Zhou Sui'an shot up from the sofa, his hair standing on end.
—
Meanwhile, after Wen Jing hung up, the woman beside him stretched out her alluring arms and wrapped them around his neck, pouting coquettishly. “You just got back. Do you really have to go out this late? Don’t go, okay?”
Half of Wen Jing’s bones practically melted. He reached out and gave the woman’s pert little bottom a pinch.
“If you don’t work hard, who’s going to buy you Chanel bags? A salary of over a million a year isn’t that easy to earn.”
“Ouch, you’re hurting me.”
“Stop acting spoiled!”
“Hmph!”
Wen Jing hurriedly got dressed, grabbed his car keys, and left without looking back.
By the time he reached the Zhou family villa, Zhou Sui'an was already pacing like an ant on a hot pan.
Holding his phone, he called Jiang Zongyan over and over again, refusing to give up.
Jiang Zongyan hadn’t turned off his phone or blocked the number. He had merely switched it to silent mode.
Like someone teasing a dog, he watched the incoming-call notification keep jumping across the screen and curled his lips in satisfaction.
What was that saying again?
Pay someone back in their own coin.
Zhou Sui'an, Zhou Sui'an—weren’t you so smug this morning?
Why were you panicking now?
“Jiang Zongyan, you sick bastard!”
Zhou Sui'an angrily turned off his phone and shouted at Wen Jing, who had just arrived, “Contact the airline immediately. I can’t wait another minute! I’m leaving right now!”
“President, it’s the middle of the night, and visibility is poor. It isn’t safe. We should wait until tomorrow morning—”
“No! By morning, it’ll be too late!”
Zhou Sui'an was so anxious he was on the verge of tears.
Seeing this, Assistant Wen shook his head, took out his phone, and began making arrangements with the airline.
Zhou Sui'an paced frantically beside him, then pulled out his phone and called Fu Jie.
But at that moment, Fu Jie’s phone was dead.
Naturally, Zhou Sui'an couldn’t get through to him, and his face turned livid with anger.
“What’s wrong with this guy? He always seems so reliable. How could he drop the ball at a crucial moment?!”
He thought for a moment and moved his phone to Zhang Liang’s contact.
He hesitated, then eventually gave up on the idea.
He still had a little common sense left.
The fewer people who knew about his sister and Jiang Zongyan, the better. He couldn’t let everyone find out.
—
An hour later, after Assistant Wen had taken care of all the arrangements, Zhou Sui'an finally boarded a private plane to Hai City.
By the time the plane landed, a sliver of pale dawn had already blossomed along the horizon.
He didn’t have time to worry about anything else and rushed straight to the hotel.
When he opened the hotel room door and saw what was inside, this decisive, ruthless man of the business world instantly fell apart. He was so devastated he couldn’t even cry.
The room was filled with roses and scented candles. Jiang Zongyan was holding Suisui in his arms as they lay on the large bed.
The two of them were intimately entwined, Suisui buried her face against the man’s chest, her expression full of dependence.
One of Jiang Zongyan’s arms was draped around her waist.
Their clothes were disheveled, and his fingers had slipped beneath the hem of her clothes, his fingertips pressed against her skin.
“Ahhh!”
Zhou Sui'an’s scalp went numb as a mental scream like a groundhog’s shriek erupted inside him.
That little brat Zhou Suisui hadn’t been lying to him!
They really had slept together!
The thing he had spent the whole night fearing had finally happened.
Zhou Sui'an’s eyes turned bloodshot. His tall, imposing body blocked the doorway, shielding the scene from the hotel staff’s curious gazes.
Once he came to his senses, he turned around and slammed the door shut, then strode across the room in a few long steps.
“Jiang Zongyan!”
Jiang Zongyan had only just dozed off. Hearing Zhou Sui'an’s roar, he felt as though he were hearing things.
Although he had expected Zhou Sui'an to come rushing over soon, he hadn’t expected him to arrive so quickly!
Just as Zhou Sui'an’s fist came swinging toward him, Jiang Zongyan’s eyes sharpened. He raised a hand and caught it.
“Are you sure you want to start a fight here?”
Jiang Zongyan tilted his head and glanced at Zhou Suisui lying beside him, his gaze deliberately provocative.
Zhou Sui'an’s chest heaved violently.
How had he forgotten?
He should have brought a gun with him.
Then he could have shot this eyesore dead!
Jiang Zongyan seemed to know exactly what he was thinking. The curve of his lips widened, his expression utterly fearless.
“Want to take this somewhere else?”
Zhou Sui'an looked at the dark circles beneath his sister’s eyes. She was clearly exhausted.
Although his heart ached, he felt even more sorry for her.
It was this shameless old man who had seduced his sister.
It wasn’t his sister’s fault. It was the old man’s fault!
“Fine! Who’s afraid of you?”
Zhou Sui'an’s face was ashen with fury. Today, it was either Jiang Zongyan or him—only one of them would walk away alive.
However, just as the two of them were about to leave the room together, a soft, delicate voice came from behind them.
“Brother?”
“…”
“…”
They both stopped at the same time.
Turning around, they looked behind them.
At some point, Zhou Suisui had woken up. She sat on the bed, rubbing her eyes.
Her lips were slightly pursed as she murmured softly, “Why do I see my brother here? Why are there two brothers? Jiang Zongyan is here too?”
She pinched her cheek, then winced in pain.
The next second, she woke up completely.
All traces of sleepiness vanished as she widened her eyes.
“Zhou Sui'an, why are you here? Why are you here of all places?”
It wasn’t even dawn yet.
Tang City was more than two thousand kilometers from Hai City.
How had he gotten here?
Even if he had taken a private plane, flying at night with such poor visibility was extremely dangerous and could easily result in an accident!
How had he dared to do it?!
“Sis, don’t be afraid. Tell me right now—did he bully you?”
The moment Zhou Sui'an saw that his sister was awake, he immediately turned back to the bed and stared at her with deep concern.
Bully her?
Zhou Suisui clenched her fists. “Brother Yan didn’t bully me. You’re the one bullying me!”
“What?! Are you saying you did it willingly?”
Zhou Sui'an grabbed her by both shoulders.
If looks could have taken physical form, Zhou Suisui would already have died hundreds of times beneath the blades and swords in his furious gaze.
“It hurts…”
He was gripping her so tightly that her bones felt as though they were about to break. She frowned hard.
Jiang Zongyan walked over and seized Zhou Sui'an’s wrist with a powerful grip.
“You’re hurting her. Let go!”
His low, cold voice carried a thick warning.
“Heh!”
Zhou Sui'an let out a furious, bitter laugh.
His gaze swept back and forth between the two of them.
“I raised my sister from childhood, and now what? Am I the outsider here?”
The tall man actually swayed unsteadily, looking as though he might collapse at any moment.
Zhou Suisui’s heart immediately went out to him, and she hurriedly said—
