Chapter 523: Reflection

Fan Jingang had already greeted them, so just like when selling the house before, buying it back was also very fast.

Although it was already done, Jiang Nansun, holding the new big red book, still couldn't react. When Wang Yan asked her to sign before, she was already stunned. Of course, there was definitely a refusal that should have been there. After all, it was more than 60 million; no matter how much she didn't care about money, she trembled. It was only after Wang Yan persuaded her a few words, plus Zhu Suosuo's urging on the side, that she signed. After that, she was a heartless signing machine, and she hadn't been able to wake up until she left the trading center.

Zhu Suosuo didn't need to be mentioned; she already wanted to die...

"Alright, come back to your senses." Wang Yan patted Jiang Nansun with a smile, looking at her emotional appearance. "It's also because I don't want to make things difficult for you; Uncle Jiang, Auntie Dai, and Grandma Jiang have been urging and urging, and I know there's still a part of the reason they're afraid of some changes between us. Now that I've given you your family's old house, I think they can also be at ease, and our ears can be clean. Actually, we don't lack that piece of proof between us; I think it's quite good now, and life has a goal."

Jiang Nansun's eyebrows contained spring, and she excitedly hugged Wang Yan's neck. "Thank you, Brother Yan." After speaking, she bit onto Wang Yan's mouth. She didn't care about the people coming in and out watching the show, and of course, she didn't care about Zhu Suosuo, who wanted to die on the side.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, seeing more and more people paying attention to the three of them, some taking pictures, some recording videos, and even more pointing and gesturing, Zhu Suosuo had to interrupt the two. "That's about enough, go home if you want to be intimate; so many people are watching, and you'll be on the internet in a while."

Jiang Nansun let go of Wang Yan panting, her pretty face flushed; that was the performance of love reaching its depth. She grabbed Wang Yan's hand and looked at Zhu Suosuo on the side. "Suosuo, why don't you take a day off today and accompany me."

Knowing that Jiang Nansun wanted to exhaust all her strength to have a big fight, Zhu Suosuo sighed and nodded. "Let's go, go home."

Although Jiang Nansun was excited and stimulated and wanted to thank Wang Yan, she had thousands of envy, jealousy, and hatred in her heart, and she shouldn't have gone. But she also needed such a hearty battle to vent the depression in her heart. If this fire wasn't vented, she felt that even if she wouldn't jump into the river, she might get depressed. The contrast was too strong, deadly strong; she couldn't accept it, she would go crazy, really go crazy.

Wang Yan didn't mean to stimulate Zhu Suosuo, it was just that she was destined not to escape. After all, outsiders didn't know Zhu Suosuo's relationship with him, and even less about the relationship of the three of them, including Jiang Nansun.

As Ye Jingyan's assistant, Zhu Suosuo must have known about this private matter of the boss; even if she didn't know, Jiang Nansun wouldn't hide it later, after all, the relationship between the two was really good. It was also 60 million to buy joy, and it could also show her status in Wang Yan's heart, so she would definitely say it. So Zhu Suosuo being stimulated was something that couldn't be avoided no matter what.

Immediately, the two women got into Wang Yan's car and called the school and company separately to ask for half a day off. This was naturally no problem; Professor Dong had nothing to say, and Ye Jingyan had even less to say...

Tomson Riviera, after a fierce, enthusiastic, intense, and strong battle, the three who had been cleaned up lay on the big bed to recover their energy.

"Brother Yan, thank you."

Wang Yan stroked her face, which was still a bit hot. "You've said it many times; with our relationship, where is there a need to thank each other?"

"I just want to thank you."

"Didn't you already thank me just now? You weren't as uninhibited as you were just now before."

"That's right, Nansun, I've discovered you're a bit not yourself." Zhu Suosuo on the other side nodded and sighed. "Of course I can understand, after all, whoever encounters Brother Yan being so generous, no matter how wild it is, it's not too much."

Zhu Suosuo's tone didn't hide her thick envy, jealousy, and hatred. Jiang Nansun naturally heard it; she couldn't help but raise her head and look at Wang Yan with eager eyes, hoping Wang Yan could take care of Zhu Suosuo and not distinguish so harshly.

Wang Yan patted Zhu Suosuo's smooth back. "Giving you 200,000, just consider it comfort for you. What flowers you plant, what fruit you bear. Since you chose the wrong path from the beginning, don't complain. You know, what I give you is actually not little, and I don't treat you badly. If you feel uncomfortable, then you can leave; I have never stopped you."

