Pomelo

Where does this man's confidence come from? He's occasionally a bit unorthodox and seems unreliable.

At this moment, three women stood behind Jiang Fan, watching as he took his temperature. It turned out that Jiang Fan had a slight fever. The doctor only instructed him to rest well and also checked Jiang Fan's arm.

As they were leaving the hospital, Qian Ling looked at the couple outside the car and softly said to Jiang Fan, "Solving problems with force might be the most effective, but only if you won't be at a loss. Don't let your passion overrule your rationality. Come over for dinner on Saturday, and bring Su Qing."

"I know, but... I can't! I have a plan on Saturday. How about Sunday?"

Jiang Fan had to meet Li Jinhai, the stern-faced relative, on Saturday! Jiang Fan was intimidated by his mother-in-law's relatives, not because of their status but because they were really hands-on. As long as you were a younger generation, they treated everyone the same, regardless of the relationship.

If Li Jinhai could change his education method, he wouldn't have beaten Li Er so hard that he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

Qian Ling frowned and asked Jiang Fan, "Where are you going?"

"Li Jinhai..."

"Then come over on Sunday."

Qian Ling left, and Jiang Fan and Su Qing looked at each other. They walked outside the hospital. There was no other way; Su Qing didn't drive, and Jiang Fan didn't have a car. They were as poor as a church mouse.

Su Qing, wearing high heels, was a bit tired from walking. She stopped and squatted down. Then she saw Jiang Fan squat down before her. Without hesitation, Su Qing leaned directly onto Jiang Fan's back. In the instant of zero-distance contact with Su Qing, Jiang Fan sighed inwardly.

The scent of oranges and pomelos was indeed different.

Bang!

Su Qing tapped Jiang Fan's head and whispered, "I suspect you're trying to take advantage of me."

Jiang Fan held Su Qing's legs and whispered, "Don't suspect; you're right."

When Jiang Fan was feeling stressed, Su Qing took him to a place a hundred kilometers away to shoot guns to let off steam. Jiang Fan knew it wasn't cheap. Today, she had been beaten and injured, feeling aggrieved inside. It was only fair that he carried her.

Relationships between people were reciprocal.

"Does Ms. Qian seem to value you a lot? Do you feel it?"

Su Qing nodded slightly on Jiang Fan's back and whispered, "I know. I actively approached her. I don't want to be Liu Shengge's pawn forever. One thought from him could make me lose everything I have now. I have three helpers: Yang Jin, Ji Jing, and Song Jing. I have you as my advisor. I still need an ally."

"Then, without my consent, you used me as a bargaining chip for negotiation?"

Jiang Fan patted Su Qing's buttocks with his hand behind him. Su Qing didn't take this slap to heart. It wasn't the first time. She rested her chin on Jiang Fan's shoulder and whispered, "Is your arm not sore? Put me down. I can walk myself."

"It's not heavy. We just need to walk ahead and take a taxi. You haven't answered me yet."

"Oh! You're the only bargaining chip I have. Ms. Qian also has a lot of confidence in you. Otherwise, what should we do? If Liu Shengge suddenly starts to care about his brother-in-law one day, and I leave the company, you won't have a good time too."

"So, did Qian Ling plan to take Li Jinhai's shares early on?"

"I thought about it. Just that what happened today was like a gift from heaven for her. It came as a surprise and made a decision for her. Put me down."

After getting off Jiang Fan's back, Su Qing lowered her head to adjust her wrinkled clothes. Jiang Fan looked at her strangely and asked if she was tired. Su Qing was slightly taken aback and asked what was tiring. Then she saw Jiang Fan looking at her breasts. Su Qing lifted her leg and kicked!

"Jiang Fan! Go to hell!"

Then, on the road, there was a handsome man carrying a girl with one arm. The man was handsome, but he didn't seem very happy. The girl on his back was quiet.

Jiang Fan needed to conserve energy, and so did Su Qing.

She had twisted her ankle.

Constantly walking near the river, how could the shoes not get wet?

