Xie Qingyi was furious, but Zhan Yanxun was not surprised at all when he saw the room full of luxury goods.

Jiang Qianhui then remembered that Zhan Yanxun could receive text messages about spending on the black card.

It's no surprise that she spent tens of millions today and has mountains of stuff at home.

But since he could see the transaction messages so early on, why didn't he stop it or intervene?

He let her squander his money.

Zhan Yanxun's brows furrowed with an air of noble pride, and his tone was cold and arrogant.

“The Zhan family’s wealth isn’t so thin that she could squander it all.”

Xie Qingyi was stunned. Did her son mean to protect Jiang Qianhui?

For the past two years, Zhan Yanxun had never given Jiang Qianhui a second glance, but now he suddenly spoke up for her, which surprised and angered Xie Qingyi.

“Son, she can’t even have a child. She can’t even do the most basic things a wife should do. What right does she have to be so extravagant?”

"She's Mrs. Zhan, what's wrong with spending a little money?"

Zhan Yanxun's eyes were deep and his words were so captivating that it was impossible not to be confused.

However, the pain of being pierced by a bullet in the previous life can bring one back to clarity in a daze.

Jiang Qianhui steadied herself, her eyes as cold as ice.

"President Zhan, you are truly generous."

Zhan Yanxun looked down at Jiang Qianhui and said.

"You can be capricious and buy whatever you want, but you must be at the company on time tomorrow."

They were just saying nice things, like they'd take care of her. But really, they just wanted her to go to work.

"The project in Beicheng is a multi-billion dollar project. No wonder President Zhan is so generous, letting me spend tens of millions."

"This is an advance payment, your year-end bonus."

"President Zhan is such a generous boss. But I'm such a useless employee, I'm not feeling well and need to rest."

After finishing her sentence, Jiang Qianhui went back to her room amidst the angry gazes of Xie Qingyi and Yan Lan.

Xie Qingyi said angrily, "Son, get your black card back right now."

“She is Madam Zhan. It is only natural to give her my black card.”

After Zhan Yanxun finished speaking, he left, leaving Xie Qingyi standing there, jumping up and down in anger.

Yan Lan hadn't expected that Zhan Yanxun's tolerance for Jiang Qianhui would inexplicably skyrocket.

Wasn't he unwilling to marry Jiang Qianhui back then?

What's going on now?

This cannot continue.

Yan Lan whispered in Xie Qingyi's ear, "Mom, it seems Jiang Qianhui has our Yanxun under her thumb, that's why she dares to disregard you. Even though she can't have children, she still dares to talk back to you and is a spendthrift!"

"Once she marries into our Zhan family, she should be subject to our discipline. How can she still be so extravagant? Watch how I deal with her."

……

Jiang Qianhui sensed Zhan Yanxun entering, and she turned to look at him.

"President Zhan, did you come over to help me organize the things I bought because I bought too many?"

Zhan Yanxun's brows were as noble as the wind, but his voice was as cold as ice.

"If you don't want to tidy up, let the maid do it for you. But work-related matters must be taken care of."

Jiang Qianhui raised an eyebrow slightly, her voice unusually gentle.

"President Zhan, are you implying that the Zhan family doesn't support idlers?"

Zhan Yanxun's eyes were deep, and his thin lips moved slightly.

"Although you've been faking it these past two years, I'm quite satisfied."

Zhan Yanxun didn't want to admit it, but she hadn't gone to the company, and the people in the president's office couldn't even make coffee. A bunch of useless idiots!

Jiang Qianhui smiled and said, "President Zhan, you want me to continue being an obedient secretary and serving you. But I am arrogant and domineering by nature, how can I live such a repressed life forever?"

Zhan Yanxun has never given anyone a way out in his life, except for some people who are blind and refuse to do so!

Seeing Zhan Yanxun's face contorted with anger, Jiang Qianhui said lazily.

“President Zhan, it’s not impossible for me to return to the company. However, although I am nominally your wife, I want a 50/50 split of the profits from the Beicheng project. Also, the secretary position is too beneath my abilities; I should at least be given a vice president position.”

Jiang Qianhui smiled charmingly and spoke casually, not feeling that she had gone too far in any way.

Zhan Yanxun scoffed coldly, his eyes like ice, as he looked Jiang Qianhui up and down.

"The North City project, a 50/50 profit split? The vice president of the Zhan Group? I just thought you were a useful secretary, but you really think you're something special!"

"Mr. Zhan, this means you don't agree to my conditions. Then there's no need to continue the conversation. After all, being Mrs. Zhan is pretty good. You don't have to do anything and you have endless money. Why would you be foolish enough to do those thankless things?"

In her previous life, Jiang Qianhui was a workaholic who did everything at the company just to gain Zhan Yanxun's approval.

She tried so hard to stand on the same level as him, but she never expected that he would come down for another woman.

It's truly pathetic.

Zhan Yanxun exudes a coldness that gives people a suffocating sense of oppression.

"If you don't want to work, just stay home...and get some rest!"

Zhan Yanxun stormed off, only to hear Jiang Qianhui's gentle, kitten-like voice behind him.

"President Zhan, please take care."

After driving Zhan Yanxun away, Jiang Qianhui began to sing softly.

"I may possess a thousand charms, but I am not a good man. Who will be fortunate enough to give their life to the wrong person?"

The one who falls in love first is stripped of their weapon and reduced to a servant.

Jiang Qianhui's eyes turned cold, like a desolate autumn, filled with sorrow.

……

That night, Jiang Qianhui had a nightmare.

In her dream, Zhan Yanxun had one arm around Qiao Weiwei and the other hand holding a gun, shooting her in the heart.

She died, but she heard someone crying.

Who is crying? Who else would cry for her?

The cries were heart-wrenching and terrifyingly mournful!

She woke up with a start, unsure whether it was the fear of being shot through the heart or the sorrow of her cries.

At this moment, Jiang Qianhui's back was completely soaked.

She held the water glass on the bedside table, her hand still trembling slightly.

She has been reborn, and in this life, she absolutely cannot repeat the same mistakes.

Zhan Yanxun, he actually hurt Qiao Weiwei to that extent for her sake.

In this life, she wants him to lose everything!

Thinking of the baby in my belly, my heart started to clench again.

If only I could be reborn sooner.

Why did she have to get pregnant with his child?

Jiang Qianhui felt a deep sorrow in her heart. In her previous life, she was overjoyed when she discovered she was pregnant.

When she lost her child, she was devastated and wished she were dead.

But after three years of life-or-death struggle with Zhan Yanxun in her previous life, when she found out she was pregnant, she didn't feel the joy of having her child back.

At this moment, she felt conflicted.

She placed her hand on her belly, feeling the life inside her.

After a long while, she felt relieved.

The child is hers alone and has nothing to do with Zhan Yanxun.

As long as she keeps this secret, the child will always be hers alone.

Although she can't leave yet, she needs to take good care of herself during her pregnancy.

Thinking about taking care of her pregnancy, Jiang Qianhui's mood gradually calmed down.

In this life, she is determined to ensure her child's safe birth.

I don't know if it's a boy or a girl?

Thinking about this, a soft spot in my heart stirred.

I was surrounded by a warm sense of happiness.

The night is no longer cold.

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