Late at night.
A black luxury car sped back from the hospital to the Zhou family villa.
As soon as they arrived, Zhou Sui'an collapsed onto the sofa, his face still somewhat pale.
Although the sedative had eased the effects of the drug, the Eldest Young Master Zhou still looked listless.
His handsome, refined face had lost its usual vitality.
Cui Wu was both angry and worried as she looked at him.
She really wanted to kick him on behalf of the Young Miss.
But seeing him looking half-dead, she ultimately let compassion win out.
With a helpless sigh, she headed toward the kitchen.
When she reached the doorway, she took out her phone and secretly snapped a photo of Zhou Sui'an. Then she sent it to Zhou Suisui.
[Miss, Young Master is back from the hospital. He looks fine, so don't worry.]
After sending the message, she slipped her phone back into her pocket.
A short while later, she returned with a bowl of warm rice porridge.
“Young Master, drink this. It’ll help you feel better.”
Zhou Sui'an took the bowl and gulped it down in a few mouthfuls. The burning sensation in his stomach finally eased considerably.
As though he had finally caught his breath, he suddenly remembered something important.
His long eyelashes trembled, and he hurriedly grabbed his phone.
His sister!
He had to tell his sister right away that he was fine and safe.
She must be terribly worried about him by now, right?
He pulled his phone from his pocket. The moment the screen lit up, a video from Fu Jie suddenly appeared before his eyes.
The night was deep, and the stars and moon shone brightly.
At the deserted airport, Jiang Zongyan was carrying Zhou Suisui on his back.
His tall figure leaned slightly forward, his strong arms securely supporting the girl on his back.
The two of them walked slowly along the road.
Under the streetlights, their shadows overlapped tightly, radiating tenderness.
“What?!”
With a whoosh, Zhou Sui'an’s eyes widened, and he sprang up from the sofa.
The listless look from moments ago vanished completely. His eyes were so agitated that the corners had turned red.
“Damn it! Jiang Zongyan must have followed my sister to Hai City. It’s just a little summit—why would the president of the Jiang Corporation go all the way there to join in?!”
His sister absolutely could not be carried away by that big bad wolf.
His fingers trembling, he dialed Zhou Suisui’s number.
But after ringing for quite some time, no one answered.
The call disconnected automatically.
“Zhou Suisui, pick up the phone!”
“Please, I’m begging you!”
Zhou Sui'an was already frantic. When he couldn’t get through to Zhou Suisui, he became so anxious that sweat covered his forehead.
The last few times, Jiang Zongyan had tricked his sister into getting a hotel room with him, and both times Zhou Sui'an had managed to ruin their plans.
But this time, they were far away, two thousand kilometers from Tang City in Hai City. Who knew what they might get up to?
“Ugh…”
Zhou Sui'an buried his face in a sofa cushion for a moment, then suddenly lifted his head and called Jiang Zongyan.
Hai City.
Zhou Suisui glanced at the incoming call on her phone and angrily clenched her fist.
Hmph. He finally remembered that she was his sister.
She was genuinely angry this time. She wasn’t going to forgive him so easily.
Otherwise, he would ignore her warnings again the next time he secretly went to see Su Wan, leaving her worried sick.
Although Jiang Zongyan didn’t look back, he could still sense that the girl on his back was upset.
“Is that your brother calling?” he asked softly.
“Yeah.”
Zhou Suisui huffed, clearly unwilling to talk about him.
Jiang Zongyan pressed his lips together and said, “He should be fine now. Don’t worry.”
To be honest, Jiang Zongyan had no idea how to comfort her.
After all, he couldn’t empathize with Zhou Sui'an’s bizarre train of thought.
Compared with Zhou Suisui, what did Su Wan even amount to?
He had no interest in celebrities, but that didn’t mean other people felt the same way.
At various gatherings, he had heard one rumor after another about Su Wan.
Sleeping her way to the top. Plastic surgery. Vanity.