"Brother Yan, no, I didn't mean that." Zhu Suosuo sat up in a panic, anxiously wanting to defend herself. "I'm happy for Nansun, really, I didn't..."

"Alright, don't say it." Wang Yan shook his head and hugged her back into his arms. "Since you chose not to leave, don't have so many words. A person's biggest trouble is being unsatisfied with what they have already obtained and thinking about what they can't get; this is looking for trouble for yourself. Suosuo, you are a smart person, don't make things difficult for yourself."

"Hmm, I know." Zhu Suosuo lay on Wang Yan's chest, tears gushing from the corners of her eyes, sliding down her cheeks, and hitting Wang Yan's skin, scalding hot.

"Why are you crying, as if I abused you." Wang Yan gently patted her back. "Like this, I'll give you 500,000, let you balance it out."

Actually, compared to Jiang Nansun, Wang Yan thought Zhu Suosuo was actually better; after all, she wasn't pretentious. But there was no way; not being pretentious was not being pretentious, but on one hand, it was Zhu Suosuo's choice at the beginning, treating him, Wang, as a sucker and a spare tire, and on the other hand, it was Zhu Suosuo's past that wasn't good. He did say he didn't care, but Jiang Nansun was indeed the first time, which was ultimately different. And Zhu Suosuo's endless little thoughts and heart that couldn't settle down weren't very good either.

Giving a little more money didn't matter; it was mainly that Zhu Suosuo's mental state was unstable. She was stimulated even more fiercely than the last time by the big wave; she always thought that if she hadn't been so purposeful at the beginning and hadn't treated Wang Yan as a spare tire, she could also get the same amount of money. Holding this idea, of course, no matter how she thought, it felt wrong; if she got depressed or something, it wouldn't be very good. After all, what he wanted was comfort, not to turn Zhu Suosuo into a resentful woman who affected his mood. Having a little bit was better than having nothing at all.

"Alright, Suosuo, don't cry." Jiang Nansun on the side also spoke to comfort her; she naturally knew Zhu Suosuo was unhappy, but she also had no way. Calling Zhu Suosuo together was because she wanted Wang Yan to be satisfied; she alone was indeed deadly, and there was also the intention of letting everyone toss and vent together to make Zhu Suosuo feel better.

She said, "Let's eat, it's so late, eat and have a good rest. Suosuo, what do you want to eat? I'll check the takeout."

Zhu Suosuo didn't want to cry; she was afraid of annoying Wang Yan, but Wang Yan's cold words before made her feel aggrieved. She liked Wang Yan quite a bit now; she did whatever he asked, and she even did such absurd things with Jiang Nansun, so why couldn't he treat her better? Of course, she knew Wang Yan had already treated her quite well, but why couldn't he treat her even better? What unforgivable mistake did she make?

Words have their reasons no matter how you say them; standing from different people's perspectives, subjective thoughts are also reasonable no matter how you think; this is helpless.

However, Zhu Suosuo also knew that it was about time; sadness could only be left to herself, and losing her temper with Wang Yan was useless. She wiped her tears and said, "It's just now, it's just right to send me back on the way, I won't bother you two."

Her tone, matched with her face still stained with tears and her pitiful appearance, really had a bit of "I see pity." However, Wang Yan had already enjoyed himself and had no thoughts now. He held Zhu Suosuo's face with both hands and wiped her tears. "Understanding. That's it, hurry up, put on your clothes and go."

The three of them got out of bed and put on their clothes decisively and neatly, leaving as they said. They simply had dinner at the restaurant in the clubhouse, and then Wang Yan drove the two women across the river, sending Zhu Suosuo back first.

Jiang Nansun watched Zhu Suosuo's figure disappear and sighed. "She's quite aggrieved."

Wang Yan gave a light smile. "If I also gave her 65 million, would you be happy?"

After a long silence, Jiang Nansun let out another long sigh. "Let's go, tell my parents and grandma that you bought back our family's old house and gave it to me; they will be so happy. Grandma doesn't have to nag about how it's not good to die in someone else's house, and Dad can also feel better."

She didn't answer Wang Yan's question, which meant she wasn't happy. Because if everyone was treated equally, it wouldn't show her specialness. So she was speaking up for Zhu Suosuo, which was just talk; if it really came to that, her pout would be much higher than Zhu Suosuo's. If Jiang Nansun were Zhu Suosuo, it wasn't certain what would happen.

It wasn't far, and after a while, they arrived at the place where the Jiang family lived. Jiang Nansun entered the smart door lock password to open the door, and Wang Yan followed behind her and walked in.

