in Zhou Suisui’s heart vanished, replaced by relief.
“Thank you for trusting me, Brother.”
She knew it. Her brother was a man who could distinguish right from wrong. He had only been temporarily blinded by them.
In her previous life, after her brother had been falsely accused by her fans of “attempted rape,” he had completely cut ties with Su Wan.
But Su Wan was simply too vicious. Even after her brother broke up with her, she still refused to let him go.
Relying on her status as a celebrity, she spread rumors about him online every day.
“Silly girl, you’re my sister. If I don’t trust you, who else can I trust?”
The Zhou family was left with only the two of them, so their bond went without saying.
In his heart, no one could ever come before his sister.
Just then, Assistant Wen came over to urge him, “President, the car is here.”
“Brother, go take care of your work. I’ll wait obediently for you to come back.”
“Take good care of yourself. If you run into any trouble, go to… Fu Jie.”
Deep down, Zhou Sui'an still admired someone as capable as Fu Jie.
Thinking about how he had ignored Fu Jie recently, he felt rather guilty.
Fu Jie was a talented man he had gone to great lengths to recruit. He couldn’t possibly stop trusting him.
It was just that Wang Zhengfei’s affairs involved too many people. He had planned to investigate them personally once things settled down. He hadn’t expected his sister to resolve everything on her very first day at work.
But since it had been dealt with, so be it. No matter what happened in the future, that cancerous growth had to be removed sooner or later.
His indecisiveness had only caused him to miss the right opportunity.
Perhaps… his sister was more suited to be the president of the Zhou Corporation.
After getting into the car, Zhou Sui'an sent Su Wan a message and attached all the “evidence” against Wang Zhengfei.
[Wanwan, you’re simply too kind. A relative with such an evil mind will only bring trouble to you.]
When Su Wan saw the message, she nearly rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot.
Even Zhou Sui'an was no longer taking her side.
This matter had effectively been settled. There was no room left for her to turn things around.
—
Three days later, in the evening.
The aroma of a sumptuous meal drifted through the kitchen of the Zhou family villa.
Wearing a cute floral apron, Zhou Suisui carried the final dish—sweet-and-sour spare ribs—to the table.
Cui Wu watched from the side, her heart in her throat. “Miss, let me do it. Please don’t burn your hands.”
“Sister Wu, aren’t I amazing?”
The dining table was filled with dishes, all of them her brother’s favorites.
Sweet-and-sour spare ribs, cola chicken wings, matsutake and mushroom soup, and even the tomato-and-egg noodles he used to cook for her when they were children.
She had calculated the timing carefully.
Her brother was returning from a business trip to New York that evening. She had entered the kitchen two hours in advance to help prepare the meal. Even though she had blistered the backs of her hands, she had been happy to do it.
Looking at the dishes covering the table, Sister Wu teased, “Very impressive. Young Master will definitely be delighted when he sees this.”
“Of course.”
Zhou Suisui curved her eyes proudly, anticipation gleaming in them.
Besides preparing a welcome-home dinner for her brother, she also wanted to take advantage of the evening to explain everything about Wang Zhengfei and Su Wan to him once and for all.
Before she knew it, the clock on the wall had reached seven in the evening.
Zhou Suisui sat in the dining room, repeatedly craning her neck to look toward the entrance. The dishes on the table had long since gone cold.
Yet no footsteps ever came from the foyer.
Just then, Sister Wu approached with a phone in her hand and a troubled expression.
“Miss, Young Master just called… He said Miss Su isn’t feeling well, so he went to keep her company. He won’t be coming home for dinner tonight.”
The smile on Zhou Suisui’s face slowly faded, and her fingers clenched until her knuckles turned white.
She had calculated everything, but she hadn’t expected her brother to skip coming home altogether and go straight to see Su Wan.
Did he really not know that she had cooked for the first time tonight?
Zhou Suisui forced a smile that looked worse than crying.
Cui Wu said sympathetically, “Miss, don’t be upset. Maybe Young Master will come back later? Or… I can call him now and tell him you’re not feeling well, so he’ll hurry home.”
“No need, Sister Wu. Please help me pack up all this food.”
Zhou Suisui’s expression was calm. “If he won’t keep me company, I’ll find someone else to eat with.”
Sister Wu froze. “Miss, who are you going to find?”
“Jiang Zongyan!”
Zhou Suisui tugged at the corner of her lips. “Let him go be Su Wan’s lapdog!”
“Ah…”
Cui Wu sighed. For a moment, she didn’t know what else to say.
