Regretful Beijing Marriage

Zhou Xubai withdrew his gaze, glanced indifferently at Ye Tang who was walking over, and his tone returned to its icy coldness.

"Miss Ye hasn't left yet?"

This indifferent attitude snapped Ye Tang's nerves.

She'd known him for over a decade, so why did she receive this kind of attitude in return?

She quickly caught up with Zhou Xubai and stopped him, her eyes reddening.

"Did you know that Jiang Yining has a husband and children?"

"She's not like that at all!"

Zhou Xubai didn't stop walking.

"and then?"

Ye Tang's eyes widened, her voice trembling with anger.

"Brother Xu Bai, she's obviously juggling multiple relationships, why are you so insistent on protecting her?"

"Didn't you watch the video from the opening day?"

Zhou Xubai finally stopped and glanced at Ye Tang.

That cold, indifferent look made Ye Tang tremble uncontrollably.

She knew he was angry.

If it weren't for her father, perhaps she would already be...

"I don't know where you heard this, and I don't want to know."

"If the trouble you caused at the clinic today reaches Uncle Ye's ears, I don't need to say more about the consequences."

Ye Tang's face turned pale instantly, and she grabbed Zhou Xubai's sleeve.

"So you're going to tell my dad?"

Zhou Xubai frowned and withdrew his hand.

"Even if I don't say anything, the commotion you made today will eventually reach his ears."

"Jiang Yining is not someone you can target at will. You'd better watch yourself."

Ye Tang stood frozen in place, her voice choked in her throat, barely able to stand.

"Zhou Xubai, is this how you see me?"

"I came here today to get medical treatment for my aunt! What did I do wrong?"

Zhou Xubai looked down at her, his eyes calm and expressionless.

"I'm only offering this advice because I understand why you've come."

"If you want to save people, that's none of my business."

"But if you take advantage of your power to cause trouble, you should bear the consequences."

Ye Tang clenched his fists, but still couldn't help but growl.

"Uncle Zhou always thinks about you!"

"The Zhou family is in such a mess, are you really not going back to check on them?"

The name "Zhou Family" struck like a needle, piercing deep into the heart of the matter.

Zhou Xu stopped walking on his white feet, and the air pressure around him dropped to freezing point.

He turned his head away, his gaze chillingly cold.

"I have no connection with the Zhou family anymore."

"If I mention it again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Ye Tang felt ice-cold all over.

My heart aches so much I feel like I'm suffocating.

She had never seen Zhou Xubai look at someone like that before.

She had never received that kind of tender, indulgent, almost obsessive gaze.

He was always polite and courteous to her, and always kept clear boundaries.

Just like with everyone else.

Now, Zhou Xubai is disrespecting a married woman with children.

They even threatened her.

What exactly is Jiang Yining's advantage?

Ye Tang gritted her teeth and dialed the phone.

"Investigate Jiang Yining for me."

-

Song family.

As soon as Jiang Yining arrived, Song Ran came out to greet him with red eyes.

He grabbed her arm, his voice trembling.

"My brother had to go out unexpectedly, please go upstairs and check on my mom."

"She's in very bad shape..."

Jiang Yining nodded and quickly went up to the second floor.

In the bedroom, Zhong Yi lay weakly on the bed.

His face was deathly pale.

My lips are dry and cracked.

He was completely listless.

It was even worse than when she first met her.

Even without getting close, Jiang Yining could feel the suppressed pain emanating from her.

She quickly stepped forward to check.

The skin my fingertips touched was icy cold.

The next moment, Zhong Yi, who had been in a deep sleep, sprang up as if in response.

Her whole body was tense, and her voice was hoarse.

"Stop talking...don't force me..."

Chung Yi's body convulsed violently.

The situation is extremely dangerous.

Jiang Yining remained calm and quickly took out sedatives.

He held Zhong Yi's neck with one hand and coaxed her to take the medicine.

The medicine works very quickly.

Chung Yi's struggles gradually subsided.

But his brow was still tightly furrowed.

Jiang Yining released her grip and gently placed the person back on the pillow.

He got up and went outside.

Song Ran nervously followed.

"How is it?"

"That's terrible."

Jiang Yining shook her head and got straight to the point.

"Who did Ms. Chung see before she fell ill? Was there anything unusual about her?"

Song Ran's brows furrowed tightly.

"That's precisely why it's strange; she didn't go out, and she didn't see any outsiders..."

"The most likely way is through phone calls. We asked, but Mom won't say."

Jiang Yining's gaze darkened.

Do you know your mom's phone password?

Song Ran's pupils contracted sharply, and she subconsciously took a half step back.

"You want to go through her phone? No way!"

"We tried it once before, and she almost had an emotional breakdown after she found out. We've never dared to touch it again since..."

"If you want her to live well, then secretly go and take it."

Jiang Yining interrupted her.

As they spoke, Zhong Yi's suppressed moans echoed from the bedroom again.

The medication is almost ineffective.

Jiang Yining urged.

"There's no time left; she can't rely on medication to stabilize her condition anymore."

Song Ran clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

"Wait."

He then secretly went back to his room.

A few minutes later, he carefully walked out with his phone in hand, his palms sweaty.

"Hurry up, we can't let my mom find out."

Jiang Yining took it and quickly flipped through the call logs, text messages, and social media posts.

The page is unbelievably clean.

Song Ran leaned over for a look and immediately deflated.

"I knew it... my mom definitely deleted it."

"I'll return it; I don't want her to find out."

Jiang Yining avoided him, her fingertips hovering over the screen, her voice turning colder.

"Don't you think it's too clean?"

Song Ran was stunned.

"When someone suddenly falls seriously ill and suffers an emotional breakdown, where do they find the energy and inclination to erase all communication records one by one?"

Jiang Yining looked up at him, her gaze sharp.

"If you were in that situation, would you still have the energy to do these things?"

A chill suddenly ran down Song's spine.

"You mean someone asked my mom to delete it?"

"uncertain."

Jiang Yining asked as she quickly searched for any remaining traces.

"Did Ms. Zhong really show no abnormalities whatsoever before she fell ill?"

Song Ran frowned and thought carefully, then suddenly remembered something.

"When I got up, I saw her standing alone at the door of the study, lost in thought."

"I called her name, and she got startled and ran back to her bedroom."

"I felt something was off, so I asked her, but my mom said it was nothing and wouldn't let me into the room..."

"I went to the living room to get some water, and she was in so much pain inside that she couldn't get up."

Jiang Yining's finger stopped on the screen.

The page is stuck on a string of numbers.

After pausing for three seconds, she handed the phone back to Song Ran.

"You can return it now."

"Write down this number first, then call it."