Chapter 512: Good Sisters

"Alright, alright, alright, no more thanks, no more thanks, hurry up and eat. Look, this braised fish was specially ordered from a runner who waited in line to buy it. I thought you wouldn't like waiting in line, so hurry up and taste it."

Jiang Pengfei didn't notice anything unusual and enthusiastically greeted them to eat and drink.

Wang Yan curled his fingers and gently caressed her again, then put his hand on the table and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

Jiang Nansun let out a long breath, stole a glance at Wang Yan, who looked as normal as if nothing had happened, and couldn't help but curse him as a hooligan and a big bastard. But when Wang Yan turned his head to look over, she quickly avoided his gaze and kept picking up food from the whole table.

Jiang Pengfei didn't notice, but Dai Yin saw her daughter's embarrassment. However, she didn't say anything, sitting there eating food without a word, pouring and drinking for herself, feeling relaxed and content.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Pengfei sighed and asked: "Wang Yan, after selling the house, there will still be 2.5 or 2.6 million left. What do you think about our family buying a small house?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "2.6 million, 30% down payment, loan for 30 years in Nansun's name, and you'll have to pay over 30,000 a month for a 6 million house. And for an 8 million house, the location certainly won't be as good as where we are now, and the area won't be very large. You've lived here on Fuxing Road for half your life; you certainly won't be used to it. Plus, with such a high monthly mortgage, your quality of life will definitely drop by a large margin. I think for your family, buying a house is not a good choice."

Jiang Pengfei asked: "Are you not optimistic about real estate?"

"It's not about being optimistic or not, it's just that 'houses are for living, not for speculation.' You aren't speculating on houses; I just think it's not very necessary. If it were the 80s or 90s, not to mention you, I would also buy houses and hoard them. But now, housing prices in Shanghai are not low. I believe that with the current economic form, there will still be room for rise, but the room for rise is really limited. And Uncle Jiang, you are over fifty, and Grandma is almost eighty; why spend a lot of money to buy a house?"

The old lady held a napkin and elegantly wiped the corners of her mouth: "You are still young and don't understand our thoughts. No matter how small a house is, it's ultimately your own; that's a home. Besides, if I die one day, it's always better to die in my own home. If it's in a rented house, it adds trouble to others, and it's not auspicious."

"Mom, look at what you're saying, you will definitely live to be a hundred." Jiang Pengfei picked up food for his mother, looking unhappy: "Hurry up and eat, eat more, be healthy, don't say those inauspicious words."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Grandma, you calculate the account. Now I have a dividend of about one million a year here; this is your family's living expenses for a year. Buy a house with a poor location and small area, 30,000 monthly mortgage, 360,000 a year. The nanny your family hired, 13,000 a month, 156,000 a year, that's 500,000 already. What about your family's living? The remaining 500,000, spread over each month, is only 40,000. Your family's food, clothing, and expenses, all counted here, compared to your original life, it's really too much worse."

40,000 a month is, of course, not a small amount of money. After all, many farmers can't earn that in a year, and many other workers have to earn it for a long time. But that also has to be looked at relatively. Compared to the Jiang family's original level, it's not as simple as being cut in half. The old lady lived exquisitely, Jiang Pengfei was extravagant, Dai Yin played mahjong and danced, and Jiang Nansun was a high-minded young lady. With 40,000 yuan, a family combined like this to consume, of course, the standard of living would drop straight down.

Of course, what the old lady said also made sense. After all, dying in a rented house, if you think about it carefully, is indeed very uncomfortable. Especially since the old lady, although she suffered a bit when she was young, had lived a life of wealth for a lifetime, and had old thoughts and old concepts, it was understandable to want to buy a house.

He paused, looked at their disapproval, raised his eyebrows, and continued: "Of course, this is my personal idea. You ask me how buying a house is, I don't recommend it. If you want to buy, then buy. The average price in Huangpu District is 100,000; you can still buy an 80-square-meter two-bedroom, whatever you want."

