Chapter 520: The Sweetness That Relieves Bitterness

The scorching sun holds an umbrella, the red emperor rides a dragon.

Today is another clear, sunny day. Although it is morning, the heat wave has already steamed up, and people outside are sweating after a short period of activity.

Under the scorching sun, walking aimlessly on the sightseeing path along the Huangpu River, Zhu Suosuo, dressed coolly, is inevitably sweating profusely. She is naturally very hot, but she doesn't notice it because she is immersed in boundless regret, unmoved by the external heat.

She is suffering a huge blow. By now, she naturally knows she was wrong.

What the Big Da Da Bo Lang has now is exactly what she wanted. And she thinks this opportunity was once in her hands, and it was she herself who didn't grasp it. Just like what the Big Da Da Bo Lang told her, if her purpose was purer at the beginning, not so straightforwardly for money, then what she got wouldn't dare to be said to be more than the Big Da Da Bo Lang, but at least much more than what she got now.

She knows herself that running toward Wang Yan was for money. How excellent, how charming, how deep his wisdom is, how much he fascinates her—these are all lies. Those are bonus points after sleeping, not necessities. She even wished Wang Yan didn't have so many qualities and was just a rich idiot. That way, it wouldn't have made her a clown like this. Maybe her dream would have been achieved.

She has always known that being with Wang Yan is a transaction. She also knows that Wang Yan actually gave quite a lot. Why does she feel it's little? Because compared to Wang Yan's wealth, it is a negligible number. And she herself sold three houses, getting a similar number of money. Plus her consumption concept has always been, the positioning of money is not accurate.

Actually, in such a situation, even if Wang Yan really gave her thirty million, the same as the Big Da Da Bo Lang, she wouldn't feel there was anything wrong. The awakening now, to put it bluntly, is not her re-recognition of herself, but just because she could have gotten those riches if she had done so.

Thirty million was within her reach, but she missed it. The most painful thing in the world is being 'almost,' is 'could have.' This gave her an illusion, an illusion that she could have obtained it.

But in reality, even if she had ten thousand chances, the result would be the same ten thousand times. No one can start over; even Wang Yan, a player who uses cheats, cannot take back words once spoken, and things done wrong cannot be started over. There is no such thing as time travel, let alone Zhu Suosuo.

Just wandering alone by the Huangpu River for a long time, until a phone ringtone sounded, let her come back to her senses.

She looked at the rushing Huangpu River in a daze, raised her hand to wipe the sweat-soaked forehead, looked up at the sky, and looked at the halo of the sun. She let out a long breath and turned to walk toward the shade.

Taking out her phone from her small bag, she glanced at it. It was Xie Hongzu. It turned out that without knowing it, it was already noon, time to eat.

She looked dazed, cleared her throat, and answered the phone: "Hey?"

"Hmm, sorry, I'm a bit uncomfortable, President Ye gave me a day off to rest well. Oh my, I'm really fine, just too busy before, and now I'm a bit unaccustomed to being idle, didn't rest well. Come to my house to deliver food? No need, I'm out for a walk, I'll go back after lunch. Okay, hanging up."

After talking for a long time, Xie Hongzu pestered her, so she had to agree helplessly: "Alright, then I'll call Nansun and ask, see if she has eaten lunch, but first say, you leave after delivering the food. Okay, hanging up."

After hanging up, she called Jiang Nansun again, asked if she had gotten up, if she had eaten, and after talking about Xie Hongzu, she wandered for a while, calmed her mood, and only then took a taxi back.

Just as she arrived downstairs, she saw Xie Hongzu's car parked there. Taking out her phone, opening the camera, using the front camera to face herself, she simply tidied her hair, and only then let out a long breath and went upstairs.

The door was open, and the cold air from the room poured out. As soon as she reached the stairs, she felt the coolness. The voices of two men came from inside the room. She entered the room strangely and saw Xie Hongzu and a fat man sitting on the sofa talking, while Jiang Nansun, who was bare-faced, was leaning against the wall playing with her phone, responding occasionally.

Seeing her enter the room, Xie Hongzu hurriedly pulled the fat man to stand up and reached her in a few steps: "Suosuo, you're back, let me see, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No need, just didn't rest well, I'll be fine after sleeping after eating." Zhu Suosuo turned to look at the pile of food from a big hotel on the table: "The food is so rich, it really cost you, thank you, Xie Hongzu."

