Upon hearing this, Qiao Jinxin raised an eyebrow and sized up Jiang Huashan. “You know them?”
Behind Zhou Yanheng, there was also a group of men and women, many of them classmates from Yucai.
He stepped forward and patted Qiao Jinxin on the shoulder. “We’re all from the same circle. Don’t scare people.”
Qiao Jinxin knew Zhou Yanheng’s personality—he never meddled in others’ business. If he spoke up, there must be someone here who wasn’t ordinary. He thought for a moment, his gaze shifting between Jiang Huashan and Su Miao.
Jiang Huashan turned and pulled Su Miao over, her expression unfriendly. “Let go.”
The boy didn’t dare offend her and awkwardly released Su Miao, stepping back to the side.
Su Miao was completely lost in her own state. The moment she turned and saw Jiang Huashan again, she burst into loud crying.
“What do I do! I’m finished! Completely finished! My life is miserable—really miserable!”
“Shut up.” Jiang Huashan covered her mouth. There wasn’t a single harmless person here. If this idiot accidentally revealed something, that would truly be disastrous.
Guan He walked over with a smile. “Oh? Why is little Su Miao so drunk? It’s so late—why aren’t you two home and instead drinking here? Heartbroken?”
Jiang Huashan gave him a cold glance, then saw Fu Xiaoxiao picking up a document from the ground.
Damn it. She had been too focused on saving Su Miao and forgot about the report.
Without time to think, she casually shoved Su Miao into Qiao Jinxin’s arms and rushed out of the crowd toward the steps.
“Who told you to touch other people’s things?”
She snatched the report directly from Fu Xiaoxiao’s hand.
Fu Xiaoxiao was too late to stop her and looked at Jiang Huashan suspiciously.
She had vaguely seen the words “hospital” just now. Jiang Huashan’s reaction was so intense—there must be something fishy inside.
Thinking of this, Fu Xiaoxiao deliberately raised her eyebrows provocatively. “Why are you so nervous? Don’t tell me there’s some unspeakable secret inside?”
Jiang Huashan didn’t even bother acknowledging her. She turned and took Su Miao back from Qiao Jinxin.
Fu Xiaoxiao grew furious. “I saw it just now—it’s a hospital abortion surgery form!”
Jiang Huashan paused mid-step and turned back to look at her.
The crowd around them immediately changed expressions, their gazes toward Su Miao and Jiang Huashan turning subtle and strange.
Zhou Yanheng frowned slightly, his eyes darkening.
Fu Xiaoxiao, unaware, became even more smug. “I’m not making things up. If you don’t believe me, show everyone the document and prove I’m wrong.”
“Fine. I’ll prove it.”
Jiang Huashan rolled up her sleeves and casually threw Su Miao back into Qiao Jinxin’s arms.
Qiao Jinxin: “……”
Before anyone could react, she took the report and slapped it straight onto Fu Xiaoxiao’s face.
And that wasn’t all.
Fu Xiaoxiao covered her face and screamed in pain as Jiang Huashan walked forward, picked up the report, rolled it into a tube, and grabbed Fu Xiaoxiao by the hair, dragging her into a corner.
Zhou Yanheng glanced up at the streetlight—she actually still remembered to avoid surveillance at a time like this.
Soon, miserable screams echoed from the corner.
“Jiang Huashan, you’re crazy! Just wait, I won’t let—”
“Ahhh! Stop hitting me! Brother A-Heng, save me! Save me!”
Guan He was stunned and turned to Zhou Yanheng. “Aren’t you going to stop this?”
Zhou Yanheng thought for a moment, then looked back. Several girls understood and immediately stepped forward from the crowd.
But before they could act, Fu Xiaoxiao crawled out of the corner, her face streaked with blood, crying.
The girls froze and quickly went to support her.
Jiang Huashan walked out slowly behind them. When she appeared, she was still holding a phone. Without hesitation, click—she took a group photo.
