Chapter 6: You Want Me to Be a Dad?

Chapter 6: Chapter 6: You Want Me to Be a Dad?

Jiang Fan pursed his lips and turned to follow the sales associate into the back room.

While he was being measured, he couldn’t help but ask, "Ma’am, this place looks pretty high-end. How much does a suit cost here?"

"Anywhere from fifty to a hundred thousand," the associate replied.

"What the hell? Is this a robbery?" Jiang Fan was stunned. He’d only ever seen suits that cost fifty thousand on TV.

A sliver of doubt also crossed his mind.

’How could a shrewd woman like Yin Ruxue possibly buy me such expensive clothes? There has to be a catch.’

"Sir, I understand your concern, but we specialize in high-end, custom-tailored suits, so they are a bit pricier."

The associate explained patiently, a professional smile on her face, as if she had anticipated his question.

Jiang Fan wanted to say something else, but he kept his mouth shut.

’Fine. I’ll play along and see what this Yin Ruxue is really planning for me.’

After they left the bespoke tailor shop, Yin Ruxue took a bag out of the trunk and handed it to Jiang Fan.

"There’s a suit in here. Make do with it for now. The one we just ordered won’t be ready until the day after tomorrow."

"No rush, I can wait." Jiang Fan smiled and waved his hand.

"Be at the gate of my residential complex tomorrow at 4:30 in the afternoon. And remember, wear this suit!" Yin Ruxue said as she got into her car.

"Okay, I got it. Tomorrow afternoon, 4:30."

Jiang Fan nodded, but just as he started to walk around to the passenger side, she hit the gas and drove off.

He stood there stunned for a few seconds, then cursed, "What the hell is wrong with that woman? One minute she’s buying me clothes, the next she’s just abandoning me here."

Then again, it wasn’t a huge problem. They were in the city center, so it was easy to hail a cab.

When he got back to his rented apartment, Wu Qiang swarmed him the moment he opened the door.

"So? What did the rich lady want you to do?"

"We’ll get to that. First, let’s talk about how you sold me out for a hundred bucks!" Jiang Fan said coldly.

"Hey, what kind of talk is that, man?"

Wu Qiang waved his hands defensively. "I did it out of the kindness of my heart, and you’re accusing me like this?"

"The kindness of your heart?" Jiang Fan’s eyes went wide. "You knew that woman filed a complaint that got me fired, and you still teamed up with her to mess with me."

"Let me ask you, are you short on cash?"

"I am."

"And did you find a high-paying job?"

"Well... I guess I did."

"Well, there you have it! I’m the one who helped you. And you say I sold out my own brother? Isn’t that just pure slander?"

Wu Qiang’s spiel left Jiang Fan speechless.

"Forget it, forget it. I’m not arguing with you." Jiang Fan waved his hand dismissively.

"By the way, how much is that rich lady paying you a month?" Wu Qiang asked, lowering his voice.

"Fifteen thousand."

"What?"

Hearing this, Wu Qiang clutched his chest as if in agony. "If I’d known it was that much, I would’ve gone myself! The heavens are so cruel!"

"Oh, give me a break. Isn’t it just because you’re too ugly?"

Jiang Fan grinned, then took a quick shower and went to bed.

The night passed uneventfully.

The next morning, he first went to the bank to wire ten thousand yuan to Qing.

Then he took out his ledger and crossed out one of the entries.

’Seven hundred thirty thousand to go. I’ll be out of this hole soon.’ A weary smile touched his lips.

He might have taken on a huge debt, but his conscience was clear. Even if the same situation were to happen again, he wouldn’t hesitate to do the same thing.

If he had any regrets, it was that he hadn’t seen that person’s true colors.

Before he knew it, afternoon had arrived.

At four o’clock, Jiang Fan arrived at the entrance to the villa complex, half an hour early.

"Hey, kid! You’re not allowed in. Think you can fool me just by changing your clothes?"

Just then, the old security guard from before walked over.

"Sir, you just watch. In a little while, someone’s going to come pick me up in a Mercedes. You believe me?" Jiang Fan said with a mysterious smile.

"Pah! It’s broad daylight and you’re already daydreaming?" the old guard said dismissively.

But half an hour later, Yin Ruxue’s Mercedes pulled up and stopped right beside Jiang Fan.

"You’re punctual today. Get in," Yin Ruxue said, rolling down the window.

"See that?"

Jiang Fan shot a glance at the old security guard, leaving the man to stand there, utterly dumbfounded.

Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of a school in the city center that looked like a castle.

"Going to school here must cost tens of thousands a year, right?" Jiang Fan asked.

"Eight hundred thousand a year."

Yin Ruxue replied, "Oh, and after we get out of the car, you follow my lead. Don’t say anything out of line. Got it?"

"Got it." Jiang Fan nodded.

"By the way, you asked me what your job would be. I can tell you now."

"I’m listening."

"I hired you to pretend to be Mengmeng’s father," Yin Ruxue said.

"Who’s Mengmeng?"

"My daughter."

"What the hell? You want me to be an instant dad?"

Jiang Fan’s eyes widened in utter shock.