In the living room, the three were sitting on the sofa watching TV. Seeing Wang Yan and Jiang Nansun come in, Dai Qian asked strangely, "Why are you here so late? Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Pengfei had already stood up enthusiastically and waved. "Come in quickly, have you two eaten? If not, there's still some left in the evening, I'll cook a little more for you two?"

Wang Yan waved his hand, and before he could speak, Jiang Nansun had already pulled her own father back to the sofa. "Dad, we came after eating. Sit down, show you something."

Jiang Pengfei gave a cry, sat back on the sofa, and waved his hand helplessly. "What good thing? It can't be a marriage certificate, right? Look at how mysterious you are."

Seeing Wang Yan also sitting down, Jiang Nansun took something out of her bag. "This, it will definitely make you happier than our marriage certificate." While speaking, she took out the big red property deed and the keys to the house, placed them gently in front of Jiang Pengfei, and reached out to signal them to look.

"Property deed?" Jiang Pengfei looked at his smiling daughter suspiciously, then looked at Wang Yan, who was smiling on the side, reached out to pick it up, opened it, and took a look. At this look, his eyeballs almost popped out. "Our family's old house? Written in Nansun's name."

Hearing this, Dai Qian also leaned over to look, and the old lady sitting on the other side also stood up and walked over. The three confirmed it; the address and everyone were correct, and they collectively ignored Jiang Nansun and looked at Wang Yan.

Jiang Pengfei asked, "Wang Yan, did you buy this back from Ye Jingyan again?"

"Yes, Uncle Jiang." Wang Yan nodded with a smile. "Now you can rest assured, right?"

"Rest assured, rest assured, too assured." Jiang Pengfei looked at the property deed in his hand and suddenly reacted. He waved his hand. "Wang Yan, don't misunderstand, I didn't mean that. I always urge you to get married, wanting you to settle down quickly and have children early. This way, while we aren't too old, we can still help you share some. And the older you are, the more dangerous it is to have children; you know this better than I do..."

Watching the old kid pulling and pulling to find reasons, Wang Yan nodded in approval and smiled. "Yes, Uncle Jiang, I know, you, Auntie, and Grandma are all for Nansun and my own good, and I can understand. It's just that Nansun is indeed at the time of making progress, and even if she has children in her thirties, with the current medical conditions, there is no big problem, so I respect Nansun's ideas very much. And you also know that Nansun lives with me most of the time now, and the current relationship is actually no different from being married.

I know your feelings for this house, and I also want you to understand my intentions, so I bought this house back from Ye Jingyan, just consider it the dowry I gave you. Uncle Jiang, I won't say more, and we shouldn't say those empty things between us. Tomorrow you go back to the old house to see; the place where Aunt Li lived upstairs before was a bit damaged, and it is said that the house has been maintained inside and out. You see if there is anything else you are dissatisfied with and want to change; it's just right to finish it this time, and then pack up and move back later. Uncle Jiang, this time you can't move out of that old house again."

Jiang Pengfei's eyes were red. He looked at the property deed shaking in the old lady's hand and nodded. "Definitely not, once is enough. I'm living quite well now, and those thoughts have long been cut off."

"You have a heart, Wang Yan." Dai Qian patted Jiang Pengfei on the side; she was also happy. Of course, what she was happy about wasn't just that the house was back, but that it was back in Jiang Nansun's name.

Jiang Nansun teased, "This time you aren't in a hurry to urge us to get married and have children, right?"

"Not urging, not urging, you can do whatever you want." Jiang Pengfei shook his head repeatedly, took out a tissue to wipe his eyes, cleared his nose, and asked, "Wang Yan, this house must be much more expensive to buy back than when it was sold, right?"

Jiang Nansun said on the side, "Counting all the expenses, it cost more than 65 million; in just a few months, it cost 10 million more..."

"You still have the face to say? Who is to blame for this?" Jiang Pengfei glared at his own daughter. "I introduced you to Wang Yan for a blind date early on; what did you say at that time? You went to anger me with that Zhang Anren. Now you feel that the money spent is too much?"

"If there weren't so many things, Brother Yan and I might not have been together." Jiang Nansun didn't care, sat on Wang Yan's lap, kissed his face, and then hugged Wang Yan's neck and looked at her father triumphantly.

"Oh, alright, alright, get down quickly, can't bear to look." Dai Qian waved her hand and looked at her daughter who wasn't reserved with blame.

Holding Jiang Nansun down from his lap, Wang Yan explained with a smile. "Actually, 65 million is not much; Ye Jingyan spent hundreds of thousands to repair and maintain it, and he only asked for 5 million more, which basically means he didn't make money, which is equivalent to him lending me the 50 million before, and now he took it back with interest. The extra 5 million is all tax money; this time it can be considered as accepting Ye Jingyan's favor."

