CHAPTER 225: CHAPTER 223 WE’RE IMPOSSIBLE NOW

Jian Xi left the Jian Family and headed straight for the police station.

She wanted to see those two desperados and also needed to make a supplementary statement.

With a camera flashing behind the officer, he asked her seriously, "Miss Jian, what did you use to injure the assailant?"

"In self-defense, I grabbed a nearby fire extinguisher and smashed it directly onto his head. He fainted on the spot."

Jian Xi’s professional cooperation ensured the police work proceeded smoothly.

As she was leaving, she happened to see Bing Xin’s lawyer.

After a moment’s hesitation, Jian Xi followed him.

The lawyer’s name was Chen Hua. He was at the station to handle another case and also to retrieve some paperwork for Bing Xin.

Jian Xi decided to orchestrate an "accidental" encounter.

She "accidentally" bumped into him, and the documents she was holding scattered all over the ground.

"Oh, I’m so sorry! Let me get those," Jian Xi said.

Chen Hua, however, quickly bent down, flustered, gathered the scattered papers, and handed them to her. Seeing who it was, he frowned slightly. "Miss Jian, what are you doing here?"

Jian Xi smiled. "In court, we’re adversaries, but outside of it, we can consider ourselves senior and junior from law school. You don’t need to be so hostile towards me."

Chen Hua laughed, a little embarrassed. "It’s not hostility; I just have to be cautious. After all, Junior, you’re incredibly formidable, with quite a reputation out there. I’m a bit intimidated."

"Intimidated, yet you still dare to face me in court? You’re quite courageous."

Chen Hua was rendered speechless by her retort, unsure what to say for a moment.

Jian Xi smiled. Her smile was like the moment a snow-capped mountain thaws, its beauty dazzling the entire world.

Chen Hua was momentarily captivated. The campus belle truly lives up to her name; she’s breathtakingly, shockingly beautiful.

"It’s not often we meet. Let me treat you to a meal, Senior. Consider it a chance to get acquainted," Jian Xi said, extending her hand.

Chen Hua touched it briefly, not daring to hold it any longer. The subtle fragrance that seemed to emanate from her with every movement made his mouth go dry, and Chen Hua no longer dared to meet her brilliant eyes.

"Well, perhaps we shouldn’t eat together. After all, I’m the defendant’s lawyer, and you’re the plaintiff. If we were discovered, it wouldn’t look good."

"That’s true. I won’t insist then. After the lawsuit is over, I hope to have the chance to dine with you, Senior," she said politely and amiably, exuding an approachable charm that drew him in and made it hard to refuse.

Chen Hua nodded immediately. "Sure, of course."

"Actually, Senior, I have something to say, but I’m not sure if I should," she said, looking concerned.

Chen Hua, curious, prompted, "Go ahead."

"Bing Xin is obviously setting up an extortion scheme. If you’re helping her, you must win; otherwise, it will impact your career."

Chen Hua’s expression darkened.

"For the sake of the Jian Family’s reputation, I will show no mercy. You’ll undoubtedly go all out to find evidence for her. But have you considered that some of that evidence might be fake? If false evidence is presented in court, be careful—your entire future career could be ruined. After all, money makes ghosts turn millstones. She can make black white; tricking a lawyer like you would be child’s play for her."

"Of course, I’m only saying this to remind you to carefully distinguish real evidence from fake. Think it over clearly before deciding whether to use it."

Chen Hua was intimidated. He smiled, said he would be careful, and thanked Jian Xi for the reminder, but inwardly, his mind was in complete turmoil.

As soon as Jian Xi stepped out, she saw Si Yuhuan.

"Why are you here?" Is he a ghost? Or did he put a tracker on me? He finds me so accurately.

"Jian Xi, must you chat so cheerfully with every man, only to be sharp-tongued when you talk to me?"

Si Yuhuan was very dissatisfied. She had just been smiling so dazzlingly at that lawyer, and the man had seemed utterly captivated, almost unable to take his eyes off her.

"It’s none of your business."

Jian Xi couldn’t be bothered with him.

Si Yuhuan grabbed her arm. "I’ll take you home."

Given her recent troubles, having a man by her side wouldn’t be a bad idea. She completely forgot about Fu Shengyuan and got into Si Yuhuan’s car.

"You offered; it’s not like I begged you. Don’t expect any favors."

Si Yuhuan had never met a woman who could gain an advantage and still act so coyly.

"I’m nothing like you."

"Has someone forgotten how long I had to take care of their injured hand? Ordering me around every day like a little maidservant. My fingers are about to get calluses."

Jian Xi spread out her delicate fingers. Each one was pristine and white, slender and beautiful, as if meticulously sculpted by the Creator, soft and seemingly boneless.

Si Yuhuan grabbed a bouquet of flowers from the back seat and thrust them into her hands.

"What’s this? A change of heart? Or has the sun risen from the west?"

Jian Xi was deeply suspicious. "Si Yuhuan, don’t tell me you’ve genuinely failed to make a comeback and are now planning to leech off me?"

Veins throbbed on Si Yuhuan’s temples from anger. Could this woman’s words *be* any more cutting?

SQUEAK!

The car screeched to a halt at the side of the road; he was thoroughly incensed.

"You drive."

"Oh, so now I’m the one taking you home, is that it?"

Si Yuhuan was speechless.

Are those online tips even right? I really want to tell all those netizens that techniques only work on certain women! Jian Xi is completely impervious, as hard as iron and stone.

When they arrived home, Jian Xi pushed the door open to enter. But Si Yuhuan, with his long strides, stepped past her and went in first.

"What do you think you’re doing? Trespassing?"

Jian Xi grabbed his sturdy arm and tried to pull him out.

But her strength was limited, and with the baby in her belly, she dared not exert too much force. It ended up with Si Yuhuan practically dragging her.

He bent down and swept her up into his arms.

Jian Xi struggled.

Si Yuhuan said, "If you move again and aggravate my wound, you’ll have to stick by my side and take care of me for another week."

Jian Xi instantly stilled.

She allowed him to carry her to the sofa and set her down. "The doctor said you aren’t well and need to rest," he told her. "So it’s best if you don’t get out of bed unless necessary. Your work at Yaowang has finished, Jiang Qimeng’s Yuexiang Group is facing bankruptcy, and everything you wanted has been accomplished. You can rest now, right?"

Jian Xi looked up at him. "Si Yuhuan, are you really not going to help Jiang Qimeng anymore?"

He didn’t speak.

Forget it. She’d pretend she hadn’t asked.Some feelings just can’t be severed. Like theirs—the ties remain even if the thread is broken. But it doesn’t matter to me anymore. I’m going abroad soon, and we’ll never see each other again.

"Jian Xi, let’s go abroad."

COUGH, COUGH, COUGH—

Jian Xi, who was drinking water to rehydrate, almost choked to death.

"Si Yuhuan, listen to yourself! What nonsense are you spouting?"

He turned around, his deep eyes shining with an earnest seriousness that showed he wasn’t joking. "Let’s find a secluded place and remarry. After that, whatever kind of life you want, I can consider it."

This idea had suddenly popped into his head earlier today when he saw her walking with Fu Shengyuan. He couldn’t stand Jian Xi being with any man other than him. He’d even feel annoyed if she were with Jian Mingcheng.

"Stop dreaming! I’ve just escaped that quagmire of a relationship with you. Why would I dive back in headfirst? You want to latch onto me, this wealthy woman? I won’t allow it!"

Si Yuhuan pounced on her.

His kisses were passionate and fervent, leaving Jian Xi breathless and making her head spin.