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After dinner, the family hung out in the living room for a while. Song Zhizhi had no interest in the wedding discussion and quietly returned to her room.

Yi Wenhan watched Song Zhizhi’s retreating figure, exchanged a glance with Nie Wenzhi, and followed her.

“Song Zhizhi, ” came Yi Wenhan’s voice from behind her.

Song Zhizhi, on her way through the back garden to her room, paused and turned to look at Yi Wenhan, a clouded expression on her face. “Yes?”

“Don’t you have anything to say to me?” Yi Wenhan asked, standing uncomfortably close to her.

Song Zhizhi frowned slightly, moving away a little.

Her posture clearly severe.

Yi Wenhan’s face darkened slightly.

“What do you want to say?” Song Zhizhi said impatiently.

“Have you ever thought it would end like this?” Yi Wenhan said. “You choosing another man, and me marrying and having children with another woman.”

Song Zhizhi sneered, “Who you end up with has nothing to do with me. And as for me, frankly, Ji

Baijian is a man that all women would dream of marrying. I consider myself lucky to be with him.”

Yi Wenhan glared at Song Zhizhi intensely, “So you really do like Ji Baijian?”

“I’ve answered this question countless times already,” Song Zhizhi answered coldly. “But let me repeat it one more time. I really like Ji Baijian. It’s not just liking. In this world, only he is my equal partner. As for you..

Song Zhizhi’s look was one of disdain, “You’re nowhere close.”

“Song Zhizhi!” Yi Wenhan clenched his fists.

“Be the perfect son-in-law your supposed to be. Even Nie Xiaofei is better than you who has nothing. Cherish it,” Song Zhizhi said, turning to leave.

In truth, she was tired of dancing around the subject with Yi Wenhan. It was easier and faster to make him angry.

“Song Zhizhi!” Yi Wenhan called out, pulling her arm fiercely.

Song Zhizhi lost her footing and fell into Yi Wenhan’s arms. Before she could react, Yi Wenhan bent down and kissed her passionately.

“Ah.” Song Zhizhi felt nauseated.

Her earlier anticipation had turned into disgust.

But Yi Wenhan didn’t care as he forced himself on her.

Song Zhizhi fought back desperately, trying her best to push Yi Wenhan away, “Are you mad? Are you not afraid that I’ll scream?”

Yi Wenhan looked at Song Zhizhi, her face filled with disgust.

He was trembling with rage at her reaction. When Ji Baijian had kissed her, she had looked like a love-struck girl. But with him, she was repulsed? He would rather believe that Song Zhizhi was a flirtatious woman, than accept her disdain for him.

Yi Wenhan turned and left abruptly.

Song Zhizhi watched him go, angrily wiping her mouth. She had never expected Yi Wenhan would do something like this, and was caught off guard.

Returning to her room, the first thing she did was brush her teeth.

It was more disgusting than having eaten feces.

She never thought Yi Wenhan’s kiss could revolt her so much. She repeatedly brushed her teeth a

dozen times before falling on her bed and inexplicably called Ji Baijian.

On the other end of the line, he answered lazily, “Miss Song.”

Song Zhizhi gritted her teeth. It seems he would never change.

She asked, “What are you doing?” “Miss Song, you seldom show such concern.” “If you don’t want to answer, never mind.”

“At the bar,” he answered bluntly.

Song Zhizhi frowned, “Drinking?”

“Singing,” Ji Baijian added.

“Anything else?” Song Zhizhi asked.

“Is Miss Song checking on me?” He chuckled lightly.

“I’m just being ridiculous,” Song Zhizhi said, before abruptly ending the call.

She was strangely angry.

Yet her anger didn’t stem from Ji Baijian. She felt a hint of guilt, as if Yi Wenhan’s outrageous behavior had left her feeling guilty. She hung up the phone, her heart in turmoil.

Meanwhile, in the VIP room of the high-end entertainment club “Azure” in Jin City, Ji Baijian hung up the phone with a smile on his lips.

Yin Qin, sitting next to him with a glass of wine, asked, “Call from Song Zhizhi?”

“Mmm,” Ji Baijian answered casually, taking a sip of his drink. “Has she really fallen for you?”

Ji Baijian continued enjoying his drink, not answering.

“Song Zhizhi seems nice,” Yin Qin murmured. She is hundreds of times better than Ji Baixin’s woman.

Ji Baijian chuckled lightly.

Yin Qin spoke again, “Baijian, have you considered the potential conflicts between you and Song

Zhizhi? The future clashes between both of you?”

Ji Baijian paused, his hand holding the glass of wine, “There won’t be any.” Yin Qin wanted to say something more. But Ji Baijian was already standing up from the sofa, “I should be going.”

Yin Qin looked surprised, “So soon?!”

It was still early?!

Ji Baijian left a farewell sentence, “A married man should not linger in such places.”

“…” Yin Qin watched Ji Baijian’s back disappear.

This was naked, shameless boasting.

The next day.

Song Zhizhi woke up on little sleep.

The unpleasant experience of the night before had made it hard for her to sleep. After finally falling asleep, she dreamt she was being ravaged by some brute, who turned out to be Ji Baijian. The nightmare had made her wake up again in the middle of the night, leaving her to wonder if she was sexually frustrated.

After finishing her morning routine, she walked out the door, feeling a little nervous about the civil service exam results due at 2 p.m. Just as she reached the lobby, she heard a scream followed by Aunt Zhu running into the hall, saying, “Miss, something terrible happened. Miss Nie Xiaofei had a miscarriage, she’s bleeding everywhere.”

Song Zhizhi’s heart tightened.. She Imew it couldn’t be that simple!