Chapter 896

The tall woman said: "Zhou Andong of the Yugong Group!"

The plump woman was stunned for a long while before coming to her senses, then laughed quite suddenly.

"That really makes me feel surprised and shocked!"

"Actually, it's within reason." The tall woman said: "She was single-mindedly focused on going abroad and didn't even have a child after being married for several years. Since the opportunity to go abroad came, divorce was normal, and besides, at that time, Zhou Andong hadn't risen to power yet.

It's just that who could have imagined that she would return after half a year abroad, while Zhou Andong rose like a comet and even became her business competitor."

The plump woman sighed: "Fate plays tricks on people. However, if it were me, even if I went abroad, I wouldn't divorce my man. Once I got a foothold abroad, I would bring him and the child over.

In the end, isn't going abroad just pursuing the life of your dreams? Why give up the happiness already in your grasp for a dream you're still chasing?"

The tall woman said: "Actually, the most important thing is that she and Zhou Andong no longer had feelings for each other; otherwise, it would be impossible to not even want the child."

The plump woman asked: "Do you think Jiang Yuping regrets it now?"

The tall woman thought for a moment: "That's really hard to say, but her mood changed quite a bit just now when she saw those women, especially the child."

The plump woman said: "The 'Dongzi' she mentioned should be Zhou Andong, and that woman is likely Zhou Andong's current wife."

"Right!" The tall woman nodded in agreement: "That woman is truly beautiful; as a woman, I can't even feel jealous."

The plump woman chuckled: "Even if she regrets it now, it's too late. Whether it's appearance or temperament, Jiang Yuping can't compare to that woman, not to mention they already have a child."

Jiang Yuping didn't return to the company, but went straight back to the house she rented. As soon as she entered, she stripped herself bare and took a cold shower.

Because Zhou Andong liked cold showers, after they were married, she was often taken by Zhou Andong to wash that way. Even after the divorce, she hadn't changed this habit.

After the shower, Jiang Yuping stood in front of the mirror, large water droplets sliding down her still-even figure, and she couldn't help but raise her hands to stroke her own smooth skin.

Gradually, her eyes became a bit hazy. In a trance, she saw Jian Qiu in the mirror—that perfect face, proud figure, and extraordinary temperament—nothing about her didn't make her feel inferior.

She didn't know how long it had been, but Jiang Yuping shook her head violently, and she sobered up. But as soon as she thought of Jian Qiu and that child, she felt an indescribable sensation in her heart.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A knock suddenly came from outside. Jiang Yuping took a deep breath, wrapped a bath towel around herself, and walked out of the bathroom: "Who is it?"

"Jiang, it's me, Kyle!"

"Wait a moment!"

Jiang Yuping changed into some clothes, then opened the door to see Kyle, that foreigner, standing outside holding a bouquet of fresh flowers.

"Jiang, happy birthday!"

"How did you know today is my birthday?" Jiang Yuping was stunned and took the flowers.

"President Zhao told me." Kyle happily took out two movie tickets: "Farewell My Concubine, a love story about an ancient Chinese hero of yours. It just won the Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film Festival; I think it must be very good."

"I'm sorry, Kyle!" Jiang Yuping shook her head: "I'm not feeling well, let's go see it in a few days."

Hearing that Jiang Yuping wasn't feeling well, Kyle asked urgently: "Where are you uncomfortable? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"I'm fine!" Jiang Yuping shook her head: "I'll be fine after a rest. You go back first."

Kyle wanted to say something more, but Jiang Yuping had already closed the door.

"Jiang..."

Kyle raised his hand to knock on the door, but finally put it down and turned to leave in disappointment. After walking a few steps, he looked back unwillingly. After waiting for five or six minutes and seeing that the door still hadn't opened, he sighed and left.

Jiang Yuping lay on the bed and took a cigarette out of her bag to light it. She didn't know when it started, but she had grown to like the feeling of smoking.

Especially the burning sensation of the smoke being inhaled into her lungs, which often helped her forget the exhaustion of body and mind.

The smoke rose before her eyes, slowly drifting away, and the past flashed through her mind like a slide show.

Her former lover had now become a competitor. The friend who once took care of her like a younger sister was now just a mound of yellow earth.

Her dream of going abroad had been realized, but she had returned by a twist of fate, and then accidentally discovered her younger sister's secret.

That night, Jiang Yuyue's words were still echoing in her ears, which made her breathing faster and faster.

Her heart also twitched violently, hurting so much that she couldn't catch her breath.

"Zhou Andong!" Jiang Yuping's eyes gradually turned cold: "If you dare to provoke Jiang Yuyue again, I will never forgive you."

………………

Zhou Andong had spent the day accompanying Jiang Huijun and the leaders of Qi City touring the capital. After dinner that evening, he came to An Jing's house and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Coming!" Zhou Anqin's voice came from inside, and then the door opened: "Brother!"

Zhou Andong entered the door, saw that both An Congwen and Deng Lanxia were there, and greeted them with a smile.

"Uncle, Auntie!"

An Jing came out of the kitchen with a fruit platter. Seeing Zhou Andong, she snorted, didn't give him a good look, and turned toward the living room.

"Andong is here!" Deng Lanxia waved her hand with a smile: "Xiao Qin said you were coming tonight, so I came over to take a look."

"Auntie, it's only been a few days, why do I feel like you're getting younger and younger?"

Zhou Andong changed into slippers and looked at An Jing, who was sitting on the sofa.

"If you and An Jing stood together, anyone who saw you would think you were sisters, not mother and daughter."

Deng Lanxia couldn't help but laugh happily: "You really know how to flatter me."

"I'm telling the truth."

Then Zhou Andong sent another compliment to An Congwen.

"But, you can stay so beautiful and young all the time, it must be because my uncle spoils you."

An Jing rolled her eyes and muttered: "Flatterer!"

An Congwen said proudly: "That's right, who wouldn't spoil their own wife?"

Zhou Andong came to the sofa and kicked An Jing's feet: "Didn't you see a guest has arrived? Make some room."

"You..."

An Jing glared at Zhou Andong, just about to say something. Seeing the looks from her mother and father, she immediately shut her mouth and reluctantly moved to the side.

Zhou Andong seemed not to see An Jing's dark face and sat down with a thud.

"Uncle, I have to trouble you with one more thing."

"I heard An Jing mention it." An Congwen said: "The design for the Qiudongfang Shopping Plaza in Qi City, right?"

Zhou Andong nodded: "Right!"

An Congwen asked habitually: "Do you have any ideas?"