157: Han Jiaying's specialty products

The phone suddenly rang. Wu Fan picked it up, saw it was Chen Lu, and paused.

She rarely called him proactively; something must be up. "Hello, Xiao Lu."

"Wu Fan, what are you busy with? Long time no see."

"I'm at home drinking tea!"

"That obedient?"

"Xiao Lu, you have something implied in your words!"

Chen Lu paused, then said, "Someone saw you going to the Xinyue Bay Resort Hotel to hang out every day, right?"

Her voice clearly held a hint of sadness.

Wu Fan was momentarily speechless.

Who was so bored that they told her something like this? They truly had nothing better to do.

Chen Lu had social anxiety and rarely interacted with outsiders, except for people in the office.

The first person he thought of was Gu Ling.

It was a bit too much that this woman went on dates with the old man Jin Qiang yet still gossiped behind his back.

"Did CEO Gu tell you? Whoever told you must be someone who frequently goes to Xinyue Bay. I went last time to watch a tea ceremony performance and buy tea leaves. Don't listen to her nonsense and overthink things."

Chen Lu paused for a few seconds, then changed the subject, "Can you come to the office now?"

"Why? What's going on?"

"A package arrived with your name on it. Why was it sent to the office?"

Wu Fan thought for a long time but couldn't recall buying anything.

"Who sent it? Is there a name?"

Chen Lu got up. "Wait a moment, I'll go check. The package is placed behind the door."

"No name, I don't know who sent it."

"Uh, check where it was shipped from."

"Jiaxing Pinghu."

Han Jiaying, who danced classical dance on TikTok, immediately popped into Wu Fan's mind.

This woman actually sent local specialties.

She was quite thoughtful.

Women like this were the easiest to conquer, as they actively latched onto him.

Since she was good-looking, pursuing a deeper relationship wouldn't hurt.

"Oh, I know what it is. It should be some local specialties. You can take them home and eat them."

Chen Lu teased, "It must be another pretty girl who sent this to you. This is her heartfelt affection, how can I take it away? You should come and get it quickly. Maybe there's something Yao Yao likes to eat."

Wu Fan checked the time, estimated that Yao Yao and the others would be home in about half an hour, and agreed.

"Alright, I'll come over now."

He hurried downstairs and headed straight for the travel agency.

When he pushed the door open and entered, Chen Lu was busy sitting in front of her computer.

Wu Fan sat down on the sofa opposite her. "Long time no see, you look thinner?"

"Really?"

Wu Fan smiled. "Are women always on the road to losing weight?"

Chen Lu gave a faint smile. "Pretty much."

She got up, preparing to pour Wu Fan some tea.

Wu Fan refused, saying, "Xiao Lu, no need. I have to go back soon; Yao Yao is about to finish school."

Chen Lu stopped. "As you wish."

She sat back down at her desk, looked up at Wu Fan, and said, "Now that you have money, don't spend it recklessly. You should save some. It's good to have a guarantee in case anything happens."

Wu Fan nodded. "I know what I'm doing."

Chen Lu's eyes flickered. "Last time you mentioned going on a blind date, how did that go?"

Wu Fan casually replied, "We only met a few times, and I didn't really feel anything."

Chen Lu's lips twitched. "You're not young anymore. You should find a woman you know well and who can take good care of Yao Yao, don't you think?"

"That's true, but a woman like that is hard to find."

Just as they were talking, Gu Ling pushed the door open and walked in.

When she saw Wu Fan, her eyes paused momentarily. "Manager Wu, what a rare visitor. Since you rarely come to the office, you must honor me by coming to my place for a chat."

Without saying another word, she immediately grabbed Wu Fan's arm and started walking out.

Wu Fan reluctantly had no choice but to follow.

When he reached the doorway, he looked back at Chen Lu and raised an eyebrow.

No emotion could be discerned on Chen Lu's face; she merely forced out a stiff smile.

The air conditioning in the small suite was very warm, and it carried a subtle fragrance.

CEO Gu closed the door.

Wu Fan leaned against the doorframe, his gaze fixed on her face.

Her chubby, doll-like face was astonishingly fair. Honestly speaking, Gu Ling was very beautiful.

If one word were used to describe her, it would be "fresh and crisp."

She was like a piece of snow-white porcelain, very pleasing to the eye.

She looked up, her eyes very bright...

... About ten minutes later, the phone rang at an inopportune moment.

Wu Fan couldn't immediately pull up his pants and could only listen to "The Evening Wind as Wine."

Wu Fan had just changed this ringtone yesterday.

He really didn't have time to answer, thinking that after the busy signal, it wouldn't ring again.

But the ringtone was persistent and kept singing non-stop.