"No, no, Suosuo, this is what I should do, why are you being polite with me?" Xie Hongzu pulled the fat man beside him: "Suosuo, let me introduce you, this is my friend, Xiao He, you call him Little He, I've always called him that."

"Hello, Suosuo, I'm Little He."

"Hello, hello." Zhu Suosuo shook hands with Little He, then looked at Xie Hongzu: "The food is delivered, the person is met, shouldn't you be leaving?"

Xie Hongzu didn't care at all. He nodded and said: "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll send it over."

"No need, thanks. You bought so much for lunch, Nansun and I definitely can't finish it, heating it up tonight is fine, can't waste food."

"Alright then, Little He and I will go first. If there's anything, you must call me, I will definitely appear the first time."

"Got it, hurry up and go."

Sending away the reluctant Xie Hongzu and Little He, Zhu Suosuo closed the door and let out a long breath; she really didn't have the energy to deal with it.

Jiang Nansun's face, which had some smiles just now, also drooped: "What are your plans?"

"Eat, talk while eating."

The two went to the dining table, set up the food, and simply washed their hands to start eating.

Zhu Suosuo said while eating: "Nansun, don't blame me. You know, I'm obsessed with money, and since I can't earn it myself, I want to marry a rich man and be a rich wife. Wang Yan has money and is young, so of course he is a good target. Actually, when you introduced us, we kept in touch after meeting and eating. Later..."

They had already slept together, they were truly good sisters, and having been stimulated before, she didn't hide it, nor did she hide her thoughts, telling the whole story in detail.

"So you understand? He gives me money, I let him sleep. The relationship between us is just a very simple transaction, not mixed with anything else. To put it bluntly, I was too naive, and my little thoughts were seen clearly by him. The reason I didn't tell you before was because I was embarrassed. Although I'm quite shameless, how can I tell you this kind of thing? Say I'm kept by him? It's easy to say but hard to hear..."

Zhu Suosuo said this with a smile, but her smile was full of bitterness, and even a bit of aggrieved red eyes. Thirty million, thirty million...

Jiang Nansun sighed and shook her head: "Why bother?"

"Didn't I say it, for money. You don't know me, since I was a child..."

Listening to Zhu Suosuo muttering about her past experiences, Jiang Nansun couldn't help but shed tears; she felt sorry for her good sister.

She was naturally very painful, sad, and helpless, but there was no way. She certainly didn't want to be as absurd as yesterday, just because Wang Yan was a bit forceful, and she didn't have the determination to resist, which fulfilled Wang Yan.

She knew the established fact that had already happened, and making a scene was meaningless. Plus, she was really exhausted from yesterday's tossing, so it just passed.

But today she definitely had to clarify things with Zhu Suosuo, so she could decide what to do in the future. After all, Wang Yan was there yesterday, and many things were hard to say.

It was just that after Zhu Suosuo said it, she didn't know how to handle it.

The two wiped their tears against each other, eating their meal with one bite and another. After a long while, Jiang Nansun asked: "Then what do you plan to do?"

"What else can I do? Naturally, do nothing, just keep it like this, I think it's quite good." Zhu Suosuo wiped her tears: "Nansun, I'm telling you the truth, at first I was indeed for money, but as the time together got longer, I didn't want to leave him anymore, he is indeed very charming."

"What if he has no money?"

"I don't know, I'll probably still leave. But if I get rich in the future, or end up with a rich person, maybe I'll keep him as a kept man, just to call it revenge." Zhu Suosuo was silent for a long time, then smiled and said: "He was your first man, you probably don't know how strong he is, you have no concept of it, he's really amazing. Just think about last night, the two of us were tossing and turning together until so late, and yet you slept until noon today, while I'm still energetic even now. As for him, he's perfectly fine, still bouncing around. Was it harder when you were by yourself before? You were uncomfortable, and he wasn't comfortable either."

"Go away." Jiang Nansun rolled her eyes; she didn't have as much experience as Zhu Suosuo, was still a bit embarrassed, and couldn't help but blush.

Seeing Jiang Nansun like this, Zhu Suosuo knew she had accepted the status quo, so she continued to persuade: "He is actually very good to you, just the fact that he admits you are his girlfriend is already very rare. Really, Nansun, yesterday we were like that, you were indeed aggrieved, but he will definitely compensate you later, to comfort your heart. Do you know how much I envy you? If I hadn't loved to play when I was in school, mixing with those little hooligans, and was as clean and simple as you, maybe I would have really become Mrs. Wang."