"Let's consider it again. I don't know what kind of house that money can buy. Let's see." Jiang Pengfei poured wine and raised his glass again: "Come, come, come, drink, drink."

Wang Yan raised his glass happily and ate and drank with Jiang Pengfei. Of course, he ate a lot, and Jiang Pengfei drank a lot.

Maybe it was because he got the confirmation, everything was settled, he no longer held Wang Yan's money, and he could get back over two million, so this time it was truly relaxed. His mood was agitated, so naturally, he talked a lot, and naturally, he drank a lot. He didn't need anyone to persuade him; he drank one small cup after another, and later, when he couldn't pour it into the cup, he drank directly from the decanter.

He rambled on, talking about all the spendthrift things he had done from childhood to adulthood, crying and laughing. Of course, he was crying and laughing with Wang Yan. The old lady couldn't stand her precious son's bear-like appearance and went back to her room to lie down. Dai Yin naturally couldn't stand it either and went back to her room to report the latest situation to her sister and share her mood. Jiang Nansun, of course, wouldn't sit by and let Wang Yan touch her, so she ran to the sofa to play on her phone, turning her head from time to time to look at Wang Yan, and then continued playing on her phone.

Just like that, a meal was eaten from twelve o'clock until past three o'clock in the afternoon. The food was finally eaten up by Wang Yan, and Jiang Pengfei finally vomited a pile and fell asleep in a daze. This sleep should be the most comfortable one he had had in a while.

Wang Yan helped Jiang Pengfei to the bedroom to lie down. Dai Yin gave him two big slaps in annoyance, then looked at Wang Yan and said: "Wang Yan, you didn't drink little either, right? Are you okay? Why don't you sleep at home?"

"It's okay, Auntie Dai, I'm still okay. Didn't you see I didn't even sway when I walked?" Wang Yan chuckled and patted her arm: "Uncle Jiang is also blaming himself; he feels bad in his heart. Today Ye Ye Jin Yan wanted to buy the house, and it was finally settled, but the old house he had lived in for half his life was going to be sold, and he was reluctant. Auntie Dai, I see Uncle Jiang is truly repenting; don't be the same as him."

Dai Yin looked at Jiang Pengfei, who was lying on the bed with his mouth open and snoring, and shook her head helplessly: "Don't worry, we all know. If I were really the same as him, I would have been angered to death by him long ago."

"Haha, that's fine. I'll leave first, Auntie Dai. Call me anytime if you have anything. Oh, no need to see me out, I'm not an outsider, you take care of Uncle Jiang."

He glanced at Jiang Nansun, who was pouting at the dining table, not knowing how to deal with her father's vomit, and raised his eyebrows: "Leaving now, Nansun, goodbye."

While speaking, without waiting for her to reply, he decisively opened the door and left.

Dai Yin followed behind: "Oh, just ignore it, go wash your hands and see Wang Yan off. He didn't drink little either; what if something happens? Hurry, hurry."

Jiang Nansun said "oh," ran to the bathroom to wash her hands, then took her small bag and hurriedly chased after him...

Wang Yan was smoking a cigarette and swaying as he walked toward the outside of the residential area. Jiang Nansun ran to his side, met Wang Yan's teasing eyes, turned her head away, and didn't look at him: "My mom said you drank too much and asked me to see you off."

Seeing her like that, Wang Yan smiled. Just passing by a trash can, he walked over very civilly to put out his cigarette, then walked back to Jiang Nansun's side, looking at her with a chuckle: "Embarrassed?"

Jiang Nansun blushed, curled her lip, and mumbled vaguely: "Hooligan!"

"Men aren't bad, women don't love, a classic saying." Wang Yan chuckled and waved his hand, stopped a passing taxi, and the two sat in the back row. He reported the address directly to the driver: "Please go to Tomson Riviera."

