Her ex-husband was too cold; after being reborn, she hid her pregnant belly and left her father behi

When Zhan Yanxun's sharp, razor-sharp eyes looked at her, Jiang Qianhui felt nothing but amusement.

She smiled slightly and said casually, "President Zhan, I'm just a bystander, how did I get into trouble?"

Zhan Yanxun's eyes darkened: "Qiao Weiwei is all alone and is only recuperating at the Zhan family. Is it necessary for you to make such a scene?"

"I just read a few books on metaphysics and casually said a few words, I didn't expect it to come true. Is this just nonsense in President Zhan's eyes? I'm really sorry for the misunderstanding."

Jiang Qianhui apologized softly, and Zhan Yanxun's expression softened somewhat.

Suddenly, Jiang Qianhui turned around and slapped Qiao Weiwei across the face.

The loud slap startled everyone present.

Qiao Weiwei was so angry after being slapped that she wanted to swear.

But with Zhan Yanxun here, she only pretended to be pitiful and said, "President Jiang, why did you hit me?"

Zhan Yanxun shielded Qiao Weiwei behind him, his eyes filled with malice, and said, "Jiang Qianhui, what are you doing?"

Jiang Qianhui wiped her hands with a handkerchief, her eyes innocent, and said in a lazy voice, "President Zhan, you've misunderstood and think I'm causing trouble. I'm explaining to you that if I wanted to cause trouble, this is the best I could do. President Zhan, please use this as a reference. The thing I hate most in my life is... being wronged."

Jiang Qianhui's demeanor was composed yet carried a strong sense of oppression. She appeared lazy and casual, but when she raised her eyes, they were like a sharp knife, piercing and intimidating.

Zhan Yanxun scrutinized Jiang Qianhui, feeling that she was different from before.

Jiang Qianhui's slap was crisp and loud, and Xie Qingyi and Yan Lan exchanged glances.

After all, Jiang Qianhui's slap had a strong deterrent effect; although it didn't hit their faces, it still made them feel oppressed.

Aside from being a bit unconventional these past few days, Jiang Qianhui is generally perceived as docile and goes to great lengths to please them.

Their sudden arrogance and violence, coupled with his powerful aura, truly surprised them.

Yan Lan said sarcastically, "Qian Sui, I've never seen an explanation like yours. How could you hit someone? I've noticed that you're becoming more and more willful and reckless."

Qiao Weiwei said pitifully, "It doesn't matter. As long as it makes President Jiang feel more comfortable, what's wrong with slapping me? President Jiang is of noble birth, like the bright moon in the sky, while I am just lowly dirt on the ground. It's only natural for me to be trampled on."

Qiao Weiwei's words made Zhan Yanxun's eyes grow even colder.

"Jiang Qianhui, does having a good background make you superior? Does it give you the right to belittle others at will?"

Zhan Yanxun's gaze towards Jiang Qianhui was fierce.

However, Jiang Qianhui's eyes were clear and calm, like a still well, with a kind of indifference that was both in the midst of fire and water and outside the storm.

Zhan Yanxun's eyes darkened. In the past, whenever he got angry, she would lower her head and reflect on her mistakes without him even having to explain why.

But now, instead of repenting, she looks completely indifferent and detached.

Zhan Yanxun's gaze was fixed on Jiang Qianhui, and only then did Jiang Qianhui speak lazily and respond unwillingly.

"President Zhan, you're unfairly labeling me; aren't you just humiliating me?"

Jiang Qianhui's eyes were cold and arrogant. Was his little white flower so sensitive and fragile? Did everyone else deserve to die?

Qiao Weiwei was furious that Jiang Qianhui was so calm now. She was already easily angered and irritable, so why was she so composed now?

How can this provoke her and Zhan Yanxun into a complete falling out?

Qiao Weiwei said pitifully, "President Zhan, when has President Jiang ever suffered such grievances? It's all my fault. I caused President Zhan and President Jiang to quarrel. It's all my fault. I'd better leave."

"This has nothing to do with you. I'm the one who asked you to come to the Zhan family to recover from your injuries. If you go back now, there will be no one to take care of you."

Zhan Yanxun protected Qiao Weiwei, but Qiao Weiwei pretended to be embarrassed.

"But I really don't want to see you arguing with President Jiang."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qianhui's lips curled into a cold smile.

This green tea has a really strong flavor.

"Qiao Weiwei, if President Zhan wants you to stay and recover, then stay. After all, the Zhan family is so big, they won't miss having another room for you."

Jiang Qianhui smiled, as if nothing unpleasant had happened.

Zhan Yanxun looked at Jiang Qianhui, as if trying to see through her.

“President Jiang, if you don’t want me to stay here, how can I shamelessly stay here?”

"You've already done something shameless, and now you're only worrying about this? You're quite slow to react."

Zhan Yanxun said coldly, "Jiang Qianhui, don't go too far."

Jiang Qianhui scoffed, "I didn't expect President Zhan to have taken a liking to green tea lately. How about I have someone boil some water for you and make you some green tea?"

Qiao Weiwei felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this, as she felt that Jiang Qianhui might very well pour boiling water directly on her.

Qiao Weiwei, like a timid little white rabbit, hid behind Zhan Yanxun.

"I don't care about green tea or black tea, just get her out of here. She's bad luck."

Xie Qingyi wanted to drive Qiao Weiwei away out of disgust, and Qiao Weiwei was so angry she wanted to bite her.

He was determined to win her over, but unexpectedly, she went out gambling and lost money, then thought she was a jinx.

It must be Jiang Qianhui who did this.

At this moment, Jiang Qianhui looked up and innocently said to Zhan Yanxun, "President Zhan, it's my mother, not me, who disagrees with Qiao Weiwei living here. You've got the wrong person. It doesn't matter to me where Qiao Weiwei lives. Why don't you two discuss how to deal with her yourselves? I won't get involved in such a trivial matter."

Jiang Qianhui distanced herself from the situation, and Xie Qingyi was right; it was truly unlucky.

"Mom, I still think this has nothing to do with Weiwei."

As Yan Lan spoke, she suddenly leaned close to Xie Qingyi's ear and whispered a few words. Xie Qingyi's expression visibly softened, but she still frowned and looked at Yan Lan, saying, "Is this alright?"

Yan Lan nodded and said mysteriously, "Why not? I think this is the best way."

Upon hearing this, Xie Qingyi's expression softened somewhat, and she said, "Qiao Weiwei, just keep it. Those unlucky things might just be coincidences."

Jiang Qianhui frowned slightly. What were Yan Lan and the others up to?

In her previous life, Qiao Weiwei had close relationships with Xie Qingyi and Yan Lan as soon as she entered the Zhan family, as if she were the second young mistress of the Zhan family.

In this life, with just a few words from her, Xie Qingyi disliked Qiao Weiwei and even wanted to kick her out.

What did Yan Lan say to her that made her change her mind?

At this moment, Zhan Yanxun looked down at Jiang Qianhui and said, "Now you have no objections, right?"

Qiao Weiwei hid behind Zhan Yanxun, pretending to be pitiful, but the smugness in her eyes was undeniable.

Faced with Qiao Weiwei's provocative gaze, Jiang Qianhui remained as calm as ever.

"Qiao Weiwei, just listen to President Zhan and rest and recover properly at the Zhan family home. Otherwise, what if you become lame if you're not taken care of properly?"

Qiao Weiwei's face turned ugly after being rebuked, and Jiang Qianhui continued, "Have you found the driver who hit you?"