This was Jiang Fan's ridicule.

It was already five o'clock. Jiang Fan suggested inviting Su Qing for dinner, and she agreed without hesitation. Finally, this penny-pincher would spend some money!

It was a roadside spicy hot pot! Su Qing looked at the bowl of spicy hot pot in front of her and was slightly distracted. After a long while, she said softly, "You're inviting me to eat this! Why aren't you eating it?"

Jiang Fan ordered a spicy hot pot for Su Qing and a chicken leg rice bowl for himself. Jiang Fan looked at Su Qing and then lowered his head to look at the chicken leg rice in front of him. He took a deep breath and then swapped the spicy hot pot and the chicken leg rice in front of Su Qing's astonished gaze. He seemed a bit dissatisfied and complained in a low voice, "You eat this, then."

At this moment, Su Qing just wanted to tear Jiang Fan apart!

Men who pursued her ranged from eighteen to fifty years old, basically every age group. Every day, Yang Xuan's main task was to help deal with these admiring pursuers. Among so many pursuers, no man had dared to invite Su Qing to eat a thirteen-yuan spicy hot pot!

Su Qing gritted her teeth and angrily asked, "Did you invite Tang Wan to eat this too?"

Jiang Fan shook his head.

"No!"

Su Qing was even more furious after hearing this. Jiang Fan continued casually, "I had Beijing-style tripe."

Su Qing's anger instantly dissipated. It turned out that inviting Tang Wan for dinner didn't cost more than twenty yuan! Then she felt a bit childish. She reached out to take the spicy hot pot to herself, picked out the meat from it, and put it in Jiang Fan's plate. She whispered, "Jiang Fan, have you never been in a relationship, or did you not play with girls when you were young?"

Jiang Fan was slightly annoyed. He raised his head and glared at Su Qing.

"Why do you all ask me this question? Boys play with boys, and girls play with girls. I don't like playing with girls. They're too delicate, and their parents are always on guard, day and night."

Su Qing sighed softly.

"Then you didn't have a relationship in college?"

"Not long after starting my freshman year, something happened at home. Then I was tricked by Tang Wan into marriage. You've basically seen all the people I know after the divorce. Or do you think I have time for a relationship?"

"You can have one now!"

"Who with? When you're feeling bad or have a task, you'll take me away. Tang Wan is always being delicate. I want to live a few more years. Don't give me all the meat!"

"I'm on a diet! Jiang Fan, what kind of girlfriend do you want to find?"

"A woman, alive, and silly."

Jiang Fan really didn't have the mood to look for a partner now. His heart was on the four million yuan debt. How could he think about dating? What girl would be blind?

Su Qing only ate a little vegetable from the spicy hot pot. Most of the rest was eaten by Jiang Fan.

After the meal, Jiang Fan wanted to carry Su Qing home. She shook her head and held the uninjured arm, whispering, "Let's walk around a bit more."

Holding Jiang Fan's arm and wearing a pair of canvas shoes that didn't match her formal attire, Su Qing felt that this outfit was a bit eye-catching in the night market. She pulled Jiang Fan to a street stall to pick out clothes. Jiang Fan cautiously protected Su Qing in front of him. This woman's innocent laughter was somewhat captivating, but Jiang Fan wasn't worried that any crazies or fools would come to bother her. The main reason was that the prices of the items on her were not cheap.

If someone took them away, it would be a big loss.

Su Qing bought a pair of jeans for thirty-five yuan.

A white tank top with 'Queen' printed on it, for thirty yuan.

She bought Jiang Fan a lighter with a picture of a sexy woman on it, for eight yuan.

Spending a total of seventy-three yuan, Su Qing finished her shopping spree. Originally, she wanted to buy matching couple's tank tops with Jiang Fan. Su Qing picked one with the word "this queen" on it, and the male version had "this emperor"! But Jiang Fan refused, saying it was too silly.

At 8 PM, Su Qing took a taxi home and told Jiang Fan when she got in that she could grant him one request, anything at all.

Jiang Fan thought for a moment and said softly,

"How about reimbursing me for the meal?"