And yet Zhou Sui'an had the brain of a pig and would eat anything without being picky.
If he were Zhou Suisui, Zhou Sui'an would probably have been kicked out of the house by now. He’d even have a sign put up outside the Zhou family’s gate:
“No dogs or Zhou Sui'an allowed.”
Just then, the phone in his suit pocket began to ring.
Jiang Zongyan stopped walking, his brows drawing together slightly.
“Suisui, someone’s calling me.”
He was carrying Zhou Suisui on his back, both hands supporting her, so it wasn’t convenient for him to answer.
“Oh!”
Zhou Suisui thought he meant for her to get down and slowly loosened her arms.
His back was so warm and reassuring that she actually felt a little reluctant to leave.
The moment she realized what she was thinking, Zhou Suisui scolded herself inwardly.
The next second, Jiang Zongyan hitched her higher, his arms tightening around her.
“Don’t get down. The ground is cold…”
After a pause, he added, “Suisui, help me take out my phone.”
“Where is it?”
When Zhou Suisui realized he hadn’t meant for her to get down, she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck again.
Without even noticing it herself, there was a hint of cheerfulness in her voice.
“In my trouser pocket.”
“Okay.”
As soon as Jiang Zongyan finished speaking, Zhou Suisui leaned to the side and reached downward, slipping her hand into the pocket of his suit trousers.
Her small, soft hand searched along the outside of his thigh through the thin layer of fabric, brushing against his skin now and then.
She felt around for a while but couldn’t find anything, so she asked, “Which side?”
“Mm… Don’t touch me randomly.”
Jiang Zongyan hurriedly bit his lip, preventing himself from making a sound.
He took a deep breath and steadied himself before saying, “The left.”
“Oh.”
Zhou Suisui withdrew her hand and switched sides, slipping it into his left pocket.
This time, she quickly found the phone.
When she saw the caller ID, Zhou Suisui froze, and her face instantly turned cold.
“Who is it?” Jiang Zongyan sensed that something was wrong with her reaction and turned his head slightly to look at her. “Your brother?”
Zhou Suisui nodded, her eyes filled with displeasure.
A faint glint flashed through Jiang Zongyan’s eyes. “You’d better not answer. If your brother finds out what we’re doing…”
He paused.
“He’ll probably explode.”
The moment Zhou Suisui heard the words “explode,” her eyes lit up.
“Answer it!”
Not only was she going to answer his call—she was going to make it a video call.
She directly tapped the video-call button.
The next second, Zhou Sui'an’s dark, stormy face appeared in high definition on the screen.
“Sis, why is that bastard’s phone in your hands? It’s already the middle of the night—why are you two still together?”
Looking at his sister’s face on the screen, Zhou Sui'an felt like he was about to cry.
“Where’s Jiang Zongyan?”
“Brother Yan? He’s carrying me, so he doesn’t have his hands free right now!”
Seeing how frantic he was, Zhou Suisui felt secretly delighted. She had finally gotten her revenge.
She deliberately switched the video camera around to show Jiang Zongyan’s back.
Zhou Sui'an nearly choked. He immediately roared, “Zhou Suisui! Explain yourself! What exactly is going on between you and Jiang Zongyan?!”
On the other end of the call, Zhou Suisui had already been sulking. Hearing her brother’s tone, her temper flared.
How dare he question her?
So he was angry, was he?
She deliberately leaned closer against Jiang Zongyan and spoke in a saccharine voice.
“What could possibly be going on between Brother Yan and me? We’re together, just like you can see.”
“Together? What does that mean?”
Zhou Sui'an was so provoked that his eyes turned red. He wanted nothing more than to rush over and pry the two of them apart.
With an innocent, clear-eyed look, Zhou Suisui said, “We’re not just together—we’re going to have a baby, too. Tonight.”
Before Zhou Sui'an could react, she hung up with a sharp click.
