Chapter 59 I don't care to ride in your car, I have my own

The next second, seeing my exhausted appearance, she instantly fell silent.

"You... came back by yourself?"

I nodded and said softly, "Mom, A-Yan received a phone call halfway and left. Then the car broke down and wouldn't start, so I walked back..."

"What?"

I forced a smile at Mrs. Zhou. "I'm so tired right now, I want to go back and rest first."

Mrs. Zhou couldn't bear to question me further. "Go ahead. I'll talk to A-Yan about this later. He's really getting more and more out of hand!"

I went back to my room, took a wonderful bath, and was just about to go to sleep when I heard the sound of arguing coming from downstairs.

I quietly crept over to the edge of the stairs and looked down.

Zhou Chenyan and Zhou Zhizi had come back together. I don't know what Zhou Zhizi had done, but she was drenched and covered in mud.

Did she fall into a puddle?

Meanwhile, Mrs. Zhou was scolding them both. "A-Yan, how could you leave Yanyan behind like that? She had to walk all the way back by herself! Do you know how dangerous it is for a woman to walk alone at night? If anything had happened to her, you wouldn't even have time to regret it!"

Zhou Chenyan's expression was weary and cold.

"The car sent to pick up Zhizi broke down on the way, and she accidentally fell into a puddle, I..."

"Even if she drowned, it shouldn't have been you who went! Don't forget, the person sitting in your car at that time was your wife!"

The more he tried to explain, the angrier Mrs. Zhou became.

She scolded him as if he were a disobedient child.

Having heard enough, I turned back to my room, locked the door, and prepared to sleep. But in my half-asleep state, I heard the sound of a key turning in the lock.

I jolted awake, and the moment I opened my eyes, I saw Zhou Chenyan walking in with a dark expression.

"You're quite something, Mu Yan. You've even learned how to tattle."

I was about to get up, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me up. In the struggle, he dragged me off the bed.

The wound on my ankle brushed against the bedsheet.

"Hiss..."

His movements paused. "What's wrong?"

I looked at him coldly. "None of your business. Let go."

Zhou Chenyan suddenly bent down, scooped me up horizontally, placed me on the soft bed, and then turned around to fetch some medicine.

He gripped my ankle, and my first reaction was to struggle.

But he pinned me down.

"Don't move."

I watched as he applied the medicine to my wound, serious and meticulous. For a brief moment, I felt dazed. I had seen this scene before.

But that was before we were married.

When a man is pursuing a woman, he will put in the effort.

However, once his goal is achieved, the warmth disappears.

He put away the ointment. "How did you get hurt?"

I didn't answer.

I simply covered my feet with the quilt.

He placed the ointment on the bedside table, stood by the bed looking at me, and after a moment of hesitation, finally spoke. "Why didn't you drive my car?"

"It broke down. I called a tow truck."

"You could have called me."

I smiled.

How many times in the past was he my first choice when I encountered a problem? But now, he no longer was.

"I'm sleepy."

He pressed his lips together, though he didn't continue to give me a hard time. "Get some rest."

After he left, I lifted the quilt to check the wound. I realized that I seemed to have found a way to handle Zhou Chenyan.

As it turned out, he was no different from any ordinary man.

Early in the morning.

After breakfast, Zhou Chenyan waited for me by the door, intending to go to work together, but I didn't get into the car as I had yesterday.

Noticing Mr. Zhou walking downstairs, I deliberately spoke up, "I wouldn't dare ride in your car again. If last night's incident happens a second time, I'm not sure I'd make it back safely."

Zhou Chenyan probably didn't expect me to suddenly bring up old grievances. "Yesterday was an accident."

"Well, I don't want to pay the price for your accidents."

He scrutinized me. "Are you deliberately picking a fight with me this early in the morning?"

"Who is picking a fight, exactly?"

Noticing out of the corner of my eye that Mr. Zhou had reached the ground floor, I raised my voice slightly. "You were the one who came into my room last night to give me a hard time."

"I..."

Before Zhou Chenyan could finish, Mr. Zhou walked over.

"Are you two ever going to stop?"

Zhou Chenyan instantly fell silent. Without giving him a chance to explain, Mr. Zhou said directly, "Since you don't want to share a car with Yanyan, then don't. Old Song, assign one of the family cars to the young madam."

"Yes!"

Old Song, the family butler, immediately handed me the car keys.

I took a look. It was a white compact sedan—not overly expensive, but with great performance, perfect for a woman to drive.

"Thank you, Dad."

"You work hard, so you naturally need a vehicle to get around. Alright, off to work with you."

Holding the keys, I walked toward the garage. Just as I got my new car, I saw Zhou Chenyan and Zhou Zhizi approaching as well.

Zhou Chenyan was probably still harboring resentment over my sudden provocation and didn't even look at me.

Zhou Zhizi, however, rushed ahead, hopped straight into the front passenger seat of Zhou Chenyan's car, and spoke to me with a sugary, passive-aggressive tone. "Sister Yanyan, you should sit in the back. A-Yan's front passenger seat has always been mine; I really wouldn't know how to sit anywhere else."

I crossed my arms and stared at her shamelessness.

"Are you his wife?"

Zhou Zhizi was startled. "I... of course I'm not, but..."

"But you have thick skin." I leaned against my little white car, watching leisurely as Zhou Zhizi's expression instantly twisted.

"Leaving someone else's wife standing to the side and having the nerve to call that your exclusive seat."

"A-Yan, I've always sat in your front passenger seat. There's nothing wrong with what I said."

Unable to win the argument against me, Zhou Zhizi went to tattle to Zhou Chenyan.

Zhou Chenyan looked at me coldly. "Didn't you say you didn't want to ride with me?"

"I never said I wanted to ride with you."

I gently stroked the little white car. It was pretty, spotless, and I had fallen in love with it at first sight.

"I have my own car now."

As a car owner myself, I felt an equal sense of disdain for anyone without a car.

Zhou Zhizi was already at this age, yet she didn't even own a car. Mostly because she loved tailing Zhou Chenyan everywhere he went.

She had no need for a car at all.

However, not needing one was one thing, but not having one was another. Sure enough, the moment the words left my mouth, I saw her face contort in jealousy.

"A-Yan, did you buy Sister Yanyan a car?"

Zhou Chenyan replied, "It wasn't me."

As if he would ever be that generous. I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes. "Dad gave me this car. He said I work hard and need my own transportation."

Taking advantage of the fact that Zhou Chenyan couldn't see her, Zhou Zhizi's face twisted with jealousy.

Seeing that brought a surge of satisfaction to my heart.

I turned around, got into my car, and drove away triumphantly.

Driving your own car feels simply wonderful!

The department was exceptionally lively today. As soon as I walked in, I was surrounded by my colleagues. Cancan scurried over and whispered, "Sister Yanyan, a member of the board of directors is coming to our department for an inspection today. The supervisor and the great god Han Qi have gone to receive him."

"Which board member?"

"Seems his last name is Li."

"Li Kai?"

"Yes!"

I was far from unfamiliar with this board member. To be precise, it was his father who had originally held the shares in the company, only to pass them down to Li Kai later on.

As for this Li Kai, I wasn't close to him, but I had met him in my past life.

Back then, he and Zhou Zhizi had shared a dinner together.