Free Web NovelChapter 2534: Chapter 1594: Village Belle (6k-word Mega Chapter!)
"You called me over."
Fang Qing looked calm, with no sign of guilt.
She was enjoying watching TV with her parents, but one call from this guy made her... paranoid.
Sigh.
Waste of feelings.
She didn’t mind, yet he had the nerve to blame her?
Jiang Chen suddenly stood up, walked to the trash can, squatted down, and picked up the paper that inevitably fell outside the trash can.
In the past, Boss Jiang had only one flaw, and that was being poor; many girls were not as clean as he was.
For someone from a humble background to attract girls so fondly, there must be a reason.
"Say whatever you want. In the future, don’t ever tell a man he can’t do something. It’s too insulting. You might as well curse his ancestors for eighteen generations."
Jiang Chen said while picking up the trash.
"Can you stop being so nagging?"
Jiang Chen laughed in frustration, looked up from squatting on the ground, "You want me to bail you out, but can’t take a couple of words?"
"You’re not going to bail me out anyway."
Fang Qing was clearly unafraid.
Jiang Chen was left speechless, swallowing his anger. This is how it’s been all these years. When the other party causes trouble, he’s the one who fills it in, either as a scapegoat or, of course, not always forced—sometimes, he takes initiative.
So after years of forming habits, how could it change overnight?
Blame who?
Isn’t it all because he "indulged" her?
After picking up all the pieces of paper and throwing them where they belong, Jiang Chen stood up.
"Where are Uncle Fang and them? Are they asleep?"
"Watching TV."
Fang Qing didn’t seem in a hurry to go back. Anyway, she had given her parents a heads-up when she went out.
"What’s the background of that guy surnamed Zhou?"
Jiang Chen’s eyes twitched in disbelief, "You don’t know?"
"How would I know? I don’t even know him."
"You don’t know, yet you chose to offend him so thoroughly?"
"I didn’t offend anyone. I was only offering a reasonable rebuttal based on facts."
It’s often said that couples become more alike over time.
Actually, childhood friends do too. For example, tonight, these two who live door-to-door showed too many similar reactions when facing a stranger, and Fang Qing’s serious tone seemed copied from someone’s body.
Jiang Chen didn’t argue with her.
Arguing with a lawyer is unwise, even foolish.
Prior to coming, Young Master Zhou already knew Qing Gege’s profession.
So conclusions can be drawn.
The guy who claims to represent Sha City isn’t really bright, although his decision to turn foes into friends is rather wise.
How does that saying go?
Great wisdom appears as foolishness.
Beside the trash can, Jiang Chen clapped his hands.
A person who can’t even control basic emotions yet claims to represent Sha City.
No wonder why this city, which had such a leading start line, would gradually fall behind, becoming indistinct among the crowd.
Sha City used to be the province’s leader, known nationwide. Back then, people from coastal cities flocked here to work and invest.
Thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west bank.
Portrayed vividly in this city.
Witnessed personally by those born and raised here.
Why does Boss Jiang remain so optimistic? It has a lot to do with Sha City’s environment.
Maybe others are depressed and negative about Sha City’s decline, but he sees things from another perspective.
Sha City’s fall from grace shows that class is dynamic, not fixed.
The rich may go bankrupt, so the poor definitely have a chance to prosper.
Hmm.
It’s just that simple.
"You haven’t answered me."
Fang Qing said to Jiang Chen, who walked back to sit down, her toe wagging as she wore half-covered linen slippers in warm ivory white, matching the homely feel of the environment, creating quite the atmosphere.
At first glance, it looks like a wife playfully teasing her husband.
"Think for yourself."
Jiang Chen wasn’t buying it.
"Who are his parents?"
Jiang Chen stayed silent, deliberately being coy.
Fang Qing didn’t ask again, just quietly bent over, took off her slippers, and held them in her hand.
"Who his parents are doesn’t matter. He has an aunt."
Jiang Chen immediately replied.
Fang Qing didn’t rush to put her slippers back on her feet, "You also have an aunt."
See.
Qing Gege is actually quite humorous and witty.
The older generation didn’t have the term "superior childbirth", considering three as few, often having seven or eight siblings, so in their generation, having aunts is nothing unusual.
But an aunt and an aunt aren’t the same.
"If I had an aunt like his, I would be way happier."
Jiang Chen, exhausted from hardship, crossed his hands behind his head, leaning back on the couch.
"Mayor Zhou?"
Fang Qing asked nonchalantly.
"Your political sensitivity is quite good."
Jiang Chen praised.
Fang Qing finally put her slippers back on her feet.
"It shouldn’t be."
"What shouldn’t be?"
Jiang Chen learned his lesson to avoid her taking off her slippers again—no socks on an autumn night; it’s easy to catch a cold.
"The chief official of a prefecture-level city, missing this kind of political sensitivity?"
Jiang Chen laughed leisurely, "When you got into trouble as a child, did you rush home to tell Uncle Fang and Aunt Pan? Even more so when she’s not his biological mom but just an aunt."
Fang Qing nodded in agreement with his reasoning.
She wouldn’t.
She would definitely want this guy to take the fall for her first.
"Let alone he’s an adult, with self-esteem."
"Who do you say doesn’t have self-esteem? Speaking with veiled sarcasm is the most annoying."
Jiang Chen was speechless.
