But Liu Jinfang didn't realize that it was not Yan Qiang and Yan Ce who caused all this.
But herself.
The corridor returned to unprecedented silence.
Liu Jinfang stood there holding on to the door frame, looking at the empty corridor, feeling an inexplicable emptiness in her heart.
But soon, she thought of the child in her belly.
She doesn't have everything.
…
The slap marks on Yan Qiang's face were obvious.
Aunt Chen came out of the kitchen and was shocked when she saw it. She couldn't help but said, "Why are you doing this?"
"Aunt Chen, boil an egg." Yan Ce said.
"Hey! I'm going to cook it now!"
Aunt Chen turned around and entered the kitchen again.
Yan Qiang's face was numb and swollen, not painful, but it was the kind of discomfort that people couldn't ignore and could not sit still.
"Brother, do you know who that person is?"
Yan Qiang sat down on the sofa.
Being able to make him decide to really break away from Liu Jinfang, and even stop asking who the father of the child in Liu Jinfang's belly is, shows that he knows it well.
"It doesn't matter anymore."
Yan Ce poured her a glass of warm water and said, "Since I decided to do what she wanted, I no longer want to pursue this issue."
"Is she from Su Wanzhen?"
Yan Qiang could actually guess some.
But she felt strange.
If Su Wanzhen really felt that Huo Shiqing died because of her and wanted to take revenge on her, then why would she bring Liu Jinfang back since she had already let him be with Liu Jinfang.
She was pregnant and gave birth to the child abroad without being able to stuff it back. Wouldn't it be even more uncomfortable when they use the child to come back to fight for the Yan family's property?
"I shouldn't have asked you to come back."
Yan Ce went to get a hot towel and applied it to Yan Qiang's face first, so as not to leave any marks on her face.
He looked at the bright red slap marks on Yan Qiang's face, and his heart was filled with distress, "I should handle this matter myself."
"How could I give up without going through this experience?"
The brother and sister were silent for a while.
Yan Qiang didn't know what Liu Jinfang had experienced abroad in the past few years, which led her to be so malicious towards her own children.
It’s not like they have never gone abroad to see Liu Jinfang.
But every time before, she was the same as before, but this time she came back a completely different person.
"Brother is here."
Yan Ce knew that his words were a bit vague, but he still said: "Wait for me, and I will restore the Yan family to its original state in two years at the latest."
…
Yan Qiang returned to Jiangwan Apartment.
That night, Yan Ce asked his legal team to draft an agreement on the division of property with Liu Jinfang.
He was also prepared for a tough battle with Liu Jinfang.
…
Yan Qiang stayed at Jiangwan Apartment for two days without going out.
Two days later, she asked Yan Ce to lend her two people.
Firstly, she wanted to set up a company, and she needed someone to help her handle these things; secondly, she also recruited two people, hoping that the people Yan Ce would lend her could help with them first.
Yan Qiang still has a contract with the company for more than one year, and she will not terminate the contract with the company yet.
At present, the company still focuses on investing in film and television.
She has some money.
After the TV series "Nine Days" is officially launched, she will slowly start developing subsequent projects.
Yang Wenming is quite well informed.
As soon as he heard that Yan Qiang was registering a company, he immediately contacted Yan Qiang, hoping to cooperate more in the future, and even wanted to invest in it.
"Brother Yang, you're welcome."
Yan Qiang didn't rush to refuse, "Isn't "Nine Days" something we work together on? The company is just registering an empty shell first. As for whether it will operate in the future, it depends on the situation after "Nine Days" is launched."
She is an individual and has a brokerage company, so these funds cannot flow into her personal account.
"Miss Yan is still courageous." Yang Wenming wanted to win over her and immediately said, "In this way, I have been collecting good scripts recently. If Miss Yan is interested, I can select some good ones and give them to you. look."
Major film and television companies and platforms have already collected most potential scripts.
If Yan Qiang wants to get a piece of the pie, she can only look for some less famous relics.
"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Yang."
Yan Qiang is not polite.
Yang Wenming has some connections in this circle, but not many, and this kind of person shows his thoughts to the outside. He is not the kind of person who has deep thoughts secretly. On the contrary, he is simple and easy to deal with.
In the evening, facing the sunset, Yan Qiang called Liang Xun and asked her to have dinner with her.
The two haven't seen each other for a while.
Some things also require face-to-face communication.
"It's getting cold. Let's go to your house for hot pot?" Liang Xun glanced at the time, "I'll ask Daodao to prepare some ingredients and let's chat while we eat."
"OK."
…
As night fell, there was a knock on the door from outside.
Yan Qiang went over to open the door.
"Don't you have-"
The words stopped abruptly when he saw the person standing outside.
"You won't invite me in?"
Huo Qi looked at her with cold black eyes, and his three-dimensional face cast a faint shadow due to the light from the corridor lamp, making him look even colder and cooler.
Yan Qiang didn't give in.
Her hand was still holding the door handle, blocking the door and the door frame, not giving him a chance to enter. "If you have anything to do, just ask me to go to Jingyuan. There is no need to come here specially."
She hadn't gone out for two days. She only wore a loose housecoat. Her long black hair was draped gently on her shoulders. The light shone from behind, and the heater squeezed in from behind her, wrapping her whole body in warmth.
But the words that came out of that mouth were colder than the dew in late autumn.
Huo Qi's eyes were still dark.
"He has a good temper."
He only spoke lightly, but seeing that Yan Qiang still had no intention of getting out of the way, he suddenly bent down and looked at her level: "Once an opening is opened, the rules are no longer rules."
Yan Qiang's grip on the doorknob suddenly tightened.
What he meant was that if Yan Qiang didn't let him in last time, then he wouldn't be here this time.
But she still didn't want to give in.
"I didn't invite you. You were the one who broke into a house without permission last time." Yan Qiang's dark eyes met his stern look, "Wait for me, I'll change my clothes and come out."
She wanted to close the door, but Huo Qi blocked her.
"Not that interested."
Huo Qi had straightened up and his expression had turned pale. Looking at his slightly pursed thin lips, Yan Qiang knew that he was already a little angry.
Just as he was about to speak, the elevator suddenly dinged, and the elevator doors opened to both sides. Daodao and Liang Xun walked out carrying hot pot ingredients while talking.
When he looked up and saw Huo Qi and Yan Qiang standing at the door, facing each other, they suddenly stopped talking.
It was Liang Xun who reacted first.
She immediately burst into laughter: "Mr. Huo is here too. Did Mr. Huo eat tonight? We are preparing to cook hot pot at home. If Mr. Huo doesn't mind, let's come together?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Yan Qiang's eyes falling on her, and she hesitated to speak.
Just when he was wondering, he heard Huo Qi say with a smile but not a smile: "I can't ask for it."
