Chapter 52: A Good-for-Nothing Samaritan Who Lost Over a Thousand Yuan

The incident wasn't entirely Tu Kun's fault. The kids around her had grown up together, some even older than her. Their parents were like Guan Dagou, some working as managers in Tu Xiao's businesses, others as enforcers. Naturally, these kids protected their "young mistress."

It happened when Tu Kun and they went to the underground mall. On their way out, they collided with an old lady, causing Tu Kun to fall and sprain her ankle. The woven bag the old lady was carrying, filled with bottles and jars, spilled all over the place. Then, those little enforcers around Tu Kun started scolding the old lady, which led to the conflict with the young man.

If Tu Kun hadn't called out "Uncle," Jiang Fan's outcome today wouldn't have been too good.

Sitting in Guan Dagou's car, Jiang Fan was sent back to his apartment complex. When he got off the car, Guan Dagou also stepped out.

"Brother Jiang, please wait."

Guan Dagou wasn't well-educated and always spoke formally. Jiang Fan turned his head to look at Guan Dagou, then at Tu Kun who was pouting by the car window, and stopped. Guan Dagou walked up to Jiang Fan with a smile.

"Brother Jiang, you indeed misunderstood the young mistress today. I asked those little guys, and the young mistress didn't say a word from start to finish. Today, I feel a bit guilty for causing Brother Jiang to lose money, but also somewhat delighted. Brother Jiang truly treats the young mistress as a younger generation. If my boss knows, he will surely thank you. You should also see that our young mistress is different from us."

Jiang Fan turned to look at Tu Kun in the car and said coldly,

"Business is business, cooperation is cooperation. I don't want Tu Xiao's transformation plan to include Tu Kun. I won't help Tu Xiao transform just because I'm familiar with Tu Kun. Just compete normally. Don't use tricks and cunning. Tu Kun and I are our own matter, you and I are our own matter, and Tu Xiao is a matter between Honor."

Guan Dagou shook his head from side to side, thinking carefully that it was indeed the case. When he took out his wallet from his pocket, it seemed like he understood and put it back. This annoyed Jiang Fan, who pointed at Guan Dagou and scolded,

"Guan Dagou, you're not sincere."

"Brother Jiang, let's go for tea sometime!"

Guan Dagou got into the car and left, leaving Jiang Fan cursing at the entrance of the complex. If he had known, he wouldn't have pretended to be aloof. He had wasted over a thousand yuan. Then Jiang Fan comforted himself,

"I owe over four million yuan. Do I care about this small amount?"

To be honest, he still felt the pinch.

When he walked into the unit door, he saw Li Jiawei standing outside the elevator. Seeing Jiang Fan, he ran up, lowered his head, and said sorry. He also said he would try to pay back the money to his uncle. Jiang Fan reached out and ruffled the young man's hair, laughing and scolding,

"Do you think your uncle is short of money? If you don't follow Tu Kun and those little hooligans to mess around in society, your mom and I will be satisfied. As someone who has gone through it, your uncle tells you, love is love, but don't neglect yourself and take the other party too seriously. Love is mutual, not one-sided devotion without expecting anything in return. Think about it yourself. Walk up the stairs to the second floor for exercise."

He patted Li Jiawei's head and went upstairs.

After returning home, Tang Wan said that Li Jiawei had come to look for him. Jiang Fan leaned against the sofa, covering his head, and recounted the incident. After listening, Tang Wan smiled and gently said,

"No money to spend?"

She then opened the drawer of the coffee table, took out a small stack of cash, about two thousand yuan, and placed it on Jiang Fan's lap, gently saying,

"Spending money for peace of mind is good. You just started working and didn't have money. You earned some hard-earned money and transferred it all to me. Take this money and use it first. You haven't worked outside for a long time, so you might not be adapted to the current lifestyle. One day, if you go out to eat with colleagues and have no money, it would be embarrassing."

Jiang Fan glanced down at the money on his leg, picked it up, and then put it back in the drawer, sighing.

"I still have some in my card."

