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The moment Cheng Yan saw this woman, his expression turned noticeably ugly.

He said coldly, "Why is she here?"

Jian He glanced at Cheng Yan with some curiosity. She didn't know who this woman was, and casually asked, "Who is she?"

"My husband's wife."

Cheng Yan introduced the woman's identity to Jian He in such unfamiliar words. From this introduction, Jian He could not tell that Cheng Yan and his stepmother did not have a good relationship.

As they were talking, the woman arrived in the hall and smiled slightly when she saw Cheng Yan and Jian He.

"Ayan, you brought your friends back?"

When faced with the woman's question, Cheng Yan did not answer her directly. He simply reached out and pulled Jian He into his arms.

Jian He felt a little awkward. She tried to struggle, but Cheng Yan held her thin shoulders tightly. With no other option, she could only nod to the woman as a way of greeting her.

"Aunt Zuo, what are you doing here so late?" Cheng Yan's attitude towards the woman was not very good, but the woman did not seem surprised.

After looking Jian He up and down, she said, "You've been back for several days now, and you haven't even gone home to see your dad."

"I thought I'd come over and see if there's anything you're missing."

Aunt Zuo's words implied a desire to curry favor with Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan showed no sign of softening; he remained icy cold.

"Go back and tell the old man that I will keep my promise to him, but he should also keep his promise to me."

“Aunt Zuo, I’m an adult now. I can take good care of my own life. I’ll buy whatever I need, so please don’t worry about me.”

"I have something to say to my girlfriend, so I won't keep you any longer, Aunt Zuo."

Cheng Yan coldly dismissed Aunt Zuo, then put his arm around Jian He's shoulder and went upstairs.

Aunt Zuo stood at the bottom of the stairs, watching Cheng Yan and Jian He's backs, her expression quite solemn.

She couldn't understand why, as Cheng Yan's mother's best friend, after Cheng Yan's mother passed away and she married Cheng Yan's father, Cheng Gang, the siblings were so hostile towards her.

After Cheng Yan and Jian He left, Aunt Zuo stood in the living room for a while longer before leaving the villa.

Jian He and Cheng Yan went upstairs and sat down to talk.

Jian He asked him, "Who is this Aunt Zuo? I don't think you two get along well."

Cheng Yan's expression changed slightly. He put his arm around Jian He's shoulder, thought for a moment, and said, "She is the old man's second wife."

"Oh?"

Jian He wasn't very clear about Cheng Yan's identity, and of course, she didn't know who Cheng Yan's father, Cheng Gang, really was.

"She's just a stepmother, don't take it to heart. She always tries to act like a biological mother to me, but..."

"She is not my mother after all."

Jian He could tell that Cheng Yan was quite dissatisfied with this Aunt Zuo, and there must be some grudge or trouble between them.

Since it didn't concern Jian He, she stopped there and didn't ask any further questions.

After resting for a while, the servants prepared dinner. Jian He was quite hungry after sitting on the plane all afternoon, so she ate a lot for dinner.

At the dinner table, Cheng Yan asked Jian He about some things.

"I heard you're planning to move some of the Jian family's business to the capital?"

Jian He nodded: "Yes, my father is in poor health and has handed the Jian Group over to me. I want to make the Jian Group bigger and stronger, so I can only expand into the capital."

Cheng Yan nodded and said, "That's good news. By the way, didn't you say you wanted to find a reputable doctor for Uncle Jian in the capital? Do you have any leads?"

“Uncle Mai has made contact with someone, and I was thinking of taking advantage of my trip to Beijing to meet with the doctor first, and then bring my dad over.” Jian He truthfully told Cheng Yan her thoughts.

Cheng Yan agreed with Jian He's arrangements.

He said, "I want you all to come to the capital. If that's the case, I won't have to travel to Nanluo City so often, and we won't have to suffer the pain of being separated anymore."

Cheng Yan's words caused Jian He's face to flush red again.

Despite having been married to Yin Muqiao, Jian He still felt a little embarrassed when she heard the words "cohabitation".

The servants in the house were very sensible; apart from those who needed to do chores, none of them came out to disturb Cheng Yan and Jian He's time together.

That night, Jian He naturally stayed at Cheng Yan's villa. It was her first time staying at Cheng Yan's house, and she was still a little embarrassed.

She grabbed her pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower, dawdling for quite a while.

At this moment, Aunt Zuo appeared in front of Cheng Gang with Jian He's photo in her hand.

Cheng Gang's eagle-like eyes scanned Jian He's photo.

After a long silence, he said, "As expected of Nan Yun's daughter, she is indeed beautiful. She and Cheng Yan are a good match, but..."

Aunt Zuo pressed Cheng Gang, "But what's wrong?"

"I just don't know if her intelligence is as good as her appearance, and if she's a good match for Cheng Yan," Cheng Gang said with some concern.

The Cheng family is a wealthy and powerful family; not just any woman can enter their gates.

Moreover, Jian He's reputation wasn't very good before.

Aunt Zuo fell into a deep silence.

She said to Cheng Gang, "Ayan has grown up. As elders, we shouldn't interfere too much in his personal affairs."

“He already had a problem with me, and I don’t want him to misunderstand me again because of Jian He.”

Cheng Gang listened to Aunt Zuo's words and nodded silently.

"Let's not rush this matter. Let them get along for now."

At this moment, Jian He, who was in Cheng Yan's villa, couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After lingering in the bathroom for a long time, she finally came out.

Cheng Yan sat at his desk in the bedroom, holding his computer and typing away, seemingly busy with some work-related matters.

When Jian He came out, he glanced back at her. Jian He had washed her hair, and her wet hair draped over her shoulders, making her look extremely alluring.

At this moment, Cheng Yan's gaze was drawn to Jian He.

Jian He felt a little flustered under Cheng Yan's gaze; she had no idea how to interact with him.

Although she and Yin Muqiao had been married, Yin Muqiao never touched her during the marriage.

Their only contact was a drunken impulse before their marriage.

She had read some things and knew that her way of interacting with Yin Muqiao was wrong, but she couldn't convince herself to actively seduce Yin Muqiao.

Facing Cheng Yan in front of her, Jian He's heart was pounding. She had a feeling that something would definitely happen between her and Cheng Yan tonight.