"I won't send you back; Suosuo is still at home waiting for me." Jiang Nansun hurriedly shook her head and reported another address to the driver, which was the place where she lived with Zhu Suosuo. She wasn't stupid; of course, she knew that based on the previous touching, if she really went with Wang Yan today, she definitely wouldn't be able to escape. She was still struggling, and of course, she didn't want to give herself away like this.

And based on the female cosmetics she saw at Wang Yan's house before, she still had scruples in her heart. She wasn't sure if Wang Yan was her good person, her good destination.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, not forcing her. In fact, if he had driven here today and used the excuse of letting Jiang Nansun drive him back, it would have been very natural, but he didn't drive today. Jiang Nansun also showed a certain resistance—this was true resistance, not the half-pushing and half-yielding during the kiss before—so forcing it would be annoying.

He didn't say anything, just rested his elbows on the car window to support his face, and turned his head to look out the window.

Jiang Nansun pretended to play with her phone to avoid the embarrassment of being in a mess and not knowing what to say. Seeing Wang Yan like this, she felt a bit guilty instead and couldn't help but reach out her index finger to poke Wang Yan: "Brother Yan, are you angry?"

"What's there to be angry about? It's just that I drank a lot of wine and have a headache." Wang Yan naturally pulled Jiang Nansun into his arms, one hand wrapped around her neck to caress her face, and the other hand gently scratched her thigh.

Jiang Nansun didn't resist, relaxing and resting her head on Wang Yan's body: "I'm sorry, Brother Yan, I just feel like everything happened too fast. I'm especially confused now and don't know what to do."

Her natural helplessness now, if Zhang Anren knew, would be a huge humiliation to him. He had served her for more than two years; let alone sleeping with her, when had he ever been like Wang Yan, touching her up and down?

Of course, speaking of the truth, it was still Zhang Anren's problem. He held Jiang Nansun too high; if he had been tougher and taken the initiative, the rice would have been cooked long ago.

"In fact, sometimes what you need is not to know what to do, but to follow your heart and be impulsive, because gains and losses can never be calculated clearly, and emotional matters are even more impossible to explain." Wang Yan chuckled and continued his hand movements: "But since you think so, it doesn't matter; there is still plenty of time."

"Brother Yan, thank you." Jiang Nansun raised her head and kissed Wang Yan's face lightly with her thin lips.

The road was silent. Because the distance wasn't far, they soon arrived outside the residential area. The taxi stopped on the side of the road, and Jiang Nansun said: "Why don't... you go up and sit for a while?"

"No need, it's better to go back and sleep early; come again if there's an opportunity."

"Then I'm leaving?"

"Go."

Jiang Nansun took another bite of Wang Yan's face, got out of the car, closed the door, waved goodbye, all in one go.

Wang Yan also waved goodbye to her with a chuckle and casually told the taxi driver the address of the woman with the big wavy hair.

The driver started the car skillfully, looking at Wang Yan, who was looking at the scenery in the back, through the rearview mirror. He didn't doubt whether a man like Wang Yan, who exuded the temperament of a successful person, lived in Tomson Riviera just because he changed his destination; he just sighed boredly that it turned out that players who lived in Tomson Riviera couldn't just get a girl and sleep with her...

Watching the taxi disappear, Jiang Nansun covered her cheeks with both hands, feeling the heat, turned around, and kicked small stones all the way into the residential area; she needed to cool down.

She didn't expect Wang Yan to be so bold, she didn't expect that she didn't refuse, she didn't expect Wang Yan to be so direct, and she didn't expect that she would refuse with so little confidence. She didn't expect even more that she would take the initiative to kiss Wang Yan.

When nothing happened, she of course had a good impression of Wang Yan, but it was only a good impression. It was because of Wang Yan's excellence, as well as some guidance on professional problems after they met, plus the help to their family to leave a way out and pay off debts without seeking return. Now that they had kissed and touched, Wang Yan's image stood up in her heart; that confident man who always had a smile on his face lingered in her mind and couldn't be driven away. She felt that she was not very reserved...