When he received the Jiang family's old house and gave it to Jiang Nansun now, it was the same as now, the house was sold to Ye Jingyan, and he bought it back from Ye Jingyan at a high price and gave it to Jiang Nansun; although the results were the same, they were two different things. There was no doubt that the money spent in the latter was more worth it.

"Your big move is your big move, but the 10 million spent is also a waste." Jiang Pengfei still looked at his own daughter with displeasure. "Wang Yan, the most correct thing I've done in my life is meeting you, really, otherwise I don't know what would happen to our family."

"Alright, Uncle Jiang, don't say those things anymore." Wang Yan shook his head and turned to say, "I see you are all very excited now, and I guess you won't be able to sleep early. Why don't I drive, and let's go back to the old house to see?"

As soon as the voice fell, the old lady, who was lost in thought at the property deed, followed up. "Go see, go now."

Jiang Pengfei was stunned for a moment, then smiled at Wang Yan. "Then let's go, sorry to trouble you, Wang Yan."

"Here you go again, Uncle Jiang, we are all one family, don't be so polite. Let's go, you pack up, Nansun and I will wait downstairs first." While speaking, Wang Yan and Jiang Nansun went downstairs together.

Standing by the car, blowing the cool evening breeze of Shanghai in October, Jiang Nansun brushed her hair scattered by the wind and looked at Wang Yan, who was squatting on the curb smoking and playing with his phone. "Brother Yan?"

"Hmm."

"Why don't... let's get married?"

Wang Yan smiled, crushed the cigarette butt on the ground, pinched it with his thumb and middle finger, didn't see how much force he used, just bent his arm and retracted his elbow, then flicked it lightly, and flicked the cigarette butt accurately into the trash can opposite.

He stood up and said, "I bought your family's old house and gave it to you, not to make you marry me and have children, but to let you stick to your ideas and do what you want to do. You tell me to get married now, but it's just because you see me spending money to give it to you for nothing and feel embarrassed; in fact, you don't want to get married and have children yourself. In the afternoon, I said that our relationship is no different from marriage, and we don't urgently need a marriage certificate to prove it. It's quite good now, no need to force yourself."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Nansun leaned into Wang Yan's arms. "Thank you, Brother Yan."

She was just stunned by the 60 million; she naturally knew that no matter how rich she was, she wouldn't spend it like this, because there was no way to guarantee whether she would go back on her word. The rich people she had come into contact with before, she hadn't heard of anyone as straightforward as Wang Yan, without agreements, without contracts, directly writing her name alone on the property deed. Such a trust, such an intention, really made her feel immersed in boundless happiness, unable to breathe, unable to extricate herself.

Under the trust and intention represented by this money, even the fact that she had been bitter for a long time because she had to be with Zhu Suosuo, and the fact that there was a big wave outside, could be seen through well. Just feeling that the good person was like this, just committed the color commandment that men would commit, and was so sincere to her, it seemed there was nothing that couldn't be forgiven...

She didn't love money; what she loved was the importance Wang Yan placed on her represented by money. Conversely, the importance Wang Yan placed on her was measured by money, so she also loved money...

Wang Yan hugged her and stood by the side of the road, chatting meaninglessly, until the Jiang family came down, and the group set off for the Jiang family's old house...

Having been stimulated again, Zhu Suosuo's work state wasn't very good; she was always dazed at the hundreds of thousands of numbers on her mobile banking. The money Wang Yan gave her was spent a lot at the beginning, but later she didn't spend much.

Because later she was with Jiang Nansun, and when they went shopping, they were mostly together; Wang Yan wouldn't not buy things for her, that would be embarrassing. Plus, it was the time when the Jingyan Group was in trouble and striving to recreate brilliance, and daily work was also busy, so she didn't buy any more.

Although the rent was more than 10,000, it was also small money; after all, she had a salary, and her salary rose after becoming Ye Jingyan's assistant. As for eating and drinking, she ate with Ye Jingyan and Fan Jingang when working, or accompanied Ye Jingyan to attend some activities, and ate there. When she was with Wang Yan, it was always Wang Yan who spent money, eating and drinking well. And the Jingyan Group's benefits were quite good, and the benefits of her assistant to the big boss were naturally even better; all kinds of supplements and subsidies were there, so she basically didn't spend much money.

The rest, wanting to buy a house, didn't have that much money. Buying some other things, she wasn't interested now.

