97: What bloodstain?

"Lin Jingyi, have you taken a shower yet?" Wu Fan asked, standing outside the bathroom door.

It was silent inside for a few seconds, then a slightly trembling voice came through, "Brother Fan, what do you want?"

At that moment, she was already naked, just about to start bathing.

When Wu Fan heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

This woman certainly had strong defenses.

He teased her, "Hurry up and open the door. I'll shower with you."

"Ah, no, Brother Fan, I beg you, I'm really not used to it."

The tension was palpable in Lin Jingyi's pleading voice.

Wu Fan cleared his throat, "Alright then, just make sure you wash thoroughly. But the bathtub in the hotel isn't clean, so just take a quick shower. Don't soak in the tub, understand?"

"Okay, I understand."

Wu Fan stopped teasing her and turned back to the living room.

He pulled out his phone and called Fei Wei. He waited for quite a while before the call connected.

"Wu Fan, you're back?"

"I came back yesterday. How is your bar business? Is Tang Xiaorou, the one I found for you, doing well?"

Fei Wei said excitedly, "Brother, ever since Tang Xiaorou arrived, the bar has been packed every day. We've reached the point where people have to make reservations in advance."

Wu Fan was very surprised, "Is her charm that potent?"

"Brother, you haven't seen Tang Xiaorou in person, have you? She is simply the ceiling of the curvy worlda cute baby face and four plump mounds of flesh that have captivated all the lechers in Island City."

Wu Fan's mind stalled for a moment, "What four plump mounds of flesh? Good grief, I can't believe you said that."

He imagined it and burst out laughing.

Fei Wei said earnestly, "Why don't you come hang out at the bar tonight? Tang Xiaorou has been thinking about you and said she's waiting for you to treat her to a seafood feast!"

Wu Fan lit a cigarette, "How is her piano playing? Pretty good, right?"

Fei Wei said excitedly, "Her piano playing is simply masterful. Her two mounds of cleavage can even jiggle into musical notes. What man wouldn't drool when he sees that? Plus, her singing is beautiful. She's flawless, really."

Wu Fan exhaled a puff of smoke and laughed, "You haven't fallen for her, have you? You're praising her to the heavens."

Fei Wei replied, "Brother, honestly, a woman like heronly an experienced player like you can handle her. She's the ceiling of pure desire. Are you coming to the bar tonight? Give me a straight answer."

"Yes, I must come. Has Grass Chicken gone to Beijing for his 'honeymoon' yet?"

"No, the bar business is too good, so I didn't let him go. He and Shan Xiaojie are both still here. Without them, how could I manage everything?"

Wu Fan exhaled smoke, "That's true. Let's talk later. See you tonight."

"Alright."

Wu Fan heard the bathroom door open, hung up the phone, and turned to look.

Lin Jingyi walked out wrapped in a bathrobe, her face flushed, and a look of shyness in her eyes.

Wu Fan extinguished his cigarette butt and joked, "Were you practicing qigong in the bathroom?"

Lin Jingyi looked confused and uttered a bewildered "Huh?"

Wu Fan couldn't help but laugh slightly, "Go look in the mirror. You practiced qigong until you look like Guan Yu; your entire face is bright red."

Lin Jingyi lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, not speaking further, just standing there dumbfounded.

Watching her helpless expression, Wu Fan inexplicably wanted to laugh.

Since she had the courage to enter this room, why was she acting like it was her first time?

"Come here," Wu Fan motioned with his hand.

Lin Jingyi was visibly nervous and walked over with small, quick steps.

Wu Fan pulled her small hand, making her sit down on the sofa. "Have some fruit. You need to replenish some fluids after finishing your shower, understand?"

Hearing this, Lin Jingyi relaxed slightly. She took a small tangerine from the fruit plate and began peeling it very carefully.

Wu Fan stood up, patted her shoulder, and said, "Relax," before gesturing toward the bedroom. "When you're done eating, go wait for me inside. I'm going to take a shower."

Lin Jingyi blushed, her breathing clearly quickening, and she only managed a faint "Mm..."

She wanted to ask Wu Fan for the remaining money for the tea gift box first, but the words died on her lips.

She was also worried. If she asked Wu Fan for the money now, what if he decided he didn't want the gift box anymore?

...The rain was still drizzling, but it had lessened considerably.

Wu Fan jogged to his car, got in, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took several deep drags.

Thinking of Lin Jingyi's stunned behavior just now, he found it somewhat amusing.

She was really good at pretending. She must have done things like this often to sell tea, right?

Before leaving the room, Wu Fan had transferred the remaining balance for the gift box to her, adding an extra ten thousand yuan as a small compensation.

He exhaled a puff of smoke, rested his foot on the steering wheel, and looked up to see Lin Jingyi exiting the hotel. She was looking down, her eyes slightly red, as if she had been crying.

However, through the car window glass, he couldn't see clearly.

Wu Fan didn't want any further interaction with her. The transaction was over; it was time to move on.

Wu Fan didn't dislike women who loved money, but he strongly disliked women who were dishonest; it made him feel uneasy. Who knew what kind of trap they might set next? It was better to stay away early.

He stopped thinking about it and just immersed himself in smoking.

His phone rang. He looked at it and saw it was a landline number.

"Hello?"

"May I speak to Mr. Wu Fan?"

"Speaking."

"...What's wrong with the bedsheet?"

"Mr. Wu, there is a bloodstain on the bedsheet."

Wu Fan exhaled smoke, slightly confused. Could her period have started?

"Alright, how much does it cost?"

"300 yuan."

"That's fine, no problem."

"Could you please come to the front desk to pay?"

"Give me your wechat number. I'll add you on wechat and transfer it. It's raining outside, and I'm too lazy to get out of the car."

"Understood, Sir."

After Wu Fan paid the money, he was still perplexed. Had she just started her period? What a coincidence?

He tossed the cigarette butt and drove to the used car dealership. The front of his car had been damaged after Liu Xiaofei, that little loli, crashed into it, and he hadn't had it repaired yet.

He didn't want to go to a 4S shop for repairs anymore. He planned to just sell the car and replace it with a new one.

The money from selling it would be another solid net income.

For Wu Fan, his spare time should be spent reselling things and making money, striving to reach one hundred million in his bank account as soon as possible.

A small goal, right?

As long as he paid a little attention, it would be easy.

Wu Fan offered the car dealer owner a cigarette. "Hey, slowpoke, take a look and tell me how much it costs to fix this."

The car dealer owner politely lit the cigarette for Wu Fan, bent down, and glanced at the car front. "It'll cost about 300 yuan to fix it."

Wu Fan took a drag of his cigarette. "Alright. Do you buy cars here?"

The owner looked at Wu Fan in surprise. "Your car is quite new. Are you planning to sell it?"

Wu Fan exhaled smoke and lied, "Sigh, my funds are tight, so I plan to sell it."

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