The taxi left!

Su Qing worried that she might not be able to resist getting rid of this guy.

Jiang Fan looked at the lighter in his hand, whistled, and went to wait for the bus. Jiang Fan didn't feel lonely at all. When he got home, Tang Wan was squatting in front of the fridge eating snacks. Seeing Jiang Fan come back, she just lifted her head and continued eating.

Ham sausage with some spicy sauce.

She was hungry and had come home early to wait for Jiang Fan. She waited and waited without any phone calls or text messages. She was worried that he was busy and didn't want to call. She didn't know how to cook, and she didn't want to eat takeout.

Jiang Fan took off his coat and hung it on the coat hanger by the door. He rolled up his sleeves and grabbed Tang Wan's arms from behind with both hands, pulling her up. He smiled softly and said,

"Fried rice?"

"Too dry."

"There's seaweed at home. Should I make some soup?"

"Sure."

It seemed that she was too hungry to have any energy. Jiang Fan turned and walked into the kitchen. Cooking wasn't difficult or troublesome for him. At the same time, Jiang Fan also sighed that Tang Wan could be very cute sometimes, especially when she was hungry. She would be in a low mood, that's all.

Jiang Fan had a problem, and this problem was what made him learn to cook.

Once he felt hungry, he would feel irritable and couldn't control his temper.

Soon, the meal was ready. Tang Wan ate heartily and asked vaguely,

"Did something happen at the company today? Mom called me and said someone insulted you, and she wanted to go and fight for you, but you refused?"

Jiang Fan was sitting on the sofa fiddling with Tang Wan's computer. After hearing the question, he frowned and said softly,

"Indeed, something happened. By chance, I was used as a pawn. Qian Ling from Rongyao took away five percent of Li Dahai's shares. The incident was caused by me, but in the end, I didn't get anything."

Tang Wan turned around with her bowl and asked with confusion, puffing out her cheeks, "Qian Ling took five percent of Li Dahai's shares?" Rongyao seems to have only three shareholders. Even if Qian Ling takes five percent, it's only thirty percent. She should have other ideas, right? If she takes another ten percent from Liu Shengge's hands, Qian Ling will have a say in the board of directors. It's only a loss to quarrel with Li Dahai for such a small amount of five percent. Jiang Fan! The soup is salty. Get me a bottle of water."

Hmm?

Jiang Fan frowned, stood up, and walked towards Tang Wan. He took the soup spoon Tang Wan had used and tasted a little. It was indeed salty. Maybe it was because there had been too many things happening recently. He handed Tang Wan a bottle of mineral water and said again,

"We will eventually have a conflict. Li Dahai's son and Qian Ling's niece have always been on bad terms. It's inevitable that we will have a disagreement. It's not bad to get five percent of Li Dahai's shares before the conflict. It's just that I'm resentful to be schemed by her like this. I'm thinking about how to strip her of her five percent."

Hearing that Jiang Fan was planning something, Tang Wan's eyes lit up instantly. She put down her bowl and said excitedly,

"Give me the five percent?"

Pat!

Jiang Fan gently patted Tang Wan's smooth and fair forehead and smiled,

"Eat your meal! Why do you want to get shares of Rongyao?"

"Then do you want to be a shareholder of Rongyao, Jiang Fan? Don't be silly. Then I'll cash out my shares and buy Rongyao's. Let's beat Lin Xuan together."

Seeing the fighting spirit on Tang Wan's face, Jiang Fan felt warm inside. He picked up the bowl and fed Tang Wan a spoonful of rice, saying with a bitter smile,

"You! Stay at Changxiang peacefully. It's still a question whether we can get this five percent. Even if we get it, I won't keep it. I should cash it out. Then you can choose whether to take the money or buy a car. Tang Wan, I feel that I should be able to earn four million within a year. I calculated that, excluding the seventy thousand I gave you, I should have around five hundred thousand now."

"Ah?"