I drink the evening wind as wine alone, sighing as a lifetime of devotion enters my throat. How can I get thoroughly drunk when the tears of the mortal world are endless? You promised me half a lifetime of tenderness with that one glance; my lovesickness cannot be severed, turning into naught...

Gu Ling was speaking in seductive tones, desperately pulling Wu Fan, refusing to let him leave.

Wu Fan was truly distracted by the noise, so he had to pause.

He took two steps and picked up his phone.

He saw that Xiao Ai was calling, likely meaning dinner was ready.

Wu Fan answered, frowning. "I'll be back soon, you guys eat first."

"Brother Fan, please hurry, we are waiting for you."

Wu Fan paused. "No need, you should eat first. It won't taste good when it gets cold."

He said no more and hung up the phone directly.

Gu Ling's cheeks were flushed, and her expression was alluring. "Wu Fan..."

... As Wu Fan was about to leave, Gu Ling whispered softly, "Wu Fan, please help close the door. I want to sleep for a bit, I'm exhausted."

After she finished speaking, she smiled seductively.

Wu Fan gave her a pat and went downstairs.

He didn't use the main entrance but slipped out through the small back door of the travel agency.

He still hadn't taken the package.

He didn't want Xiao Lu to find out, and even less did he want her to know about his special relationship with Gu Ling.

After arriving home, Yao Yao dropped her chopsticks and rushed over. "Daddy, why are you so late?"

Wu Fan kissed her chubby little cheek. "Daddy was busy earning money. How have you been at school lately?"

Yao Yao said cheerily, "Very well! Teacher Chu is so good to me."

Her tone carried a hint of pride.

Wu Fan couldn't help but kiss her again. "That means you're doing great at school, and that's why Teacher Chu likes you so much, right?"

Yao Yao blinked, thought for a moment, and said, "Maybe."

Her uncertain expression was particularly adorable, causing Xiao Ai, Fan Lin, and Wu Fan to look at each other and burst into laughter.

Wu Fan thought that since Teacher Chu was so attentive, he should find time to invite her out again and give her some shopping cards or jewelry.

The last time Wu Fan suddenly gave Chu Ying a gold card worth 440,000, he had completely broken down her psychological defenses.

With Wu Fan being so generous, it didn't matter that he was divorced with a child; everyone yearned for a life where they never ran out of money.

Unfortunately, Wu Fan hadn't proactively contacted her, so things were just dragging on.

Xiao Ai's cooking skills had improved, and the dishes she prepared were flavorful and visually appealing—very impressive.

Fan Lin couldn't help but exclaim, "Xiao Ai, when will you teach me how to cook? It's truly delicious, I really want to learn."

Xiao Ai pursed her lips. "Fan Lin, you should just focus on eating. Why bother learning to cook? You are a bodyguard; just focus on perfecting your skills. I am the Nanny, so naturally, I need to make the food appealing, right?"

She was also wary in her heart; she didn't want to teach the apprentice and starve the master.

She was now completely dependent on Wu Fan and Yao Yao, so she naturally needed a marketable skill in her grasp.

She felt that cooking was a very important point, and the other was her skill in bed.

Fan Lin covered her mouth and chuckled. "Xiao Ai, that seems to make sense."

Wu Fan said, "This is called everyone attending to their own duties."

After dinner, Fan Lin offered to help clean up and wash the dishes, but Xiao Ai refused.

"You just sit there; this is also the Nanny's job."

Fan Lin smoothed her hair, smiled sweetly, and looked at Wu Fan. "I'm here to enjoy the good life."

Wu Fan joked threateningly, "Believe it or not, there will be a time when you suffer."

Fan Lin covered her mouth and laughed. "It's okay to suffer, especially since I'm getting such a high salary."

Wu Fan asked, "If I pay one million, how much do you get per year?"

"Forty-sixty split, four hundred thousand."

Wu Fan rubbed his forehead. "When your contract expires, I'll just hire you directly. One million a year, and it's all yours."

Fan Lin waved her hand. "No need. The company pays for my five insurances and one housing fund, and I get year-end benefits. Without the company, you wouldn't have been able to find me. I can't do something ungrateful."

Wu Fan glanced at her, feeling a clear stupidity in her eyes.

But it was also strangely cute.

Wu Fan held Yao Yao while they looked at a picture book for a while, and then the three of them played a round of Ludo.

It was very joyful.

As per the usual rule, Wu Fan would not capture Yao Yao's pieces, only trying to capture Fan Lin's.

Fan Lin didn't understand and actually captured one of Yao Yao's pieces once, making Yao Yao tear up.

Seeing this, Wu Fan lifted his foot under the table and gently kicked Fan Lin.

Her face flushed, she looked up and met his gaze for a few seconds before understanding Wu Fan's intention.

This girl was slow to catch on.

