104: Revisiting the fitting room

Wu Fan moved closer and continued joking, asking, "Beautiful Jin, after returning from studying abroad, you haven't looked for a Boyfriend. Is it because you prefer foreign goods?"

When Jin Ya heard this, her face flushed crimson, and she cursed in a low voice, "Wu Fan, I didn't expect you to be such an indecent person. If I had known, I wouldn't have sold you the shares."

Wu Fan chuckled, "Look at you, you're getting worked up, aren't you? I just said it casually. But foreign goods being different isn't exactly a secret."

Jin Ya felt heat rising all over her body.

Suppressing her anger, she said, "You don't need to go pick up the new ship. Go do whatever you need to do."

Wu Fan, however, moved even closer and whispered, "Next time there's a chance to pool shares to buy a ship, remember to notify me. I'll do anything you ask."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, then bent down to add, "I almost forgot the key point: I'm not worse than any foreigner."

Before Jin Ya could react, he had already left with a wicked smile.

Jin Ya's ears were burning. She cursed through gritted teeth in her heart, "This man looks respectable, but deep down, he's a rogue and a scoundrel."

As Wu Fan reached the door, he didn't forget to look back and give her a faint smile.

After getting into his car, he took out a cigarette and lit it. Thinking of the suggestive things he had just said, he chuckled foolishly to himself.

[Ding, congratulations, host, you have received a random gift of 50,000 yuan. Current account balance: 1.881 million.]

Wu Fan glanced at the system panel and drove to the restaurant on the pedestrian street.

After contracting the renovation to Lilin Decoration Company, he wondered how the work was progressing.

Although it was a full package deal, if he didn't supervise it, it wouldn't be good if they used particularly shoddy materials.

Pan Shiting was still working at the school cafeteria and probably didn't have much time to check on it.

Before he even stepped inside the shop, he heard the rumbling sound of electric drills.

Workers were busy tearing down the old decor.

After distributing a few cigarettes, Wu Fan walked up to the second floor, where Pan Shiting surprisingly was.

When she saw Wu Fan, she was clearly excited. She immediately hooked her arm around his, "CEO Wu, it's rare for you to show up! Are you here to supervise the work?"

Wu Fan cupped her chin, "I came to see if you were slacking off."

Pan Shiting smiled sweetly, "I'm actually very busy at the school cafeteria, I just came over to check during a break between selling dishes."

Wu Fan gave her a light kiss, then pulled back and said, "Very good. Since you're putting in so much effort, I must give you a reward."

Pan Shiting asked, her eyes shining, "What reward? Should we go now?"

Wu Fan chuckled, pinching her pretty face, "What are you thinking about in broad daylight? I'll give you a material reward of ten thousand yuan to cheer you up."

Pan Shiting giggled.

She proactively wrapped her arms around Wu Fan's neck, soliciting a kiss.

Wu Fan only gave her a few fleeting kisses before pushing her away, "Do you still have those two tickets for the Tea Art Competition from last time?"

Pan Shiting sounded a little sad, "Our school has an event on the 18th, so I probably won't have time to go."

Wu Fan lit a cigarette, "Then give the tickets to me, otherwise they'll go to waste."

Pan Shiting sounded jealous, "Be honest, have you been secretly contacting Lin Jingyi?"

Wu Fan thought about the cost of compensating for the bed sheets and felt a strange suspicion. Was Lin Jingyi really a virgin? Was that the day she lost it?

He tried to recall the process of that time. Aside from her heartbreaking cries... there didn't seem to be anything else special.

In any case, her performance was quite awkward.

Wu Fan pulled Pan Shiting close, "I just asked her to deliver the tea gift box. We haven't had any other interaction."

Pan Shiting was half-convinced. She took two tickets out of her handbag.

Wu Fan reached out for them, but she raised her hand and backed away, smiling, "Which Young girl are you planning to take with you?"

Wu Fan's lips curled up. He stepped forward, wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and pulled her entire body into his embrace, "What are you trying to do? Are you trying to control me? Believe it or not, I'll take care of you right now."

Pan Shiting looked up and saw the darkness in Wu Fan's eyes. Her heartbeat quickened as she laughed, "Wu Fan, I was wrong. Here."

She tucked the tickets into the breast pocket of Wu Fan's suit jacket.

Wu Fan leaned in and whispered a few words in her ear.

Pan Shiting swayed her slender waist and smiled coquettishly...

Wu Fan walked into the Musen Clothing Store, and Zhou Ruyan immediately rushed over to greet him.

She had been very depressed these past few days, as cracks had appeared in her relationship with her husband.

Anyway, when she saw her husband at home, nothing he did seemed right.

It was as if everything he did was wrong, failing to meet her expectations.

Even when they did that thing together at night, she felt unsatisfied.

When she needed him to put in effort, he didn't, which was extremely annoying.

Sometimes, just as she was getting excited, he would finish, which was highly disappointing.

Whenever this happened, she would intensely miss Wu Fan.

She missed his strength and his endless variety of tricks.

Looking up again at her husband, who was snoring loudly enough to shake the heavens, she wished she could kick him right off the bed.

She was not happy living this kind of life at all.

Now, she completely refused to let her husband touch her; seeing him just irritated her.

She didn't even want to talk to him; they had nothing in common.

A grown man would just sit there playing games on his phone after dinner, cursing and yelling noisily—it was extremely irritating.

The more she looked at her husband, the more disgusted she felt.

She even thought about divorce, but when she saw Sweetie, she became conflicted again.

When she saw Wu Fan, her heart immediately blossomed, and happiness returned.

She felt that Wu Fan was good in every way; she couldn't find a single flaw in him.

He was rich and generous, domineering yet gentle, romantic yet passionate, especially... every time, he would leave her utterly satisfied and craving more.

She immediately brewed Wu Fan a cup of hot tea, looking at him affectionately as she asked, "What made you decide to come over today?"

Wu Fan glanced at the fitting room and said meaningfully, "I just wanted to check on the situation in the fitting room..."

Zhou Ruyan smiled radiantly, raising her hand to playfully tap Wu Fan's chest, "You're naughty."

Wu Fan took a sip of tea, pulled the tickets for the Tea Art Competition from his pocket, and said, "You mentioned wanting to go last time. I got the tickets, so shall we go together then?"

Joy shone in Zhou Ruyan's eyes, "Did you get these tickets just for me?"

Wu Fan didn't answer directly, "The presidential suite at Crescent Bay has also been booked."

Zhou Ruyan blushed shyly, "But if we go watch the competition during the day, the store will have to close."

"People like us who run stores are called small bosses, but in reality, we are more pitiful than wage earners. We don't get a break three hundred and sixty-five days a year. If we take a day off, we lose out on the rent, and we always feel reluctant to do that."

Wu Fan looked at her beautiful face, took out his phone, and transferred twenty thousand yuan. "The usual rule: I'll cover the lost revenue."

Since he got cashback no matter how much he spent, it didn't matter.

Zhou Ruyan stopped being polite, happily accepted the money, then got up, locked the door, and drew the curtains.

She turned back, gave Wu Fan a seductive smile, and swayed her perky hips as she walked toward the fitting room.

Wu Fan's burning gaze followed her seductive figure. He swallowed hard and slowly stood up...