She couldn't forget the way Xia Jianguo treated her after accidentally causing her mother's death in her past life, forcing her to marry an old man who could be her grandfather for the sake of the company's benefits!
If she hadn't been lucky enough to meet that god-like man, she might have been tortured to death that night!
Father? Using those two words for Xia Jianguo tarnishes them!
Xia Mian's words were assertive, leaving Song Juan momentarily stunned.
The face was the same, but Xia Mian's eyes were completely different from before the accident.
"Mianmian, relax, Mom will listen to you, everything you say!" Song Juan's heart ached, her Mianmian was only eighteen!
But now, because of Xia Jianguo, this scumbag, she had to grow up overnight, her strength and restraint made her heartache.
Xia Mian pressed her lips together, "Mom, it's Xia Jianguo who wronged you first. When it comes to dividing the family assets, you don't need to be polite with him!"
Song Juan responded softly, "I'll handle these matters, you don't need to worry."
Xia Mian was silent for a moment, still feeling uneasy. Xia Jianguo and Han Xi, those bastards, would stop at nothing to achieve their goals and certainly wouldn't agree to her mother's terms so easily.
"There's no rush about the divorce," Xia Mian pondered for a moment before speaking cautiously, "Let's gather evidence of his affair first; there's no hurry to bring it up then."
The moment Xia Mian finished speaking, there was a knock at the door.
Song Juan was startled, fearing Xia Jianguo had returned and heard their conversation, she quickly went to open the door.
Standing outside was a man in a sharp suit with striking features.
"It's you." Song Juan had no good feelings towards the man in front of her.
After all, it was this man who hit her Mianmian.
Xia Mian's gaze followed and landed on Lu Zechuan.
The moment she saw Lu Zechuan, Xia Mian's breath caught sharply.
It was him! The man who saved her in her past life.
Lu Zechuan had no expression on his face, his gaze passing Song Juan to rest on Xia Mian, "Your daughter is awake?"
Song Juan nodded, stepped back, and let Lu Zechuan in.
Though Zechuan was the one who hit her, the real culprit was Han Xi.
Besides, after hitting her, Lu Zechuan took responsibility and handled follow-up matters, leaving her with no faults to find.
"It's partly my responsibility for hitting your daughter. For any compensation matters, feel free to bring them up. I'll try to meet them as much as possible." Lu Zechuan adjusted his tie, speaking calmly and slowly.
Before Song Juan could speak, Xia Mian spoke crisply from the bed, "I don't want your compensation."
Xia Mian's gaze was bright, like a summer star, "I just want you to do us a favor."
In her past life, this man had saved her with just a look; that old man was so scared he groveled and begged for mercy. The power behind this man was not to be underestimated.
Over the years, Xia Jianguo had established certain connections in Beijing, making it not so easy for Mom to divorce him. But with this man's involvement, things would be much simpler.
"A favor?" Lu Zechuan's thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, his dark eyes like ink, looking at Xia Mian with a hint of amusement, "Help your mom get a divorce?"
"Exactly." Xia Mian didn't hide it, speaking to a smart person was indeed less troublesome.
She didn't know how long Zechuan had been standing outside the door or how much of her conversation with her mother he had heard.
But a helper offered up to her, if she didn't use him, it would be wasting heaven's goodwill.
Lu Zechuan's thin lips curled slightly, a smile blossomed at the corners of his lips, bewitching and alluring, "No problem."
He had heard the entire conversation between Xia Mian and Song Juan.
A girl of eighteen, able to remain so calm and say such rational words, was quite remarkable!
Noticing Lu Zechuan's scrutinizing gaze, Xia Mian's eyes flickered for a moment, she stared at Lu Zechuan's handsome face for a while, suddenly saying out of nowhere, "Don't drive for the next half month."
Lu Zechuan squinted, his eyes filled with more inquiry, "Hmm?"
"You just hit me, the bad luck on you hasn't dissipated yet. If you continue driving, you'll keep getting unlucky." Xia Mian lifted her small face, speaking seriously.
In her past life, after her death, her resentment was too deep to reincarnate, unexpectedly binding with a task system. The system told her that by helping complete tasks and accumulating merits, she could have a chance to live again.
Xia Mian agreed, completing every task in each world seriously and learning skills seriously in each world. Now, she had returned with the skills she learned from Three Thousand Worlds.
Feng Shui Xiang Technique was one of her skills.
As soon as Lu Zechuan entered, she saw black mist hovering above his head and his forehead dark, indicating misfortune. Without a big transformation, he might not live past twenty-five.
In her past life, he had saved her once; in this life, she wanted to help him once.
However, Lu Zechuan didn't believe in the nonsense of a little girl. He raised his eyebrows and smiled leisurely, "Such a pretty little girl, but what a mouth she has!"
Was he disliking how she was speaking?
Xia Mian wasn't annoyed; she blinked her bright black eyes, "Uncle, are you complimenting me?"
Xia Mian was only eighteen, her youth lively and innocent. Zechuan looked at her sparkling eyes and felt his mood brighten, But... "Uncle"? Did he look that old?
Meeting Xia Mian's teasing eyes, Lu Zechuan realized he had been played by this little girl.
"If you think so, then it is." Lu Zechuan wasn't good with words, but towards this little girl in front of him, he had unprecedented patience.
Looking at the young man in front of her, Xia Mian's emotions were mixed. During her hospitalization after the crash, her own father didn't care about her, yet a stranger sincerely came to express concern.
How ironic!
There was another knock at the door, and Uncle Sun came in carrying a food box.
"Ms. Song, I bought some food, please have some!" Uncle Sun placed the food box on the nightstand with a simple smile.
Song Juan looked at the food on the table, lost in thought, remained silent for a long time.
It was Xia Mian who softly spoke, "Thank you, Uncle."
Uncle Sun chuckled, "You're welcome, eat it while it's hot! It won't be as good cold!"
Looking at the steaming buns and fragrant porridge, Song Juan's eyes couldn't help but warm.
Her daughter was hospitalized, she had been busy with procedures, hadn't eaten or drunk for a day and a night.
Xia Jianguo wasn't unaware, but he turned a blind eye.
The first meal at the hospital for her and her daughter was actually provided by a stranger...
"Aren't you going to eat?" Xia Mian lifted her little face, her large eyes sparkling like black grapes, looking at Lu Zechuan, "Um... can you come over here? I have something to tell you."