In the instant when Tang Wan opened her mouth, Jiang Fan fed her the rice in the spoon. Tang Wan chewed the rice and looked at Jiang Fan with wide eyes, full of surprise. She swallowed the rice with difficulty and gasped,

"We haven't been divorced for a month yet, right? You have five hundred thousand now? Then you can pay me back in just one year? Do you want to rush me out? Jiang Fan! Let's resign the contract!"

Jiang Fan was amused.

"Haha, this is the first time I've seen a creditor not letting me, the debtor, pay back the money. When I pay you back, can I turn around and become the landlord?"

"No! You can't! Jiang Fan, you're earning too fast! Why don't you help me? If you help me, I can also give you money."

"Almost all of my five hundred thousand is from extortion, not from any legitimate way. I can bear to extort others, but as for extorting you, it's too silly. I can't do it. Open your mouth!"

"Jiang Fan, I can't eat anymore."

"Just one more bite."

Now, Jiang Fan was just like the young wives in the village when they were chasing their children to feed them. Finally, Tang Wan covered her mouth with both hands and refused to eat anymore. She had only eaten a small half bowl. Jiang Fan sighed helplessly.

"Eat more, and your breasts will grow bigger!"

"Jiang Fan! Get out."

After the meal, Jiang Fan just wanted to sit on the sofa and rest, but Tang Wan pushed him to take a shower. Half an hour later, the two of them, freshly showered, sat on the sofa looking at the computer. Tang Wan smelled fragrant, and Jiang Fan wrinkled his nose and asked if she had used too much makeup. It smelled too strong. Tang Wan glared at Jiang Fan unhappily.

Jiang Fan pointed to the rendering on the computer and said softly,

"This is what Rongyao Furniture Plaza will look like after it's completed. From the outside, it looks perfect, meeting the requirements of an airport. Look again, this is the internal structure. You think that if you invest in a furniture plaza later, the total investment will be just over ten million yuan."

Tang Wan's mood worsened again. She leaned her forehead against Jiang Fan's shoulder and pouted, saying that Jiang Fan was biased. If she had known he had a way, she wouldn't have bothered to go through the trouble of seeking connections. After a few seconds, Tang Wan lifted her head, looking at Jiang Fan with a pitiful expression, and cried out with a pout.

"Husband~"

Jiang Fan instantly felt a chill and pushed Tang Wan's head away, grimacing with disgust.

"Act normal. I have to deal with the Glory Water Park issue recently. Don't cause me any trouble."

"Husband~ I don't need the four million. Just resign from Glory, and go to Changxiang as their deputy vice president. I'll be your secretary."

The idea of becoming the deputy vice president at Changxiang did interest Jiang Fan a bit, mainly because Tang Wan could be his secretary, serving him tea and water. The thought made Jiang Fan happy, but he quickly dismissed it.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Otherwise, this woman would definitely be just like she is now at Glory, loafing around in front of him all day.

"No way! Don't even think about it. I'm the boss here at Glory! Why would I go suffer at your place?"

Tang Wan's expression turned cold. She moved closer, and Jiang Fan moved back a little. Eventually, Jiang Fan had no room to retreat and leaned half on the armrest of the sofa, his hands supporting him from above as he looked down at Tang Wan and gritted his teeth.

"You! Are! Not! Willing! To! Leave! Su Qing!"

"What are you talking about?"

"So love doesn't disappear; it just transfers, right?"

Here we go again, Jiang Fan simply stopped talking, closing his eyes to avoid the annoyance. But with his eyes closed, Tang Wan started again.

"That's it! You don't even want to look at me now."

Jiang Fan opened his eyes wearily.

"Can you not be so childish? When did I say I don't want to look at you?"

"Then go to Changxiang."

"No."

"Huh! You don't want to see me!"

"Tang Wan!"

"Go to Changxiang!"

"No!"

"Huh..."

"I huh your great-uncle!"

Jiang Fan stood up, hoisted Tang Wan onto his shoulder, and walked up the stairs. Tang Wan, draped over Jiang Fan's shoulder, moaned.

"You're resorting to violence now."