Chapter 220: A Pleasant Surprise

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: A Pleasant Surprise

’That should do it.’

This would at least ensure he wouldn’t wake up for half a month, no matter how expensive the medicine or how good the doctors.

After taking care of everything, Jiang Fan slipped out of the underground garage without a sound.

On his way home, Jiang Fan casually picked up three cups of honey pomelo tea.

He strolled home.

When he opened the door, he found the two women sprawled on the sofa.

"All taken care of?"

Jiang Fan placed the cups of honey pomelo tea in front of the two women, then opened one for himself and asked curiously.

"We’ve handled part of it. It’s too late now, so there shouldn’t be any big moves tonight."

"Why were you out for so long?" Yin Ruxue asked, her voice heavy with fatigue.

"The delivery guy couldn’t find the place. Turns out he went to a different complex, so I had to take a little walk to find him."

"You... Jeez..."

"It’s so late, you shouldn’t go back," Jiang Fan said.

"Mengmeng is already asleep. You and Yanzi can take the bedroom. I’ll crash on the sofa for the night."

"Okay."

Yin Ruxue was too exhausted to argue.

Fortunately, Sun Yanzi had a spare set of new pajamas and toiletries.

She took the quickest shower of her life, didn’t even wash her hair, and fell asleep the moment she flopped onto the bed.

Sun Yanzi wasn’t in much better shape, though she did manage a few more words with Jiang Fan before turning in.

Seeing that both had drifted off, Jiang Fan quietly closed the door.

The next morning, while he was still on the sofa, a scream jolted him awake.

"President Yin, wake up!!"

Sun Yanzi was holding her phone, her voice trembling.

"What is it? Don’t scare me!"

Yin Ruxue jolted, instantly wide awake.

’I have to prepare for the worst,’ she thought.

"No, no, it’s not that! Something happened to Fengming Group."

"Li Fengming was viciously beaten by someone last night! He’s in the ICU right now, fighting for his life."

"If he hadn’t been found in time, he’d probably be dead by now."

"So Fengming Group is leaderless. The police have gone directly to the company to investigate. They suspect it was an inside job—someone looking for revenge."

"They’ve checked all the surveillance footage and access points, and apparently, no one entered the underground garage that night."

Sun Yanzi relayed the news as she read from her phone.

She was practically vibrating with excitement.

Listening from the doorway, Jiang Fan felt a faint smile touch his lips.

But by a stroke of chance, Yin Ruxue caught it.

"Jiang Fan, has your mouth been blessed or something?"

"Yesterday, you said Li Fengming should disappear for a while, and now he’s lying in a hospital bed."

"Could you make another wish and have Xuerong Group become a Fortune 500 company?"

"Sure, sure. Xuerong Group will be one of the top three in the world," Jiang Fan said, rolling his eyes.

’Of course he knew Yin Ruxue was testing him.’

’But he played dumb.’

"A shame he didn’t die. If he were dead, we’d have even more time, wouldn’t we?"

"No, wait, it would be a permanent solution," Jiang Fan added with feigned regret.

His acting was so good that even if Yin Ruxue were truly suspicious, she wouldn’t find a single crack in his performance.

"Since you’re both awake, don’t go back to bed. Go eat, then figure out how to handle this."

"Doesn’t the company have a shareholders’ meeting today?" Jiang Fan added with a stretch.

"Mengmeng can stay here with me."

"I don’t have much going on today anyway."

Li Muwan had told him yesterday that he didn’t need to come over, so he might as well use the time to look after his daughter. ’What could be better than bonding with his child?’

"Yay! Daddy’s the best! I want to stay and play with Daddy!"

"Daddy, you’re amazing! Mengmeng knew you could do anything!"

The little girl had actually been awake for a while, just pretending to sleep and eavesdropping.

Hearing Jiang Fan’s words, she couldn’t hold back any longer and leaped out of bed.

He scooped her into his arms and glanced back at the two women. "The kid’s up. Aren’t you two going to get ready?"

"I ordered breakfast. It’ll be here any minute."

With that, he carried Mengmeng out of the room.

Sun Yanzi and Yin Ruxue exchanged a look, then shared a knowing smile.

"I have a feeling this was his handiwork," Yin Ruxue said pointedly.

"This place is so easy to find. Do you really think a delivery guy who works this area constantly would get lost? And go to the wrong complex?"

"So you thought so, too?" Sun Yanzi let out a laugh.

"His act was pretty convincing."

"Whatever. Let’s not worry about him for now."

"We need to focus on fending off Fengming Group’s assault."

"Nothing else matters right now."

After their talk, the two women got dressed and emerged from the bedroom to find that Jiang Fan had already set breakfast on the table.

Steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and soy milk—it was a full spread.

Yin Ruxue finished her breakfast and rushed to the office.

Not only did she have the shareholders’ meeting to deal with, but she also had to cover any tracks Jiang Fan might have left behind.

And so the days passed. Xuerong Group gradually rolled out its countermeasures.

Once they weathered the first wave of Fengming Group’s assault, things became much simpler.

Over the course of the week, Jiang Fan not only helped Li Muwan smooth things over with her parents but even managed to win their favor.

The collaboration between Xuerong Group and the Yufan Design Team launched with a huge splash, capturing public attention.

This prompted many to take action. After all, the Yuefan Group’s reputation preceded it; its products were not only prestigious and high-quality, but also unique.

Sometimes, their product lines would even be discontinued without warning, instantly becoming limited-edition collector’s items.

Of course, another piece of news was also making the rounds: the head of the Fengming Group had been viciously beaten, yet the police had come up with no useful leads.

The case was about to go cold when, on the very night Li Fengming finally regained consciousness, another man—masked and cloaked in black—burst into his hospital room and gave him another brutal beating.

This was tantamount to openly taunting the police.

It was a powder keg, and the slightest misstep could set it off.

It was the talk of Yang City.

When Jiang Fan saw the news from his own home, he was completely stunned.

’Holy shit. I was just minding my own business, and now I’m being blamed for this?’

What did this have to do with him? He had been at home the whole time!

"Who the hell is trying to frame me?!"

Jiang Fan slapped his thigh in frustration.