The two did not rush to find Mrs. Gao immediately. They waited two days until the weekend, and then Chen Jiaojiao called Mrs. Wang.
She said that the new products for the project she had booked last time were back in stock and could be experienced first with a coupon.
She asked her to bring a few more customers, as the promotion was very cost-effective.
Only then did they meet Mrs. Gao indirectly.
Everyone else had other treatments first. After a series of procedures, they were about to experience the new project. Jiang Nanfang then pretended to run into them.
Everyone exchanged pleasantries, making the beauty salon lively.
After a chat, Mrs. Gao took the initiative to suggest having a facial treatment with Jiang Nanfang.
"I really like Miss Jiang's four children. Last time, we only had a brief chat due to time constraints, and I felt unsatisfied. Since we've met again today, let's continue our conversation. You won't find me bothersome, will you?"
Jiang Nanfang certainly wouldn't dare to.
The two lay side by side on the beauty salon bed.
Chen Jiaojiao personally performed the treatment on Mrs. Gao.
This project fell under the category of medical aesthetics and required a professional license to perform.
After applying anesthetic to the face, the machine was to be used. Without professional training, improper techniques, or operational errors, bleeding could occur. Afterward, scabs would form and fall off. While it wouldn't lead to disfigurement, the recovery period would be very long.
After applying the anesthetic, Chen Jiaojiao did not explain anything to Mrs. Gao and proceeded directly.
With a series of rapid movements, she applied a soothing mask to her face.
Another professional attended to Jiang Nanfang.
Upon completion of the project, they looked in the mirror. Comparing Jiang Nanfang's face to her own, Mrs. Gao was visibly shocked for the first time.
"Why is the effect so different between us? Miss Jiang's face is only slightly red, but mine looks like I've been slapped two hundred times. Is it my skin's problem or the operation's problem?"
The technician was also startled and quickly confirmed the operating technique with Chen Jiaojiao.
Chen Jiaojiao slapped her forehead.
"I'm so sorry, Mrs. Gao. I mixed up the operating techniques."
"Originally, 50 shots per side of the face were enough, but I gave you 150..."
"Your recovery period this time will likely be longer than any previous one. It's all my fault. I'm so sorry, so sorry."
So that was it. She had endured 100 more needles than Jiang Nanfang, no wonder her face was so swollen.
If it were anyone else treating her face like dough, Mrs. Gao might have flown into a rage.
But since it was Chen Jiaojiao.
"Never mind, never mind. You didn't do it on purpose. As long as the inner layers of the skin are not damaged, a few extra days for recovery is fine."
"I won't say anything outside. Don't worry, it won't ruin your reputation. Please don't be like this."
Chen Jiaojiao thanked her profusely, said many flattering words, and gave her many free gifts before returning to the office with Jiang Nanfang.
Jiang Nanfang said, "I can now confirm that she knows about your relationship with Hu Jiasheng."
"People who regularly visit beauty salons all pay special attention to their faces. You, with your lack of brains, caused this, and she didn't complain at all, but instead comforted you. Your former mother-in-law seems to like you quite a bit."
Chen Jiaojiao was stunned by her words.
"Damn it, the more you say, the angrier I get!"
"No one stopped us from being together, and my family hadn't gone bankrupt back then. I was beautiful and charming, and everyone liked me. How could Hu Jiasheng be so blind as to give me up so casually?"
"This scumbag, he'd better pray he never crosses my path again, or I'll beat him up every time I see him!"
"But this woman hasn't been involved with the Zhan family for many years. Now... she doesn't want to take over the Zhan family for Hu Jiasheng, does she?"
Jiang Nanfang shook her head, "I don't know what she's really trying to do..."
Zhan Beijue was finally discharged from the hospital.
There was a lot of work to catch up on, and even on the weekend, he couldn't rest. Zhou Jinbei was accompanying him at home, working overtime.
When she received Jiang Nanfang's call, she was overjoyed.
She hadn't spoken to Zhan Beijue for half a day. She proudly waved Jiang Nanfang's name in front of him and answered the phone openly.
"What's up, Sister Nanfang?"
Jiang Nanfang said, "What are you doing? There's no activity at all on a weekend."
"My second brother was hospitalized a few days ago, and there's a lot of work piled up. I'm rushing to finish it now."
"You're working overtime? Then is it convenient to talk?"
"What's wrong? Do you have a secret to tell me?"
"You tell me first if it's convenient."
The phone was clearly placed in front of Zhan Beijue, with the speakerphone on. Zhou Jinbei said shamelessly.
"It's convenient. Go ahead."
Jiang Nanfang told her about her recent frequent interactions with Mrs. Gao and her suspicion that she was Hu Jiasheng's birth mother.
"You're the only one around me who knows all the old gossip about the Zhan family. Tell me what exactly happened between your aunt and them back then."
Zhou Jinbei cast a questioning glance at Zhan Beijue.
Zhan Beijue pondered for a moment, then quickly wrote down a passage.
She read it aloud.
"Those matters are very complicated and cannot be explained clearly over the phone. How about we meet and talk?"
Jiang Nanfang checked the time; it was already lunchtime.
"Alright. Let's have lunch together. What do you want to eat? I'll book a place now."
"The doctor said my second brother can't eat takeout these days and needs to eat something to nourish his stomach. Could you make him a meal according to the previous recipe again?"
Zhou Jinbei said pitifully.
"Only after I've settled him down can I go out with peace of mind. Otherwise, before I even eat, I'll have to come back after a phone call."
Zhan Beijue was a troublemaker.
Anyone who got close to him became unhappy!
For the sake of "intelligence," Jiang Nanfang had to agree again.
"Where should I send it after it's done?"
"Send it to my apartment. It's closer, and we're working overtime here. I'll just drop it off for him, and then we'll leave."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jinbei asked Zhan Beijue.
"Why did you say my apartment? Why didn't you ask him to come to the Zhan family's house? Perhaps you could have found an excuse to keep her here for another night."
"Now is not the time for that. Since she has already suspected Mrs. Gao's unusual identity, I don't think she'll be able to keep the matter of Melody a secret for much longer."
Zhan Beijue decided to take the initiative.
Instead of letting her find out from someone else, he would orchestrate a reversal.
When they arrived at Zhou Jinbei's apartment, Zhan Beijue asked Zhou Jinbei to cooperate with his plan.
Forty minutes later, Jiang Nanfang rang the doorbell.
Zhou Jinbei opened the door with half her makeup done.
"I'm so sorry, I stayed up too late at the hospital a few days ago, and my skin is in terrible condition. I can't go out without makeup."
"Please wait a moment. We'll leave after I finish this touch-up."
"My second brother is in the study. Just take the soup to him. Thank you, Sister Nanfang."
Jiang Nanfang glared at her speechlessly and took the insulated container to the study door.
Just as she was about to knock, she noticed the door was unlocked and slightly ajar.
Zhan Beijue's face was directly facing the door, and he was on the phone with a serious expression.