Liang Yurou no longer had the energy to bother with her. She tossed out a threat, “Nan Zhu, just wait until Shao Xuan returns. He definitely won’t let you off.”
Nan Jin scoffed lightly. A man with a few screws loose—she couldn’t care less whether he’d let her off or not.
After answering the phone, Yuan Limei turned to Yuan Zheng and said, “Xiao Zheng, it’s your second sister. She knows you’re here and wants to invite us to dinner tonight.”
The two sisters had both settled in this area so they could look out for each other.
At the very least, her second sister, her husband, and their child had all been assigned jobs in the factory by Gu’s father.
After all, a factory job nowadays was a secure iron rice bowl.
Yuan Zheng paused for a moment before agreeing.
Gu Qingya sobbed, “Mom, let’s bring sister-in-law along this time. That venomous woman Nan Zhu is already divorced. She has no right to attend our family gathering.”
Yuan Limei naturally agreed. “Of course she has no right to go. Hurry and tend to the scratches on your face. Your dad will be back soon to pick us up.”
Yuan Zheng’s eyes darkened slightly, but he offered no opinion. He walked over and sat on the single-seater sofa, casually picking up a newspaper to read.
Gu Qingya glared coldly at Liang Yurou and snapped angrily, “Sister-in-law, why did you scratch me so hard?”
Liang Yurou felt wronged. “You scratched me hard too, didn’t you?”
“You… If you hadn’t lunged at me, why would I have scratched you?”
“You’re the one who asked me to help you.”
“But I didn’t tell you to scratch me.”
The two of them bickered back and forth until Yuan Limei grew irritated and raised her voice. “If you don’t hurry up, neither of you will go.”
Only then did they quiet down and quickly help each other apply medicine, all the while muttering complaints under their breaths.
Liang Yurou cherished this opportunity greatly. Being included in the Gu family’s dinner meant her status was being recognized.
Meanwhile, Gu Shao Xuan, after obtaining the divorce certificate, remembered that Nan Jin had said she would be discharged from the hospital that afternoon. He hurried to the hospital, only to be told that she had already left.
His eyes darkened, and he rubbed his temples wearily.
Nan Zhu had been acting outrageously these past few days. Once she calmed down, he would have a proper talk with her.
Seeing that it was getting late, he rushed home and happened to run into his father, who had just returned in a jeep to pick them up for dinner.
“Why are you back alone? Where’s Xiao Zhu?” his father asked as soon as he saw him.
Gu Shao Xuan clenched his fists tightly and replied in a low voice, “Her uncle took her away.”
According to the nurse’s description, it was likely her uncle who had picked her up.
His father watched his retreating back and called out loudly, “You brat, didn’t you go look for her?”
From inside, Yuan Limei’s frustrated voice responded, “He’s home.”
His father said nothing more and strode inside.
At a glance, he spotted Yuan Zheng sitting on the sofa and nodded slightly. “Xiao Zheng, you’re here.”
Yuan Zheng stood up, his posture ramrod straight. “Brother-in-law.”
“Mm, have a seat. I’ll go change my clothes.”
Gu’s father said to Gu Shao Xuan, “Keep your uncle company for a while.”
Gu Shao Xuan replied, “Uncle, please wait a moment. I’ll be right back.”
He strode upstairs, one hand slipping into his pocket and touching the divorce certificate inside before withdrawing it again.
At that moment, he suddenly felt reluctant to give it to her.
“Brother Shao Xuan,” Liang Yurou’s aggrieved voice called out.
He looked up and was startled to see the disheveled state of her face. He quickly stepped forward to support her. “Yurou, what happened to you?”
Liang Yurou pouted pitifully, leaning into his embrace.
“Brother Shaoxuan, please don’t blame Nanzhu. She’s just upset, and it’s okay if she takes it out on me.”
“What? Nanzhu again? What’s gotten into her?”
Gu Shaoxuan was on the verge of fury. He gently touched her face, his voice softening. “Does it hurt?”
“Mhm, Qingya helped me apply some medicine, so it feels a bit better now.”
Liang Yurou lifted her bruised face to look at him, her large, teary eyes filled with grievance. “Brother Shaoxuan, please don’t blame Nanzhu, okay? Mom said she’s not invited to the family dinner tonight, so it’s understandable that she’s upset.”
Gu Shaoxuan understood immediately—she was throwing a tantrum over this.
He gently coaxed her for a moment, urging her to go downstairs first, then stormed toward the room in a rage.
Seeing the door half torn off and clothes strewn chaotically across the room, the anger he had barely suppressed surged back uncontrollably.
“Nanzhu, what’s your problem now?”
Nan Jin was calmly folding the few decent outfits she had picked out, preparing to take them with her.
As for the old, worn-out clothes—though the original owner had been reluctant to part with them, Nan Jin felt no such attachment. The original owner had intended to save them for making diapers for the baby later on.
But now that the baby was gone, there was no reason to keep them, so she had tossed them on the floor.
Without looking up, Nan Jin replied coldly, “Which of your dog eyes saw me causing trouble?”
“You scratched Yurou’s face like that—how is she supposed to show herself in public now? Go apologize to her immediately.”
Nan Jin felt utterly exhausted dealing with someone like him. “Not a chance.”
Gu Shaoxuan strode over, grabbing her arm impatiently. “Go apologize to Yurou.”
He had intended to talk things out with her once she calmed down, but her repeated arrogance left him no choice. He couldn’t keep indulging her—it would only harm her in the long run.
Nan Jin had been keeping an eye on his movements. As he reached for her, she snatched a pillow from the bed and swung it at his hand.
“Get lost. Don’t touch me—I’m afraid of catching something.”
Gu Shaoxuan froze. The pillow didn’t hurt, but her disdainful words struck deep.
“What did you say? Say it again if you dare.”
Nan Jin sneered, “I don’t have the ability to sow seeds everywhere like you. You’re even more promiscuous than a breeding pig.”
“Nanzhu!” Gu Shaoxuan glared at her, teeth clenched, and reached for her again.
“Xiao Xuan, what are you doing?” Gu Father’s stern voice cut through the tension.
Gu Shaoxuan’s hand froze mid-air. Meeting Nan Jin’s icy, detached gaze sent a tremor through his heart.
When had her eyes grown so cold, as if he were a stranger?
“Shouldn’t you go comfort your childhood sweetheart? She’s injured—better make sure nothing happens to the baby, or you’ll just blame me again.”
As she spoke, Nan Jin suddenly paused.
Such tricks were common in novels—what if that woman was really planning to pin something on her?
Gu Shaoxuan had told the original owner that the child wasn’t his.
If Liang Yurou truly wanted to be with Gu Shaoxuan, she wouldn’t actually go through with having that child.
No, she had to get out of here fast—before she got framed.
Gu Shaoxuan was stunned by her words, staring at her in a daze. The disdain and coldness in her eyes struck him deeply.
“Dad, she’s the one who made the mistake and still refuses to admit it!”
He couldn’t stand her like this—she had never been this way before.
Gu’s father walked in and looked at her indifferently. “What mistake did she make? Did she kill your entire family?”
Gu Shaoxuan: “…Dad!”