Just like that, she arrived downstairs at the rented house. She touched her face and took a small mirror out of her bag to check, confirming that nothing could be seen, and only then did she let out a long breath and stepped upstairs.

Zhu Suosuo was sprawled on the sofa in the living room, listening to the TV while playing on her phone; it seemed that was the only use of the TV. Hearing the movement of opening the door, she sat up and looked at her good sister who was changing slippers at the door: "I sent you messages and you didn't reply; how did the negotiation go?"

"Of course it was negotiated. We'll go through the procedures next Monday. If we finish in the morning, the money will be credited in the afternoon. Didn't you ask Fan Jingang?"

"No, I was thinking of waiting for you to tell me and be happy with you. How much did it sell for? Can your family still have some left?"

"55 million. After taxes and the 52 million returned to Wang Yan, there's still over 2 million left. My dad said he wanted to give it to Wang Yan, after all, he suffered such a big loss, but..."

"Of course he wouldn't want it. Didn't I calculate the account for you? He already lost over 10 million, so where would he care about this 2 million? After all, to him, 10 million and 8 million aren't much different. Helping is helping thoroughly; since he decided to help, how could he want that 2 million?" Zhu Suosuo waved her hand: "Why didn't you reply to my messages? Why are you back so late?"

"Don't mention it. Fan Jingang and Wang Yan negotiated the price; it didn't take ten minutes from start to finish, very straightforward. But my dad was prepared to keep Wang Yan for dinner in the morning. You know, my dad is determined to set us two up. Now that Wang Yan has helped our family so much, he wants to even more. So my mom took Grandma out for a walk, my dad and the nanny were cooking in the kitchen, and I was the only one left in the living room keeping Wang Yan company.

You weren't awake then, right? Later, when it was time to eat, my dad finally put his heart down and pulled Wang Yan to drink. They drank until past three o'clock. I was embarrassed to leave, so I stayed there to keep them company. Fortunately, Wang Yan has a good tolerance for alcohol and was still sober, so he took a taxi and sent me back."

Jiang Nansun, of course, wouldn't tell anyone about the small ambiguities she and Wang Yan had today. After all, she had said before that she had just broken up with Zhang Anren, and if she said she was with Wang Yan in the blink of an eye, it would be a bit "watery and fickle" and "hating the poor and loving the rich." In addition, she had introduced Wang Yan to Zhu Suosuo before, and now she was with Wang Yan, which would make her look shameless. Even if they were good sisters, she didn't want to say it; it was too awkward.

"I knew it, Uncle definitely wouldn't miss the opportunity to let Wang Yan be his son-in-law." Zhu Suosuo asked with a chuckle: "How was the chat this time? Any progress?"

That was too much, and it was very substantial... Jiang Nansun was afraid of blushing, so she turned to tidy up her small bag: "What progress could there be? I just broke up with Zhang Anren, where would I have the heart..."

Everyone is an actor; without a camera in life, the acting skills are actually quite good. Zhu Suosuo didn't see anything, and she even persuaded: "What's there to think about with someone like Zhang Anren? Is he worthy? You should open your arms, open your heart, and welcome the next beautiful relationship."

"Forget it, I feel like it's quite good now." Jiang Nansun shook her head and very naturally changed the subject: "You haven't been out all day?"

"Woke up at noon and stayed like this until now."

"Didn't Xie Hongzu just confess to you? Didn't he contact you?"

"How could he not contact me? I was sleeping in the morning, the phone was on silent, and he almost blew up my phone."

Jiang Nansun asked suspiciously: "Then why didn't you go out with him?"

"I'm too tired these days, really too lazy to move. Besides, I just rejected him yesterday, and today I go out with him like nothing happened; what would I become?"

Jiang Nansun had always known that in terms of men, her good sister had always been very skilled. She didn't say much and sighed long: "My dad cried and laughed again today..."

The sisters turned to talk about the psychological journey of the changes during this period, sighing and longing for a beautiful future...