In silence, she fetched an insulated food container and packed up the dishes.
Ten minutes later.
Carrying a full thermos of food, Zhou Suisui drove straight to the headquarters of the Jiang Corporation.
She had just asked Jiang Ruitian and learned that Jiang Zongyan had an international conference that evening and wouldn’t finish work until eight.
If she went over now, she would arrive just in time to catch him leaving work.
As Zhou Suisui thought this, her car had already pulled up in front of the Jiang Corporation’s headquarters.
The moment the car came to a stop, footsteps sounded from the quiet entrance.
She turned her head and looked over. Through the car window, she saw Jiang Zongyan walking out of the building.
In the night, the man wore a black trench coat, his tall figure straight and imposing. A lit cigarette rested between his cold, pale fingers, and his gaze was sharp and distant.
She tugged lightly at the corner of her mouth.
Then she looked into the rearview mirror at the familiar Volkswagen that had followed her all the way there.
Brother, don’t you want to keep Su Wan company?
I’m here to keep your good friend company instead. You don’t mind, do you?
At the thought, the gloom that had weighed on her all the way there suddenly lifted a little.
Inside the Volkswagen.
A-Ling was startled. “The Young Miss couldn’t have realized we were following her, could she?”
A-Biao continued typing on his phone without a care.
“The Young Miss is hopelessly love-struck. Girls her age are especially prone to falling in love. Don’t bother me. I’m going to tell Young Master about this.”
Just as Jiang Zongyan raised his hand and took a drag from his cigarette, he headed straight toward the black Bentley waiting across the street.
Zhou Suisui hurriedly picked up the food container, opened the car door, and stepped out.
It was still chilly in Tang City at night in April.
At some point, a light rain had begun to fall. Cold raindrops struck her face and her bare calves, while the evening breeze swept over her, carrying a chill.
Zhou Suisui hugged the thermos in her arms and waited by the roadside.
A black Bentley with six identical digits on its license plate slowly started up and drove toward her.
The instant its headlights swept over her, Zhou Suisui squeezed her eyes shut and staggered straight toward the front of the car, then flung herself into the puddle before the bumper.
“Holy crap! What is the young miss doing?”
A-Biao’s eyes widened. “Is she seriously trying to fake an accident?”
He had seen it clearly just now. The car hadn’t even touched her, yet she had already fallen over.
“Brother, has the Zhou family run out of money this month? Is Miss planning to extort money from Young Master Jiang?”
“...Get that pig brain away from me. I’m worried I’ll catch it.”
—
“Skreeech—!”
The piercing sound of the emergency brakes shattered the silence of the night.
The driver was scared half to death. He hurriedly pushed open the door and ran out.
Seeing Zhou Suisui lying on the ground, his face went pale. “Young Miss, are you all right? Did you get hurt anywhere?!”
Zhou Suisui sat in the icy puddle, her skirt and cream-colored coat completely soaked and clinging to her body. Her eyes were rimmed with red.
“My leg hurts... I can’t stand up...”
The driver was sweating anxiously. He reached out to help her. “Young Miss, let me help you up. We’ll go to the hospital and get you checked out first.”
“No!”
Zhou Suisui dodged his hand and looked toward the back seat. Her voice was soft and sweet as she pouted coquettishly, “I want your young master to carry me. I won’t get up unless he does.”
The driver took a closer look and was instantly stunned. “Th-this is... Miss Zhou? Miss Zhou, what are you doing here?”
Why was Miss Zhou at the entrance of the Jiang Corporation so late at night? And why had she faked an accident, insisting that Young Master carry her?
The window of the back seat slowly lowered.
Jiang Zongyan’s noble, coldly handsome face appeared behind the glass.
The collar of his shirt was slightly open, revealing a glimpse of his exquisitely defined, sensual collarbone. His brows and eyes were deep and icy.
His gaze fell on the girl on the ground, and his temple throbbed twice.
“Zhou Suisui?”
What was this little girl up to now?
The driver walked over and said awkwardly, “Young Master, Miss Zhou refuses to get up...”
Jiang Zongyan pushed open the car door and stepped out.
His tall figure cast a shadow over her, and the cool, crisp scent of cedar clung to him.
He lowered his eyes to look at Zhou Suisui. She was drenched from head to toe, yet she still gazed up at him with a pair of glistening, watery eyes, waiting for him to carry her before she would agree to stand.
In an instant, he was both exasperated and amused.
“Zhou Suisui, you’ve taken your little scam all the way to your Brother Yan’s doorstep?”