"What Mrs. Wang? If I want to be, I'll be Jiang Nansun. I'm not like you, obsessed with money and can't get out."

"Yes, yes, you are noble, you will know later." Zhu Suosuo couldn't be bothered to argue with Jiang Nansun. She had lived in luxury since she was a child and didn't know the suffering of the people. Probably the bitterest person Jiang Nansun had seen was like her, and like Zhang Anren. Because she understood Jiang Nansun, Jiang Nansun wouldn't look at people who had no intersection, she was arrogant. Even if the family was bankrupt, the whole family could have a dividend of one million a year. Now that she found a man, it was also Wang Yan, who had a net worth of several hundred million. Such a player, how could she know how important money is.

Jiang Nansun naturally knew that Zhu Suosuo didn't want to talk more about money with her, because in the past, the two had quarreled about this issue, and later they didn't talk much about it. She didn't care either; after all, they had their own pursuits, although now Zhu Suosuo's pursuit was her official boyfriend...

She took a deep breath and asked: "What are your plans for Xie Hongzu?"

"Wait and see..."

"Then Wang Yan..."

Zhu Suosuo shook her head: "Didn't I tell you, we are just a transaction, he doesn't care at all. He told me before that I can leave whenever I want."

Although she knew it was wrong, Jiang Nansun still felt sorry for her good sister, always feeling that she calculated and calculated, and in the end, she was still very miserable. She nodded: "Is it because of what you said before, that Xie Hongzu is managed too strictly by his mother and has no autonomy?"

"That's it, he can't make his own decisions, and the property isn't his. As long as his mother cuts off his money, isn't it whatever she says? I have no sense of security..."

"But I think he seems to really like you."

"Liking can't be eaten as a meal. Didn't you say that love is enough? That time when Uncle was speculating in stocks and lost money, what did Zhang Anren help with? He only knew how to say nice things, but he couldn't help at all when it was really useful, and it was Wang Yan who used money to settle it.

Jiang Nansun opened her eyes wide and shook her head repeatedly, saying: "Alright, stop talking. Do whatever you want, I don't want to listen anymore, it's too dark."

Now their relationship was naturally more intimate than in the original drama; after all, they had seen each other in the most wretched, slutty states, so neither had any reason to look down on the other. If they were truly tough, they wouldn't be sitting here wallowing in self-pity. They would have slapped Wang Yan across the face twice last night and kicked him out. It was precisely because of this that Zhu Suosuo really had no reservations when she spoke; it was all the honest truth.

Zhu Suosuo smiled and changed the subject: "Should I call him and have him come over?"

"I don't want to see him. Zhu Suosuo, you're just a cheapskate." Jiang Nansun curled her lip: "Let's eat, get some good rest after we're done."

The two of them ate in silence. Zhu Suosuo said a word, then took a shower and lay down on the bed in the bedroom. Jiang Nansun didn't sleep; she lay on the sofa in the living room.

They were both shedding tears...

How could it be so easy to accept?

Wang Yan didn't know how the two of them were doing, but he truly didn't go to disturb them that day, because they needed to think calmly about whether to leave or stay. After spending a pleasant day with the big-wavy-haired woman, when he went to the two women again on Saturday, although the atmosphere was a bit strange, under his guiding principle of working first and talking later, while not exactly harmonious, it was still not bad. In any case, he was comfortable.

Of course, the necessary actions still had to be taken. He took the two of them out to buy some things and transferred two hundred thousand to Zhu Suosuo, which counted as recognition for her efforts and a slight compensation for the heavy blow she had suffered, to soothe her heart.

Actually, Zhu Suosuo should have fallen seriously ill; after all, the collapse of her inner defenses and such extreme emotional fluctuations are very damaging to the body. It was because of the passionate exercise that she vented the pent-up feelings in her heart, and with her emotions released, she was spared the illness. Next

This comfort didn't last long, just two days. Although it was very enjoyable and Wang Yan's energy was very vigorous, it really didn't reach the point of such a huge addiction. Actually, it was just fresh for the first two days; once adapted, it was just a physiological need afterward. Even if she were a goddess, without the freshness, it would be a waste. Not to mention Wang Yan had too much energy...

