Chapter 102: Move Your Hands Away From Me (Fifth Update)

Jiang Huai’s eyes suddenly brightened.

“Right. Mr. Song is correct. That’s what we can see in daylight. In the shadows, he also wants to lean on the Zhong family, and he won’t succeed at that either.”

Yang Fan laughed. “Enough with the chatter. I still hold those dozens of security hooks myself; even if he were to marry Zhong Ziyan, he still couldn’t take that flower.”

As long as I want, that lock can stay hanging for a year without trouble.

“Once you’ve tied him down with his own money, after a year, when you’ve already pushed Jiang Tao aside, won’t all that money be yours anyway?” Mr. Han added.

“Of course. But let’s settle one thing first—you can’t take all of it. You’d better share a portion with the others too.”

“Share? Absolutely.”

Jiang Huai immediately felt certain he was in the winning position.

“But are you sure it won’t make a profit within a year?”

“Whether it profits or not—that depends on me. We can spend a whole year building and not open for business. This place genuinely requires twenty to thirty billion to build. Let Jiang Tao fund it for us.”

“Excellent idea.”

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“We should ease up the competition in Tianhai. Everyone should expand the business there. Mr. Han, I think the northern side of Tianhai is ideal. And Mr. Song, don’t you think Tianhai’s waterways have huge potential too, especially besides Mo Wang Mountain, where there’s even a half-finished attraction.”

“Really?” Mr. Song asked.

“I’m not fooling you. Tianhai is poor, so we must invest precisely there. Just look at all those travel spots lying idle—without development, isn’t that a waste?”

“In that case, shall we inspect it tomorrow, Mr. Han?”

“Sure. I’d be happy to join.”

So it was settled. When Yang Fan and the others went downstairs, he hadn’t even reached the ground floor yet when he heard barking.

He nearly thought he was imagining things. Could this be because Ai Xiaomei was gone and he was missing that little sister of his?

It was clearly Ai Xiaomei’s two dogs.

He had just turned a corner when the barking rose all at once. So, you really came!

“Brother, puppies, go call your big brother over.”

Yang Fan nearly collapsed.

“How come you all came?”

“We came because we felt like it.”

Zhao Jing laughed. Beside her were Xia Yufei and Wu Qian as well.

“Yufei!”

“Mengnan!”

The two girls hugged each other in a flurry of excitement.

“Tonight, all of you stay at my place and we’ll talk properly.”

“Fine!”

“I’ll come too!”

“We don’t need you. We have something private to discuss, so tonight you sleep alone,” Zhao Jing said.

“You heard that? They don’t want you. But that’s okay—I want my dogs.”

Ai Xiaomei was always one to steal every spotlight, wandering in and creating trouble wherever she went, and always a professional at trapping Yang Fan.

“Go on, then. Tonight, sleep hugging your dogs.”

Yang Fan tapped her head lightly. Ai Xiaomei didn’t argue at all; she tossed the dogs right into Yang Fan’s arms.

“Zi Han and I are going to sleep at Wang Yun’s. Bye!”

“Take your dogs with you!”

Yang Fan called out, but Ai Xiaomei had already bolted through the door, and Wang Yun, Zhao Jing, Wu Qian, and Xia Yufei left as well.

“At least give me a hug before you go!”

“Woof… woof!”

Yang Fan was still holding the two drowsy dogs, the kind that would not even move when put on the floor.

“Who brought Ai Xiaomei here?”

“I’ll carry these two little dogs for you tonight,” Zhao Mengnan said. Yang Fan almost grew so sentimental he might have hugged her too.

Seeing Lin Ruo’s expressionless face, he decided against it—better not; otherwise Lin Ruo would go on talking about everything, even Xia Yufei’s close friend.

Lin Ruo and Lin Xi stood up.

“Have you all eaten?”

“We have.”

Lin Xi answered, while Lin Ruo remained silent.

They left immediately.

This was inside a private room. With everyone gone, only Yang Fan remained. He had been expecting to do something with Wang Yun tonight—so many wives in his life, and yet now he was going to sleep alone.

After easing his mood, Yang Fan walked into the hall.

“Little uncle, didn’t I just see little auntie come in?” Liu Haoyu asked.

“Mm. They all went to Yun’er’s place.”

“Then why didn’t you go?”

“How could I leave you two here?”

“Cut it out. They don’t want you. So what terrible thing did you do to anger heaven and everyone?” Xu Tao teased Yang Fan.

“Am I the kind of man you think I am?”

The others gave him a clear look of disdain.

Now they had all dispersed, only Zhang Chen, Xu Tao, and Liu Haoyu remained.

“How is it with you two—are your relationship paths near the end, or do you continue on?”

“That depends on what you mean. If you mean affairs, there are many.”

“Then are they all throwing themselves at you, or are you the one forcing your way in?”

After fooling around with Zhang Chen’s jokes for a while, Yang Fan headed back to the villa district.

He video-called Zhao Jing and saw them all sprawled on a very large bed, in pajamas. Zhao Jing’s were all sheer. Yang Fan nearly lost his composure. I want to be there too—four people sharing one heavy quilt.

“I want to go too.”

“We don’t want you.”

Zhao Jing laughed and said, “Did you hear what Wang Yun said about you? You’re a total lustful bastard. We can’t invite a wolf into our room.”

“I’m a sheep wrapped in a wolf’s skin!”

“Then that skin is only for doing bad things!”

Yang Fan got all worked up just seeing what they wore and ended the call right away. It was a trap of temptation. They must have done it on purpose.

He meant to scold Ai Xiaomei thoroughly, but when he opened the video, she was bouncing on the bed like a child. No matter what he said, she didn’t hear it at all. Instead she chatted for a while with Xu Zihan. Yang Fan let out a sigh and hung up.

Near midnight, Lin Ruo came. Every night she came to massage him, as if it were a daily obligation—one of those arrangements where only Lin Ruo could touch him, and he could never touch Lin Ruo.

In the middle of the full-body massage, he spoke of his suspicions about A Bao.

Lin Ruo agreed it was quite possible. Since A Bao and A Ying were both core figures in this redemption, A Bao surely had things he hadn’t revealed.

“I’ve already scanned A Bao’s past with memory-pupil detection. I always felt there was a hidden method to this redemption.”

“Don’t worry about that for now. Tell me again all the addresses you detected. I’ll check them personally tomorrow. We may have missed something.”

In the dark, Yang Fan nodded and gave her several addresses.

“For the next few days,” Lin Ruo said, “just keep them company properly. Then you won’t complain that I keep controlling you so tightly.”

“But I actually want you to keep controlling me.”

“You tell me how twisted your heart must be. I scold you every day, and yet you still say I’m treating you well.”

“How touching.”

“Not touching me at all. And move your hands away!”