Chapter 116: Mengmeng’s Request

Chapter 116: Chapter 116: Mengmeng’s Request

Only after running downstairs did Jiang Fan realize he’d forgotten his car keys.

There was no way he’d make it in time if he had to take a taxi.

Just as he was about to run back up, a figure suddenly appeared before him.

"Su Qingci?"

Jiang Fan rushed over to her in a few quick strides.

"I need your help! It’s an emergency!"

"Huh? Didn’t you just go up? Why are you back down? What’s the emergency?"

Su Qingci jumped, startled by Jiang Fan.

"Do you have a car? Let me borrow it."

Jiang Fan asked, getting straight to the point.

"A car? What for? What about Li Muwan’s car?"

Su Qingci asked, watching him warily.

"I need to go buy something. I’m in a hurry."

"So, can I borrow it or not? Give me a straight answer."

"Is this for work?"

Su Qingci took out her car keys as she asked.

"Drive carefully. Safety first."

Then she stuffed the keys into Jiang Fan’s hand.

"Whoa!"

Jiang Fan’s eye twitched when he saw the logo on the key.

"A Porsche?"

"None of your business. Now hurry up."

Jiang Fan didn’t have time to be shocked about how she could afford a Porsche.

’Right now, all I want is to save my bonus!’

You had to admit, luxury cars packed a serious punch.

The moment he started driving, Jiang Fan knew it had to be modified.

The raw power and the force that pushed him back into his seat weren’t something you’d find in a standard Porsche.

The car shot forward like a roaring beast.

Luckily, traffic was light around noon. During the morning or evening rush hour... he would’ve been toast.

No doubt about it.

"An iced Americano, light sugar, no ice."

Not caring about getting a ticket, Jiang Fan parked illegally on the side of the road and bolted into the shop.

His frantic entrance startled the barista.

"One iced Americano, just a moment. I can scan your payment code right here."

The friendly barista, though wondering why this man looked so frantic, followed store policy and politely took his payment.

He pulled out his phone and checked the time. Only fifteen minutes left.

"Sir..."

"To go!"

Without even blinking, Jiang Fan watched the barista bag his order. He didn’t waste a single half-second, snatching the drink, getting in the car, and immediately speeding back.

The moment he reached the company entrance, he slammed on the brakes, jumped out, and tossed the keys to Su Qingci.

"Do me a favor and park the car. I’ve got to run upstairs."

Staring at the cup of coffee in Jiang Fan’s hand, Su Qingci was so furious she could spit.

’So all this fuss was just to buy a cup of coffee?’

’And he wants *me* to park the car for him?’

Before she could explode, Jiang Fan had already vanished.

With barely three seconds to spare, he slammed the coffee down on Li Muwan’s desk.

Jiang Fan leaned over, hands on his knees, panting for breath.

"Oh, how did you know I like iced Americanos?"

Li Muwan took a blissful sip, chewing playfully on the straw.

Jiang Fan had a strong urge to start cursing.

"The bonus! The money! Give it to me!"

Though still bent over, he stuck out his hand expectantly.

"I already sent the forms to accounting. It should be hitting your account any minute now."

Jiang Fan stared at her, his eyes wide.

Just then, his phone vibrated.

He pulled it out to see a notification for a deposit. It was the bonus.

A full 67,000 yuan!

"So you were just messing with me on purpose?"

But since the money was in his account, Jiang Fan was too delighted to argue with her.

"Well, you’re the one who made me mad. Now, get back to your professional attitude, right now."

The higher-up always wins.

When you’re under someone else’s roof, you have to bow your head.

Although Jiang Fan was fuming, he held his tongue.

"Go bring me the four team leaders for the Southeast, Northeast, Northwest, and Southwest groups."

Li Muwan opened a folder on her desk, her expression shifting back to its usual business-like state as she spoke to Jiang Fan.

"I’m your dedicated specialist, not your assistant!"

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes and slumped onto the sofa, refusing to move.

"Oh, really? As I recall, bonuses can be revoked."

"I think there might have been an error on the form I signed."

Li Muwan’s muttering instantly deflated Jiang Fan’s defiance.

’Who’s going to argue with money? You can’t just throw away cash for the sake of pride, can you?’

"One moment. I believe it would be my honor to serve you."

Jiang Fan went out and brought in the four team leaders. Once she was back in work mode, she was frighteningly calm.

She laid out their various work targets with methodical precision.

Her expression was frosty the entire time, and even her tone of voice had changed.

’Women really are strange, fickle creatures,’ Jiang Fan thought to himself.

’Is this some kind of fucking multiple personality disorder?’

’That’d be genuinely terrifying.’

Lost in his own wild thoughts, he didn’t even notice Li Muwan standing over him, looking down.

"HOLY SHIT!"

Startled, Jiang Fan instantly let out a curse.

"What are you doing?"

"You’re asking *me*? What are *you* doing? Staring at me like a pervert, you were practically drooling. What sort of dirty thoughts were you having?"

Li Muwan’s face was a mask of disgust.

"The hell? Me, a pervert?"

Incensed, Jiang Fan shot up from the sofa.

But the moment he was on his feet, he realized... he *had* been staring at Li Muwan and thinking some "bad things."

"Oh, look at the time! It’s already past quitting time, isn’t it?"

"I’ll be heading out then. Goodbye, Manager Li!"

The afternoon had passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Fan made a swift exit.

"Where are you going? Aren’t you going home?"

Jiang Fan pretended not to hear her.

He went to the main office area, found Sun Yanzi, and handed her the keys. "You’ll have to get home on your own tonight. I’ve got something to do."

"Huh? What are you going to do?"

Jiang Fan thought for a moment. "Going to sleep."

"Ha? Stop joking. All right, go on."

Sun Yanzi chuckled and took the keys.

Jiang Fan scratched his head. ’Thinking about how I’m going to be in the same bed as Yin Ruxue, I’m not wrong. I *am* going to sleep.’

He didn’t bother explaining further, though. He hailed a taxi and headed straight for Mengmeng’s school.

When he arrived at the school gate, a teacher immediately brought Mengmeng out. These days, Jiang Fan was definitely something of a local legend at the school.

He was the only person who had ever managed to intimidate the most difficult, hard-to-handle parents into silence, even forcing them to make public apologies.

"Daddy, you came to get me!"

"Are you done with work?"

"Mengmeng has missed you so much the last few days!"

Seeing Jiang Fan, Mengmeng beamed and threw herself into his arms. She wrapped her hands around his neck and planted one smacking kiss after another on his face.

"Have you been a good girl lately?"