In the big one-bedroom apartment of over 60 square meters, because she was at home, the woman with the big wavy hair, wearing only cool pajamas, leaned into Wang Yan's arms and took a deep breath, humming: "There's the smell of another woman, not Zhu Suosuo's..."

"Your nose is quite sharp." Wang Yan closed his eyes and lay on the sofa to rest.

"Who is it? Isn't it the one from the Jiang family who is good sisters with Zhu Suosuo, what's her name..."

"Jiang Nansun."

"Is it really her?" The woman with the big wavy hair asked curiously: "What does she look like? Let me see?"

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, but didn't refuse. He casually took the phone from the side, scrolled to find Jiang Nansun's WeChat, opened her Moments, and handed it to her.

"You really have an eye for beauty; she's quite pretty." The woman with the big wavy hair scrolled through the photos in Moments, then returned to the chat interface and scrolled casually for a while: "Whoa, chatting so much? Premeditated, plotting for a long time?"

"It's letting nature take its course; after all, I never force it. Aren't those chats all professional knowledge about architecture? Nothing useless was chatted about."

"You also understand architecture?"

"I understand a lot, it's just that you haven't discovered it yet."

The woman with the big wavy hair bit her lip and blinked at Wang Yan: "What else haven't I discovered?"

Wang Yan liked this "wavy" energy of hers. His palm was playing with her big treasure, and just as he was about to speak, she said "oh": "I looked at your chat history, this Jiang Nansun is living with Zhu Suosuo. Aren't you afraid of being exposed? Are you plotting something bad?"

"Didn't I tell you, let nature take its course. Whether it's being exposed or the bad ideas you mentioned, it's all like this. And as far as I know, Zhu Suosuo didn't tell Jiang Nansun about our affairs before. And Jiang Nansun is a young lady; I went on a blind date with her before, and her dad tried to set us up many times but failed. Now that there's a sign, I estimate she won't tell Zhu Suosuo, her good sister; she's thin-skinned and afraid of embarrassment."

Wang Yan had a smile on his face, the smile was, of course, about the bad ideas the woman with the big wavy hair mentioned; this seemed to be a permutation and combination. There were bad ideas in *Brotherhood of Blades*, and there were bad ideas in *Fleet of Time*. Two people from two worlds, with completely different styles, became good sisters in the third world...

As for whether it would be exposed, he really wasn't worried. Although he said "let nature take its course," the result of letting nature take its course was that it definitely wouldn't be. Because this topic was doomed before Zhu Suosuo revealed it to Jiang Nansun. Only Jiang Nansun could open her mouth to share today's events with Zhu Suosuo. In this situation, Zhu Suosuo couldn't admit that she was with him for money. What's more, there was kissing and touching; Jiang Nansun couldn't say it either, so there was nothing to worry about.

The woman with the big wavy hair found that since she was with Wang Yan, her bottom line had become lower and lower, and she had become more and more shameless. She repented for herself and continued to look at the phone, suddenly saying "oh" again: "A message came for you, asking if you're home."

Taking the phone and looking at it, Wang Yan threw the phone aside casually, ignored it, and turned to ask: "How is Yang Ke doing?"

The phone was taken away, and she didn't care. After all, Wang Yan could show her the chat history of chatting with another woman, which meant that her position was higher than that woman's, and he was more at ease with her. Although this would make her look shameless, it also showed Wang Yan's favor, and she didn't care much about whether she had a face or not; after all, it was all private, and no one knew. If you had to say, it was just Yang Ke.

Speaking of Yang Ke, she replied: "Yang Ke called me at noon today, saying that he had already contacted Dadi Hengxin before, but it was shelved because Ye Ye Jin Yan promoted and raised his salary. He contacted them again today, roughly set the plan, and asked if I was willing to go with him. I, of course, said I was willing, and then he hung up. In the afternoon, Zhou Qing called me and said Yang Ke invited her to dinner to ask about my meaning. I estimate that Yang Ke will see these key members one by one in the next two days, and then leave directly, catching Ye Ye Jin Yan off guard."