"You'll have to go to the bank to withdraw it. It's so troublesome. When we lived together before, wasn't it the same? I gave you money."

"You weren't so generous then. You only left me with thirty or twenty yuan each time."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Tang Wan leaned forward, almost pressing against Jiang Fan's body. Jiang Fan stopped breathing for a moment, feeling the slight touch. Tang Wan didn't think much of it. She took out the wallet from Jiang Fan's pants pocket, put the money inside, and then helped him stuff it back into the pocket.

The series of actions were just like what a real couple would do. Tang Wan didn't mind touching Jiang Fan, but Jiang Fan was extremely tense.

In just a minute, his forehead was slightly sweaty. When Tang Wan patted Jiang Fan's pocket, Jiang Fan suddenly stood up.

"I'll go cook."

Jiang Fan fled in a hurry.

How could anyone resist this?

After dinner, Tang Wan was nestled on the sofa watching TV. She was interested in "Boonie Bears" and called Jiang Fan "Bald Strong" in the voice of Bramble, imitating the character. Jiang Fan, who was wiping the floor with a rag, didn't want to play this childish game with her. He asked softly,

"Has Lin Xuan been quiet recently? Is he still bothering you?"

Tang Wan sat cross-legged on the sofa, rocking her body and shaking her head.

"He doesn't have time. He just returned to the company and has a lot of things pressing on him. The board of directors also wants to see if he has the ability to sit in the position of the president. I'm also happy to have some peace and quiet, so he won't keep coming to bother me. Jiang Fan, do you think I had a problem with my head before? Why did I like him?"

"Maybe you got your head squeezed by a door when you were a kid."

Tang Wan wrinkled her nose and snorted, then suddenly stood up from the sofa, jumped off barefoot, squatted next to Jiang Fan, and said seriously,

"Jiang Fan, let's play Truth or Dare without the dare part."

"No way!"

Jiang Fan, who was wiping the floor seriously, refused Tang Wan decisively. Tang Wan wouldn't give up and grabbed Jiang Fan's rag. It seemed that she wouldn't give up until he played. Helplessly, Jiang Fan agreed and sat on the floor tiles weakly.

"Okay, okay. I'll ask first. Did you ever get a full score when you were in school?"

"No. It's your turn, Jiang Fan. Are you a virgin?"

Tang Wan looked gossipy, and Jiang Fan asked with a frown,

"What kind of questions are these!"

"Just answer quickly."

Tang Wan was persistent, and Jiang Fan had to answer helplessly,

"Yes! Okay, then how do you distinguish lipstick shades?"

"How do you distinguish Ultraman?"

"I can't distinguish them."

Jiang Fan's answer almost drove Tang Wan crazy. She waved her hand and slapped Jiang Fan's shoulder, scolding in a cute voice,

"Why are you such a loser! Then let me ask you, did you have a girl you liked before me?"

"No. I was young and ignorant then, and then you tricked me into marriage. Okay! Let me ask you a serious question. What was your closest contact with Lin Xuan?"

"Holding hands! I think that's all."

Jiang Fan tilted his head and looked at Tang Wan seriously.

"I don't believe it!"

Bang!

Two wounds appeared on the white little feet. Jiang Fan covered his mouth and glared at Tang Wan. This kick hit Jiang Fan's teeth. Jiang Fan's mouth was broken, and Tang Wan's toes were also broken. Tang Wan limped upstairs.

She was telling the truth.

When it got dark, Jiang Fan sat by Tang Wan's bed and disinfected her toes, saying gently,

"Next time, if you do it again, I won't care about you anymore. You got angry when it was just a game. We said it was Truth or Dare, so how could you lie?"

"I didn't lie!"

Tang Wan hugged the pillow and struggled with her foot caught by Jiang Fan.

Bang!

Jiang Fan gently slapped the top of her foot and frowned, saying,

"Stop moving!"

Tang Wan quietly watched the man seriously applying medicine to her in front of her and said in a low voice,

"Sorry."

"Don't mention it. Just kneel down and kowtow twice."

Jiang Fan got kicked again.