Next, Wu Fan and Fan Lin understood each other perfectly. The two of them fiercely attacked each other's pieces but avoided Yao Yao's.

Naturally, Yao Yao ended up getting first place.

She jumped happily, clapping her hands and cheering, "Daddy, I won again!"

"Yao Yao, you are the best." Wu Fan couldn't help but flatter her.

Xiao Ai finished cleaning the kitchen and came out, saying, "Yao Yao, since you got first place, why don't you dance for everyone?"

Yao Yao agreed readily. "Daddy, play 'Grandma's Penghu Bay'."

"Okay."

Listening to the music, Yao Yao began to dance adorably. Her movements were decent, but she didn't seem to keep up with the rhythm.

She was truly extremely cute.

When the song ended, Wu Fan was the first to applaud. Xiao Ai and Fan Lin immediately followed suit.

Yao Yao laughed heartily; she was very happy.

After they played together for a while, it was time for Yao Yao to go to bed.

Wu Fan accompanied her to brush her teeth, told her stories in bed, and only left Yao Yao's room after she had fallen asleep soundly.

In the living room, Xiao Ai and Fan Lin were both looking down, playing on their phones.

Wu Fan said, "You two should go to bed early. I'm leaving."

Xiao Ai stood up, looking at him affectionately, somewhat reluctantly, but she didn't say anything.

Internally, Fan Lin had been nervous from the start, especially since she slept in Wu Fan's room.

She had been imagining who Wu Fan would sleep with if he stayed home tonight.

Now, hearing Wu Fan say he wouldn't be back tonight, she felt a little disappointed.

She had actually prepared herself for sacrifice internally.

Since she was a personal bodyguard, making certain necessary sacrifices was unavoidable.

She had heard too much gossip about bodyguards and employers; it was nothing surprising.

In the private circle of bodyguards, having intimate contact with the employer was a very good path forward.

Not only could she receive a high salary, but it was also very stable, absolutely worthwhile.

Wu Fan looked at Fan Lin's dazed expression, walked over, and patted her shoulder. "What are you thinking about?"

Fan Lin shook her head. "Nothing."

Wu Fan's lips curled up. "Bye-bye."

He looked back at Xiao Ai and walked out the door.

After Wu Fan got into his Audi Q7, he lit a cigarette and spaced out.

He actually liked the feeling of smoking alone in his car.

Quiet, lonely, and relaxing.

After finishing one cigarette, Wu Fan sent Han Jiaying a wechat message, then opened TikTok.

Han Jiaying was live streaming. When she saw Wu Fan enter, she immediately stood up and bowed. "Welcome, Bao Fu Brother Yan, thank you for gracing us with your presence! A warm welcome!"

Wu Fan was straightforward. He went directly into her collection showcase and clicked on every gift that needed to be lit up.

Han Jiaying was very excited, thanking him repeatedly. "Thank you for the gifts, Bao Fu Brother Yan, love you!"

Today, Han Jiaying was wearing a Tang Dynasty dress, revealing her chest and back, making her very seductive and sexy.

"Bao Fu Brother Yan, let me dance for you."

The music started, and her enchanting body began to sway; she was indeed quite flirtatious.

Especially when a silk scarf flipped, it was beautiful.

[Bao Fu Brother Yan]: Sent Carnival * 13

[Bao Fu Brother Yan]: Sent TikTok Airship * 14

[Bao Fu Brother Yan]: Sent Fantasy Castle * 13

[Bao Fu Brother Yan]: Sent Romantic Carriage * 14

Han Jiaying was very excited. "Thank you, Brother Yan, love you."

The fans in the comment section were no longer calm:

"Holy cow, what a Local Tyrant."

"Bao Fu Brother Yan is truly generous, what a legend."

"He's probably a Second-generation rich, nothing surprising."

"This is the first time I've seen such beautiful gifts being continuously spammed. Truly a God-tier Tycoon."

... Wu Fan looked at the comments, the corner of his mouth curving up. He typed, "Streamer, I received the local specialties. They're great, thank you."

"Holy cow, the streamer even sends local specialties to Brother Yan."

"So the question is, how much time until the streamer sends herself over?"

"I guess it must be simple; it's just a matter of a plane ticket."

"Hahaha, the person above is correct."

"Do you think Brother Yan will reimburse the plane ticket cost?"

"What are you thinking? He can spend over 100,000 on gifts; would he be short on a plane ticket?"

"The question is, will the streamer really show up in person?"

"Idiot, the local specialties have been sent. Next up is meeting offline, and then discussing life in a hotel, understand? Hahaha."

"The brother upstairs, you understand the routine."

... Han Jiaying looked at these comments, her face slightly red, and didn't dare to respond.

What she was thinking was completely exposed by her fans.

They were truly too sharp.

She was indeed thinking about her next step, which was meeting Wu Fan offline...