This led to the largest wealth in her bank card since she had her own bank card, and it was getting more and more. Looking at the numbers on the card, she actually felt a bit meaningless.

Yes, it was meaningless.

She had money; although it wasn't as much as the big wave and Jiang Nansun, theirs were fixed assets and couldn't be spent as money, and her hundreds of thousands were not little.

She had hundreds of thousands, but she didn't spend much. It wasn't like the Ma incident before, when she got money back and spent it lavishly, going to beauty salons and shopping with Jiang Nansun, not thinking about anything else, just spending. It wasn't like when she first got together with Wang Yan, seeing everything fresh, wanting to buy everything she saw, and feeling that money wasn't enough for everything. Now, she actually had no feeling for spending money; she didn't know what she was tossing about.

She was thinking, thinking about a very ultimate question for her.

Why did she want money, how much money did she want, and what was she going to do with money.

Wanting to have money was the simple wish of the vast majority of people, plus her experience and background, naturally she wanted to have money. How much money to have, naturally the more the better. What to do with money, of course, was to live in a mansion, drive a luxury car, buy endless luxury goods, eat mountain and sea delicacies every meal, and so on and so on.

But in fact, she wasn't bad now. Hundreds of thousands in her bank card, eating, wearing, and using were all not bad, and she didn't spend much money; she wasn't interested in luxury goods now, and she didn't eat mountain and sea delicacies every meal, but she didn't eat little either; she had been to various high-end places with Ye Jingyan, and she had seen quite a few rich people.

This life was already what she couldn't imagine before. Before, she had no money and no knowledge, and her imagination was very empty. Now she had some small money, but she had seen the big money Wang Yan spent, and Ye Jingyan had taken her to gain knowledge, so her imagination became concrete.

Once the imagination became concrete, she didn't know what she should want, because she had seen it all and knew what was impossible. And even if it came to money, she had been with Wang Yan for half a year, and until now, not counting the extra things bought, she had already obtained a million in cash from Wang Yan. She wanted to have millions in wealth; it seemed it was only a matter of ten years.

Of course, she couldn't be sure whether Wang Yan would like her body for ten years. But according to her understanding, if she had been with Wang Yan, there was a not-small probability that she could.

Compared to before, when she couldn't see a million in her life, this was already a world of difference.

So now she was very confused, very lost; she didn't understand what she was pursuing. Marrying a rich person, looking at the rich person's face, and being a rich wife at home, was this really what she wanted?

She was very sure before, but now she wasn't sure.

Because Wang Yan spent 30 million on the big wave, didn't want any guarantee, and still said she could leave if she wanted. He spent 65 million to buy back the Jiang family's house and gave it to Jiang Nansun, writing Jiang Nansun's name. He also didn't want any guarantee; although he didn't say anything about leaving if she wanted, just looking at that appearance, he wasn't afraid either.

This made her a bit suspicious; even if she married a rich person, would that rich person spend so much money on her? She thought it was highly likely impossible. Then the question came, she could sleep out millions in wealth from Wang Yan in ten or eight years, and during this period, she might also make some achievements in the Jingyan Group, so what else was she tossing about?

Ye Jingyan, an old man. Without Wang Yan's youth, that performance was even worse. Although there was a kind of personality charm, it was far worse than Wang Yan.

Xie Hongzu, a mother-boy who was like a cousin without blood relationship, the only difference was that he had money, and that kind of dangling attitude cultivated because of money. In her view, he wasn't even worthy of carrying Wang Yan's shoes.

Zhu Suosuo finally began to reflect...

Just like that, in a blink of an eye, a month passed.

The weather had turned cool, but the old house rented had floor heating installed; although the electricity bill was higher, Zhu Suosuo obviously didn't care about that little money.

Today was a day off, Zhu Suosuo slept comfortably until the sun was high, wearing a vest and shorts, dragging cotton slippers, yawning, stretching, and walking out of the bedroom.

Seeing Jiang Nansun turning pages on the lounge chair on the balcony, she asked, "Weren't you at Wang Yan's place yesterday? Why did you come back?"

Jiang Nansun curled her lips. "Went to find that big wave, don't know what's so good about her; the two of us together aren't enough for her."

"I guessed it." Zhu Suosuo shook her head, took her phone, lay on the sofa, and rummaged. "I'm ordering takeout, what do you want to eat?"

"No need, I already ordered before, in another half an hour."

"Okay, then I'll go wash up first."

Zhu Suosuo was about to get up when the phone in her hand rang. She took a look at the caller ID, Xie Hongzu... ===== CHAPTER 524 =====