Chapter 5: The Feeling of Being Kept

Chapter 5: Chapter 5: The Feeling of Being Kept

"Go ahead and ask. I’ll answer whatever you want to know," Jiang Fan said, nodding.

’I’m just a poor kid. What’s there to even ask about?’

"Do you have a gambling problem? Are you in debt because of it?" Yin Ruxue asked slowly.

"What the hell?"

Hearing this, Jiang Fan leaped to his feet. "I knew it! It was that bastard Yang Bapi, wasn’t it? I should have known he’d start bad-mouthing me the second I quit. Just you wait, I’m gonna go teach him a lesson!"

"Calm down."

Yin Ruxue shook her head. "If it’s not from gambling, then how did you get into debt?"

"Is that... important?" Jiang Fan countered.

"It is."

Yin Ruxue nodded.

Jiang Fan was completely baffled.

"I... Oh, whatever. It’s not like it’s a big secret."

And so, Jiang Fan told her about his girlfriend.

’Compared to his pride, he needed the money more.’

"I didn’t expect you to be such a devoted person."

A flash of surprise crossed Yin Ruxue’s eyes. "Alright, you can sign it now."

"Alright."

Jiang Fan nodded and signed his name on the contract.

’After all, the fifteenth was only two days away. It was impossible for him to scrape together ten thousand on his own. He might as well try this for a month and see what happens.’

’If it turned out to be a problem, he could just quit. No big deal.’

After signing his name, he immediately reached for the money on the table.

"Not so fast," Yin Ruxue said, taking a step forward.

"Now what?" Jiang Fan frowned.

"You threw my cake away. You should pay for that. I’m deducting two thousand."

As she spoke, Yin Ruxue counted out two thousand and pushed the rest of the money back toward him.

"Hey, I—"

’Jiang Fan was so pissed he wanted to start cursing, but he forced himself to hold it in. He couldn’t let this woman look down on him.’

"Right. So, can I go home now?"

"No. You’re coming with me to the mall."

Yin Ruxue said, grabbing her purse and turning to leave.

"The job starts now?" Jiang Fan asked, hurrying after her.

He then got into Yin Ruxue’s Mercedes, and they headed for the mall.

"It’s almost ten o’clock. Won’t the mall be closed by now?"

Jiang Fan pointed out while taking a deep whiff of the fragrance in the car.

The scent wasn’t overpowering. In fact, it was wonderful. The more he smelled it, the more intoxicating it became. And the closer he leaned toward Yin Ruxue, the stronger it got.

’Could it be... this woman’s natural scent?’

At that thought, he couldn’t resist sneaking a glance at Yin Ruxue. Below her fair neck was a deep, alluring valley.

"If you lean any closer, you can get the hell out of this car!" Yin Ruxue snapped.

"Uh, well... the AC is cooler on your side."

Jiang Fan grinned and straightened up in his seat.

"We’re here."

Just then, Yin Ruxue parked the car, got out, and walked toward a lit-up shop across the street.

"Huh?"

Jiang Fan had assumed she wanted him to carry her shopping bags or something, but he was dumbfounded the moment he stepped out of the car.

Before him was a clothing store—a custom tailor for menswear.

’Don’t tell me this woman is taking me clothes shopping?’

"Don’t just stand there. Get in here!"

Yin Ruxue called out with a frown from inside the store, interrupting Jiang Fan’s wild thoughts.

"Oh, right."

Jiang Fan nodded and followed her into the store.

The moment he stepped inside, he felt completely out of place.

For one thing, the store was filled with formal attire like suits and dress shirts. For another, it was the way the staff were looking at him.

It was a look, how to put it... of pure contempt.

"Come and try this on. See how you like it."

Just then, Yin Ruxue beckoned to him from a short distance away.

"Are... are you talking to me?" Jiang Fan could hardly believe his ears.

’He’d just been daydreaming outside. Yin Ruxue would have to have a screw loose to actually buy him clothes.’

"Do you see any other men here?" Yin Ruxue glanced at him, her face impassive.

"Fair point."

Jiang Fan nodded, walked over, and slipped on a black suit.

When Yin Ruxue saw Jiang Fan dressed in the suit, a look of amazement flashed in her eyes, and she couldn’t help but press her lips together.

Jiang Fan was tall, around six feet, with the kind of build that looked lean in clothes but was clearly muscular underneath. His arms, in particular, looked powerful.

"Miss Yin, your friend looks so handsome in this suit!" a clerk standing by immediately complimented.

"He’s passable."

Yin Ruxue’s icy demeanor immediately returned. "Alright, we’ll take this style. Three sets. Get his measurements."

"Right away!"

The clerk nodded and immediately took Jiang Fan to be measured.

"Um, are you really buying these for me?" Jiang Fan asked, his eyes wide.

"Is there a problem?" Yin Ruxue shot him a glance.

"There’s no problem, but..."

"The way you dress... it’s not suitable for you to be seen at my home."

Yin Ruxue cut him off with another icy reply.

"Fine, have it your way. But let me make one thing clear: you can’t deduct the cost of these clothes from my salary," Jiang Fan said quickly.

"Do you think I’m as petty as you are?" Yin Ruxue scoffed.