Xiao Yanzhi irritably muted his phone. After the call automatically hung up, he put it back in his pocket and said in a deep voice, "Yu Wan, you should immediately—"
"You didn't answer. Then I'll call her," Yu Wan said brightly, with a hint of something like blood on her lips. She took out her phone and called Jiang Li.
Jiang Li had just tried to video call Xiao Yanzhi but failed. Before she could put down her phone, she saw Yu Wan's video call. She thought there might be something wrong with the house, so she casually answered, "Miss Yu—"
But the scene that appeared on the screen made Jiang Li react half a beat slower, and at the same time, it stabbed her eyes in an instant.
Yu Wan was holding the phone in front of the camera. The clothes on her chest were torn to pieces, and in the corner of the camera stood the man who had just ignored her call.
The two were still in the office.
How exciting.
It was not only an office affair but also a video broadcast for her to watch.
How lustful.
Before Yu Wan could say a word, Xiao Yanzhi walked over with a cold face, snatched the phone directly, and hung up the video call.
"How could you just hang up my call?" Yu Wan struggled to get the phone back but was mercilessly pushed away by Xiao Yanzhi. However, she was still fearless, with a smile on her face. "A Yan, are you angry?"
She seemed a bit mentally abnormal.
"Get out!" Xiao Yanzhi roared. His anger was particularly obvious. "Put on your clothes and get out of my office!"
It was rare for him to be so furious.
Yu Wan was roared at so loudly that her head ached terribly. She could hardly stand still. She originally wanted to say something, but suddenly her vision went black. Finally, with an ashen face, she fainted on the ground.
...
Jiang Li felt cold all over.
The video flashed by just now. The last scene was the man pursing his lips and coming over to hang up the call.
There was an indescribable pain.
"Li Li, what are you thinking about? You look so absent-minded," Cheng Yingchun had already brought the cloth and embroidery needles and walked over to put them in Jiang Li's hands. "Why are your hands so cold? Is the room not warm enough?"
The nanny waiting beside immediately turned up the air - conditioner temperature.
Although she had had an unpleasant experience with Sheng Shuocheng before, since she had promised Cheng Yingchun to visit her often, she couldn't let the old lady be sad.
She clearly distinguished one thing from another.
Jiang Li came back to her senses, holding the cloth that Cheng Yingchun had placed in her palm. Her voice was hoarse without her own awareness. "No, I just came in from outside. I'm not quite used to it yet."
"You girl. You look so weak and frail. You should wear more clothes usually. If you catch a cold during the season change, you'll suffer again."
Cheng Yingchun looked at the thin clothes on her and her eyes showed pity. "If you're not feeling well, we don't have to learn today. It's okay for you to just chat with me."
Jiang Li shook her head and forced a smile. "Are you having second thoughts? Don't you want to teach me anymore?"
"You girl, talking nonsense again!" Cheng Yingchun was both amused and helpless. She deliberately put on a straight face. "Then let's start now. Don't cry later if you can't bear the hardship."
Jiang Li pursed her lips and smiled confidently. "Grandma, I'm not afraid of hardship at all. Just go ahead."
She muted her phone and put it aside.
It was only when she picked up the embroidery needle and started to learn that Jiang Li understood what Cheng Yingchun meant by "hardship".
There were various embroidery techniques, and each school had its own characteristics. The silk thread materials used for embroidery were even more diverse and dazzling.
First, she had to recognize the materials, and then learn the embroidery methods.
Jiang Li sat upright on the chair, seriously watching Cheng Yingchun explain the embroidery styles corresponding to each kind of silk thread, and then carefully wrote them down one by one.
Cheng Yingchun was old. Her voice was slow when she was telling, but there was a sense of precipitation washed by time. Jiang Li listened with great interest.
"Okay, that's all for today," Cheng Yingchun said with a smile. "The next time you come, we'll start learning the most basic embroidery methods."
Jiang Li was still savoring the knowledge just now. She nodded with a smile. "Okay, I'll digest today's content well these days. It's really fulfilling."
"Don't you think I'm boring, an old woman?"
"Not at all," Jiang Li immediately denied. "The little stories you told are very interesting. I even feel like I haven't heard enough."
When she said this, Cheng Yingchun was very happy. "As long as you don't think I'm nagging."
After putting away all the things on the table, Jiang Li checked the time. It was almost time to go back, but the old lady invited her to stay for dinner.
"Didn't you say you wanted to come here for a meal before?" Cheng Yingchun stood up and pressed Jiang Li onto the sofa. "Have dinner here tonight. Do you have any food taboos?"
Jiang Li couldn't decline, so she carefully asked, "Will Mr. Sheng come tonight?"
Cheng Yingchun was confident. "Don't worry. He usually doesn't have time to come here. It's very quiet."
After hearing the answer, Jiang Li felt relieved and happily agreed.
The old lady was used to being busy all her life. The older she got, the more she wanted to do something for the younger generation. If she really had nothing to do, she would feel uncomfortable everywhere.
Jiang Li didn't want to disappoint her.
Cheng Yingchun happily went into the kitchen. Two nannies came over and said they wanted to help, but she refused. "Li Li likes my cooking. I'll cook myself. You two take a rest."
The nannies knew that the old lady doted on Miss Jiang the most, so they didn't argue anymore and had to give up.
While waiting for dinner, Jiang Li picked up her phone which had been lying there for a long time. Just then, a call came in.
Jiang Li took the phone and walked to the open - air balcony connected to the living room.
It was a bit cold outside. Jiang Li slightly shrugged her shoulders and looked at the dark sky outside.
"You finally answered my call," Xiao Yanzhi's voice came through the phone when it was connected. His tone was tired and hoarse.
"Is it over?"
"What's over? There's nothing between me and her," Xiao Yanzhi sighed deeply. "The situation is very complicated, but you have to believe me—"
"Believe what? That she tore her own clothes and actively seduced you, and deliberately called me on video just to make me misunderstand and jealous, but actually nothing happened between you two?"
"How do you know?" Xiao Yanzhi paused for a moment and felt very incredible. "You guessed it all right. How did you do it?"
Jiang Li smiled slightly.
When she smiled, there was an obvious sense of coldness. "I just feel regretful."
"Regretful about what?"
"The call was hung up too early. I didn't get to see the paid content later."
Jiang Li said coldly, "Mr. Xiao, do you even have others prepare your excuses and reasons for you? Are you too lazy to put in any effort?"
Only then did Xiao Yanzhi realize that Jiang Li had been sarcastic about him just now.
A bitter feeling of being misunderstood welled up in Xiao Yanzhi's chest, making it a bit hard for him to breathe. "Jiang Li, I really didn't do anything with her just now. I've been calling you, but you didn't answer. I—"
"Li Li, dinner is ready."