Chapter 33: The Couple’s Double Act

Chapter 33: Chapter 33: The Couple’s Double Act

"Thank you, Jiang Fan."

After speaking, Li Qian’Er turned her back.

"Jiang Fan, don’t get the wrong idea. I... I was just thanking you on behalf of the children at the orphanage."

Jiang Fan coughed a couple of times.

’So sudden.’

He’d just been ambushed with a kiss.

"Okay, the PIN is six eights. Remember it."

"This is my number. Take it down. Call me later if you have any problems."

"Okay, Jiang Fan."

"Do you want to make a trip into the city now? With this money, you could buy some supplies," Jiang Fan suggested on the spur of the moment.

"Not right now. I just bought some rice and vegetables not long ago, and we grow some here, too. We have enough to eat."

"Actually, I do want to go to the city, but the director’s health isn’t good yet, so I can’t go far. I still have to cook for the kids," Li Qian’Er said bashfully.

Jiang Fan grunted in acknowledgment. "I’ll come by again in a while to give the director some more acupuncture."

Jiang Fan got in his car.

Li Qian’Er suddenly thought of something.

"Jiang Fan, what do you do for work now? Where can I find you?"

’What do I do for work?’

"I’m in sales." ’I can’t very well tell her I sell lingerie, can I?’ he thought.

"Oh, sales."

The car was already far in the distance.

"Ah! I think Jiang Fan forgot to say where he lives."

Li Qian’Er stomped her foot in frustration.

But then she suddenly recalled the moment she had bitten Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan was just like when they were kids, letting her bite him.

Suddenly, a smile touched Li Qian’Er’s lips. "Hehe, he’s still my Jiang Fan."

Back in the car, Jiang Fan felt his pocket. All that was left was his other card, which held last month’s salary from his delivery job—just a little over three thousand yuan.

Jiang Fan called Wu Qiang.

When Wu Qiang saw the call was from Jiang Fan, he quickly pulled over to the side of the road and answered. "Old Fan, what’s up?"

"I’m sending you three thousand on WeChat. I’ll give you an address. I need you to buy some medicine and some gifts and deliver them for me."

Wu Qiang chuckled.

"What’s this? Three thousand yuan?"

"Who are you spending three thousand on for a gift? Old Fan, don’t tell me it’s a new girlfriend."

"Enough with the questions. Simple answer: are you doing it or not?"

"I’ll do it, I’ll do it! You’re the damn boss, okay? Asking for a favor and still acting so high and mighty."

"Send the money over, send me the list, and I’ll deliver it for you."

There wasn’t any need for pretense between men, especially not between sworn brothers like Jiang Fan and Wu Qiang who had been through thick and thin together.

He glanced at the time. It was already 1:30 p.m.

’This "cold" of mine seems to be dragging on. I’ll probably get my pay docked if I go to the office now.’

But he still had to go to work.

「Xuerong International.」

At the main entrance, voices murmured. "Hey, look, the handsome guy is here for work again."

"Still driving a Maybach?"

"Su even got shut down by him last time."

"I hear he’s a martial artist."

"Huh, this Maybach... doesn’t it look a bit like the president’s new car?"

"You know, now that you mention it, it does look similar."

「Sales Office.」

A man and a woman were angrily confronting Sun Yanzi.

The man held up a vintage-style lingerie set, complete with black lacy patterns.

"You women are all a bunch of fucking bitches."

"How dare you sell a lingerie set that’s carrying a virus?"

"My wife got HPV because of you! I’m not done with you people!"

When the crowd heard that the lingerie was contaminated with HPV, their skin crawled.

Everyone present led clean lives; no one dared to touch such a strange and questionable item.

A woman with a face full of sores was crying on the side. "Honey, it’s all their fault. It’s all of them."

"You know the doctor said there was nothing wrong with me. They said it’s an early-stage infection, and I bought this outfit half a month ago."

"It must have been them. It must have been them."

"This is pure slander!" Su Qingci was furious.

She had followed the couple upstairs.

Just in case the man did something desperate, she wanted to be there to stop him.

But who would have thought they would come up and start making false accusations right away?

"Hmph. Slander."

"This lingerie was bought on the 13th of last month."

"Here are blood samples from the 12th and the 14th. The one from the 12th is normal, and the one from the 14th shows the virus."

"This proves it has to do with you!"

"You only have blood samples from the 12th and the 14th. That doesn’t prove it was the lingerie that infected you on the 13th."

"A lot can happen on the 13th." Sun Yanzi immediately seized on the key point.

"What if your wife did something... inappropriate, or encountered something unfortunate? Are you saying we should be blamed for that, too?"

The man, Zhao Zhigang, flew into a rage. "You bitch, are you daring to say my wife is promiscuous?"

"I didn’t say that. You did."

"Fine, fine. Very good."

Zhao Zhigang suddenly spotted a simple chair beside him and immediately threw it at Sun Yanzi.

Even Su Qingci, who was standing right next to them, couldn’t react in time.

’Damn it!’

Su Qingci wanted to block it, but it was too late.

Sun Yanzi was frozen with terror. It was moving too fast; she had no time to dodge.

Sun Yanzi screamed.

A cruel look was on Zhao Zhigang’s face.

But in the next second, a figure appeared in a flash, pulling Sun Yanzi into his arms.

Jiang Fan felt something soft pressing against him.

He had figured it out from outside the door—this couple was just putting on an act.

They were trying to extort Xuerong International.

Sun Yanzi and her team had been caught off guard by the couple and thrown into disarray.

So Jiang Fan decided to play along, holding Sun Yanzi and bursting into loud sobs. "Yanzi, are you okay?"

"Yanzi?"

Jiang Fan’s voice grew louder.

Everyone at the scene was completely baffled.

’What kind of bizarre move is this?’

’Why is this new guy hugging Supervisor Sun Yanzi like she’s his long-lost wife? Since when were they so close?’

Su Qingci shouted furiously, "Jiang Fan, let go of Yanzi now!"

Jiang Fan completely ignored her.

Instead, as Sun Yanzi tried to struggle out of his arms, he let her fall backward. Sun Yanzi felt her center of gravity give way, and she ended up leaning back in his embrace, their eyes locking in a suggestive pose.

It was just like a scene from a movie where the hero holds the heroine.

Sun Yanzi gritted her teeth, annoyed.

Jiang Fan whispered, "Don’t get up yet. Play along with me. I have a way to deal with these two."

After hearing this, Sun Yanzi chose to cooperate.

"Yanzi, what’s wrong?"

"Quick, pretend to faint!"

Sun Yanzi froze. Her eyes clearly said, ’I don’t know how!’

Jiang Fan shot her a look. "Close your eyes and don’t talk."

Only then did Sun Yanzi obediently close her eyes.

Jiang Fan laid Sun Yanzi on the floor. Everyone was startled, but when they saw her lying on the ground, looking like something was really wrong, a chill ran down their spines.

"Yan, what’s wrong with you?"

Her colleagues rushed over.

Jiang Fan then pointed angrily at Zhao Zhigang. "It’s all your fault! Yanzi has a heart condition, and you just threw that chair at her!"

"You scared her!"

"Her heart condition flared up!"