Xie Hongzu certainly did disturb them, but Zhu Suosuo handled him...

On Monday, Zhu Suosuo got up early, radiant, to go to work, as if the previous blow no longer existed. As long as it had happened, there were traces; of course, it was impossible to truly act as if it hadn't happened, but the two hundred thousand given later did indeed have some effect.

Knowing that she could no longer take thirty million from Wang Yan, the two hundred thousand that represented some of Wang Yan's intentions seemed precious. Although compared to tens of millions, it was still not worth mentioning. But her expectations had already been greatly discounted, to the point of having no expectations. So, when holding such thoughts, everything was reversed, and two hundred thousand could also make her happy.

Wang Yan didn't move, still staying in this rented apartment, casually flipping through those books of Jiang Nansun's.

Jiang Nansun had been admitted to the doctoral program, but she hadn't received notice from Professor Dong to go to school to work yet, so she still comfortably slept until the sun was high before getting up to wash and eat.

While she was eating, the phone in her hand rang. She looked at the caller ID and held it to her ear to answer: "Hello? Auntie?"

"No, I've been a bit lazy lately, and it's so hot outside, so I've just been holed up here at Suosuo's reading books."

"Of course I have time. Who am I eating with? I'll know when I get there? Hmm... Wang Yan is here with me, I have some questions to ask him, and it just so happens he doesn't have anything to do, so he came over to sit for a bit. You know, Auntie, he's very capable in architecture. He heard everything just now, should I go with him?"

"Alright, then it's settled. Auntie, send me the address, bye-bye."

Jiang Nansun hung up the phone and looked at Wang Yan sitting on the sofa: "Brother Yan, you heard it all? Are you going?"

"Didn't you already make the decision for me?"

With a chuckle, Jiang Nansun said: "You really have to go this time. I have a hunch that Auntie is going to introduce a boyfriend to me, the one I told you about before, Wang Yongzheng."

Wang Yan cooperated and replied: "Didn't he go abroad?"

"Last time when we were hanging out over in Songjiang, Auntie told me... Just now when she called me, she was being all mysterious again, so I guess Wang Yongzheng is back. It's perfect, let me have you get reacquainted with my aunt first? It'll also kill Wang Yongzheng's hopes."

"Fine, then let's have a meal with your family tomorrow night and tell them the news."

Wang Yan's decisiveness made Jiang Nansun very happy. Being with Zhu Suosuo, the three of them being absurd—she was, of course, extremely unwilling, and of course, there was a thorn in her side. But Wang Yan's shortcoming was being lecherous; his many other merits balanced out the shortcoming very well. It just made one love and hate him, unable to part.

The way to face the sour and bitter was to eat something sweet to suppress it, to neutralize it. That damn gentleness, that fatal male charm, made Jiang Nansun swallow the bitterness herself, willingly accepting the sweetness...

After being lovey-dovey for a long time, Wang Yan drove Jiang Nansun, who was dressed casually in a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, still clean and fresh as always, to the agreed-upon restaurant. It was also a private Chinese kitchen, more high-end than the one she went to with Yang Ke last time.

Actually, when it comes to private kitchens, the level of most master chefs is about the same. Roughly, they are all LV4 and up, which is the bare minimum. Occasionally, a few signature dishes can reach the LV5 level. The remaining difference is still reflected in the environment. The reason this one is called high-end is that it is more elegant in environment and decor than the one they went to before.

Led by the service staff, Jiang Nansun, arm-in-arm with Wang Yan, arrived at a private room that was antique, dark-toned overall, and gave people a very private and safe feeling.

As they entered, the eyes of everyone who had already arrived in the room converged on them.

Jiang Nansun was right; Wang Yongzheng was indeed there.

At this moment, Wang Yongzheng, who was next to Dai Qian, frowned when he saw Jiang Nansun affectionately holding Wang Yan's arm. The look exchanged with Jiang Nansun was full of questions, along with a body movement of tilting his neck and raising his eyebrows, a Western habit.

Surprisingly, there was more than just Wang Yongzheng and Dai Qian in the room; there was also Zhu Suosuo, who was smiling and waving to greet them, as well as Ye Ye Jin Yan, who had salt-and-pepper hair, wore silver-rimmed glasses, and looked quite energetic...