"That's for sure. Yang Ke has always advocated the wolf culture. This time he was played by Ye Ye Jin Yan again; let alone him, anyone would hold a grudge. I have to prepare funds; when the time comes, I'll get involved a little bit and try to earn a few big houses... How about sending you one?"

The woman with the big wavy hair twisted her body uncomfortably, raised her head, and groaned: "Don't, I don't dare to want it. If you really calculate the money, I'm not worth that price; I still have this self-knowledge. I'm not lying, I really can't afford it."

"Whether you can afford it or not, we'll talk about it later." Wang Yan hugged her and got up: "Early to bed and early to rise, exercise your body, let's exercise and sweat, and I'll sober up too."

"Annoying, you only know that little thing all day."

"Then do you like it?"

"Annoying..."

Soon, Sunday passed, and Monday arrived. Wang Yan, of course, went out in person, chatting with Jiang Pengfei by the way.

This was Ye Ye Jin Yan's private house purchase. Of course, the rules of restriction were there, so he used the name of another company under Ye Ye Jin Yan's name, and Fan Jingang went out in person.

The face of a listed real estate company with a high market value was, of course, very sufficient. What's more, Fan Jingang, a secretary who absolutely represented Ye Ye Jin Yan, came in person, so the efficiency was naturally very fast. They didn't even need to run around; they just drank tea in a leader's office. Jiang Pengfei and the old lady surnamed Li signed a few names, and not long after, the new property certificate was in Fan Jingang's hands. The payment would be credited to Wang Yan's card in the afternoon.

Of course, it was impossible to change the owner without a contract. Although they were all decent people, the necessary guarantees were there.

At the entrance of the Real Estate Trading Center, it was really as Fan Jingang said; it didn't even take an hour to finish everything.

Fan Jingang looked at Wang Yan with a chuckle: "Mr. Wang, don't worry, the money will be credited to your account around two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Of course I'm not worried."

"Then shall we have a happy cooperation?"

Wang Yan shook hands with Fan Jingang and nodded: "Happy cooperation."

"Mr. Jiang." After shaking hands with Jiang Pengfei again, Fan Jingang said: "I have other things to do, so I'll leave first, goodbye."

Watching Fan Jingang get into the car, Jiang Pengfei sighed: "It's finally completely over, and my heart is finally put down."

"Uncle Jiang, we drank together two days ago, and you said the same thing."

"It's different, it's different. At that time, I believed that a big figure like Ye Ye Jin Yan wouldn't lie, but now the house has completely become someone else's; it's different."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Uncle Jiang, do you have anything to do today? If not, let's go fishing? I've brought the equipment, and it's right here. I've also found the place; let's fish in the river first, I'll see what your level is, and in a few days, we'll rent a yacht and go out to sea for two days."

Jiang Pengfei shook his head regretfully: "Not recently, my sister-in-law is coming back today, I have to entertain her. To tell you the truth, I was so spendthrift before, and my sister-in-law has always looked at me with displeasure, wanting to incite Dai Yin to divorce me. Now that I've squandered the family fortune, I estimate that she is still here to persuade Dai Yin to divorce this time. So I have to appease Dai Yin these few days. You say we are both so old, if we really divorce at this time, wouldn't that be a joke? You tell me, what is this all about..."

Wang Yan also shook his head: "Uncle Jiang, I really can't help you with this; you handle it yourself."

"Hey, let's see. My sister-in-law said she wanted to thank you; she might invite you to dinner these few days. I'll tell you first, in case you don't have time."

"Alright, let's make an appointment then." Wang Yan didn't refuse: "Alright, Uncle Jiang, let's not bask in the sun here. As soon as the money arrives, I'll transfer it to you immediately. Do you need me to send you?"

"No, look at so many taxis, I'll just take one, leaving now."

Jiang Pengfei turned and walked away, and his back revealed a sense of relief... ===== CHAPTER 513 =====