Fu Xiaoxiao hadn’t expected Jiang Huashan to actually dare to hit her in front of everyone. Relying on Zhou Yanheng’s protection, she glared at Jiang Huashan.
“Just you wait. I will not let this go.”
Jiang Huashan smiled, removed her sunglasses, revealing a pair of mesmerizing peach blossom eyes.
“What, planning to go back to your old tricks and spread another dirty rumor about me?”
Jiang Huashan stepped closer step by step.
“It seems the lesson from three years ago wasn’t harsh enough. Fu Xiaoxiao, I think I really need to warn you again—I’m not Xiao Lanlan. If you mess with me, you’re kicking an iron plate.”
“Ah!” Fu Xiaoxiao suddenly recalled the scene from three years ago, covered in blood, and screamed as she hid behind Zhou Yanheng.
Jiang Huashan glanced at Zhou Yanheng and rolled her eyes before putting on her sunglasses.
Zhou Yanheng: “……”
Qiao Jinxin raised his eyes and quietly looked at Zhou Yanheng.
Jiang Huashan pulled Su Miao over, impatiently patting her face.
“Can you still walk? If not, I’ll sell you to this bunch of street racers.”
“……”
That single sentence offended everyone present.
Someone in the crowd couldn’t hold back, emboldened by Zhou Yanheng’s presence, and snapped angrily, “Jiang Huashan, don’t go too far. We’re just letting you off, not afraid of you.”
As soon as the words fell, that person’s phone rang.
That one ring seemed to trigger a chain reaction. Phones began ringing one after another, chaotic ringtones exploding through the crowd.
“Dad……”
“Grandpa……”
“Uncle……”
“Brother……”
In an instant, all the so-called “street racer group” were busy answering calls.
Qiao Jinxin froze. Before he could react, his own phone rang too. The moment he saw the caller ID, he almost went numb.
It was his father—far away in the North Shore.
He answered, and Zhou Yanheng’s phone also rang.
Zhou Yanheng glanced at it, turned away slightly, and picked up.
“Grandpa……”
“A-Heng, where are you?”
“Suburban Beijing.”
Zhou Guochao had just been harshly warned by Shen Zhuang and was in a very bad mood.
“Is the Shen family old man’s precious granddaughter also there?”
“Yes.”
Zhou Guochao pressed his temples.
“A-Heng, did you forget what I told you yesterday?”
The Shen family was able to elevate Shen Qian again during a turbulent political climate, which was enough to prove their foundation was still strong. For the Zhou family’s long-term interests, their relationship with the Shen family needed to be eased, not worsened.
Yesterday at the Shen family celebration banquet, Zhou Yanheng had even personally toasted and apologized to Xiao Qi.
Zhou Yanheng lowered his voice.
“Grandpa, I understand.”
On the other side, Qiao Jinxin was still being scolded.
“Are you trying to kill me? The North Shore military supply has always been funded by the Shen family into the national treasury. If Old Shen pulls out funding, how are the 100,000 soldiers on the North Shore supposed to defend the border? With toy cannons and hand grenades? You brat, you’ve got nerve. You just came back and already got me yelled at in a defense council video call for five minutes.”
“You even dare offend my superior? Are you trying to force me to die early so you can inherit the family business?”
Qiao Jinxin hung up with a dark expression and looked at Jiang Huashan in hesitation.
The hell is this person?
Jiang Huashan lifted her chin.
“So? Who still thinks I’m just being ‘let off’ now?”
The atmosphere instantly turned awkward.
Zhou Yanheng opened the car door and made an inviting gesture.
“Get in. I’ll take you home.”
Jiang Huashan turned her head away in disgust.
“Who would dare get into your black car? I might get sold off and not even know it.”
Zhou Yanheng leaned against the car door and smiled faintly.
“Now you’re the legitimate princess of Whale Harbor. What is there to be afraid of?”
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