He subconsciously walked over and saw Jiang Tian's fingers dripping with blood, and there was also blood on the kitchen knife next to him.
You'll understand at a glance.
Zhou Yancheng lived in this house for a while. He quickly found the band-aid and handed it to Jiang Tian silently.
Jiang Tian's face turned red and his tone was awkward: "I have difficulty with one hand, can you help me put it on?"
Zhou Yancheng didn't say anything, and silently posted it to Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian's fingers were as slender as green onions, white and tender, with a bright red scar on them, which was shocking.
"I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I originally wanted to cook for you. But... I'm sorry, I will learn from it."
Jiang Tian lowered his eyes, feeling very embarrassed. ?.?????.???
Zhou Yancheng was startled. He didn't expect that Jiang Tian hurt his hand because he wanted to cook for him.
He finally consciously looked at Jiang Tian carefully.
Her facial features are not just delicate, but they are extremely white. When she lowers her head, her neck looks like fine white porcelain.
While washing up, Zhou Yancheng made a rough draft in his mind. When he came out of the bathroom, he said to Jiang Tian, "Are you free? I want to talk to you about our marriage."
Two people were sitting in the living room.
The house is extremely small, and the living room is naturally narrow. Jiang Tian is sitting on the sofa, and Zhou Yancheng is sitting opposite her.
Jiang Tian kept his head down and couldn't see her expression clearly, but he could feel her embarrassment.
After sorting through what was in his mind, Zhou Yancheng slowly said, "I think you should know why we got married, right?"
Jiang Tian looked at him quietly and nodded slowly.
"You and I have no feelings, but we were forced to get together. So I want to set a time limit for our marriage. When the cooperation between both parties is over, we will quietly obtain the divorce certificate and separate peacefully. You how do you feel?"
Jiang Tian asked in a low voice: "So you don't want to be a real couple with me, right?"
"...Yes, before this, we were strangers. A marriage without emotional foundation is destined to not last long, so it is better to make an agreement first."
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Tian nodded: "Okay, let's do that."
Zhou Yancheng, who had been cheated legally, took out the contract he had prepared.
"Then take a look at this contract. If you get divorced after half a year, this house will be yours. After signing the contract, whoever doesn't want a divorce after half a year will have to pay the other party 10 million."
When Jiang Tian heard about the house, his expression was surprised, and then he shook his head vigorously: "...No, I don't want this house. You don't need to give it to me. I don't want anything."
Zhou Yancheng paused and said tentatively: "If you don't want it, I can't give you anything else."
Of course he still has some assets, but he doesn't want to expose them.
"I don't want anything, just like this, we will divorce in half a year. I am already very grateful that you can take me in for half a year."
Zhou Yancheng was startled for a moment and could only nod: "Then I'll go and modify the contract."
When the revised contract is released and made into two copies, one for each person, it is considered a done deal.
Now that the contract was signed, Zhou Yancheng breathed a sigh of relief.
It was impossible for him to spend his life with a woman he didn't like. It was an unexpected surprise that Jiang Tian was so obedient.
Now that we have finished talking about the serious things, we have to talk about the trivial matters.
"I'll give you five thousand yuan a month from now on, okay?"
Zhou Yancheng asked Jiang Tian.
He is bankrupt, and his torture is not over yet. He is still working in a branch of the Zhou family. In order to keep a low profile, Zhou Yancheng does not plan to leave his job for the time being.
Five thousand yuan is based on the salary he can get today.
Jiang Tian opened his eyes wide: "Why do you want to give me money?"
Zhou Yancheng was immediately stunned by the question. He hesitated for a while and then told the truth: "Since the two of us currently live together and you don't have a job, I can't possibly watch you starve to death."
His words seemed to make Jiang Tian laugh. She raised her lips, revealing a small dimple: "I have a job. I am an illustrator. Although I don't get much money every month, it is enough to support myself. No. I need you to give me money. We are not... a real couple, there is no need to share weal and woe."
Zhou Yancheng knew almost nothing about Jiang Tian except his identity.
He saw that Jiang Tian didn't want to accept the money, so he chose a compromise: "Then I'll put the money in the cabinet. You can get it whenever you need it. You just need to make up for it later. Is that okay?"
He took a step back, and Jiang Tian also took a step back: "Okay."
After thinking for a while, Zhou Yancheng continued: "I often work overtime and have irregular meal times, so you don't have to cook for me."
His eyes fell on Jiang Tian's hand hiding the band-aid, and the meaning was obvious.
Jiang Tian bit his lip and did not express his position.
Zhou Yancheng thought she acquiesced, so he asked her if there was anything else we needed to discuss together.
Jiang Tian raised his head: "You go to the bedroom to sleep. I'll sleep on the sofa. You're too tall and can't sleep on the sofa."
Zhou Yancheng immediately refused: "No, I slept just fine."
"But you can't even stretch your legs..."
"It doesn't matter, this matter has been decided. Is there anything else you want to say?"
Jiang Tian saw that he was determined and did not dare to refute him.
"Nothing, I want to ask if there is anything I can do for you at home? I live in your house for free, the rent is so expensive, so I want to do something for you."
Zhou Yancheng shook his head: "There's nothing you need to do, just take care of yourself."
He said so. Jiang Tian frowned and wanted to say something, but didn't say anything more.
Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Zhou Yancheng did not give her a chance to speak again.
However, after being together for half a year, the farther the distance between the two, the better. He didn't want others to cross the boundaries he set.
After looking at his watch, Zhou Yancheng tidied up and went to work.
When he arrived at the company, many people looked at him with amused eyes.
Who doesn't know that the Zhou family's youngest son was given up and had to work in their small company, and even married a second-married daughter who was nine years older than him.
