Chapter 8: Enemies on a Narrow Road!

"No rush, I heard that the land in Jinghai North District is about to be developed?"

"Will all the Jinghai families be auctioning there then?"

Jiangnan's tone was flat, revealing nothing, but his gaze was extremely sharp.

When Song Yuning's gaze met hers, she didn't dare to look back.

"Yes, currently there are virtually no enterprises that can compete with my Nan Shen Group; young master Jiang, are you interested in that piece of land?"

Song Yuning immediately turned to Jiangnan and asked.

Upon hearing that, Jiangnan nodded and said, "I recall the auction is scheduled for 8 p. m. tonight, right?"

"Later, you'll be in charge of Nan Shen Group's attendance, and Murong Wan and I will go together; no matter the cost, we must acquire that land, understand?"

Jiangnan spoke in an extremely serious tone to Song Yuning.

Song Yuning quickly nodded and replied, "Yes, whatever Young Master Jiang orders, I will see it all done."

"Alright, you have nothing more to do here; go back."

Having said that, Jiangnan waved his hand.

Song Yuning, being quite tactless, turned and walked out of the living room.

After Song Yuning left, Murong Wan cautiously spoke, "Mr. Jiang, you really are a director of Nan Shen Group?"

Hearing that, Jiangnan helplessly rolled his eyes; it's so obvious, can't you see it?

"Then who are you?"

Jiangnan retorted.

But those words made Murong Wan's face tense, and she said, "Mr. Jiang, please don't joke with me; someone like me isn't even qualified."

Upon hearing that, Jiangnan's impression of Murong Wan grew increasingly favorable.

Neither arrogant nor impatient, unshaken by favor or disgrace.

No wonder that among the third‑generation descendants of the Murong Family, Murong Wan is the most favored by Old Master Murong.

"Do you have any plans tonight?"

Jiangnan suddenly asked.

Although Murong Wan didn't understand what Jiangnan intended, she still answered.

"Nothing, what's up, Mr. Jiang?"

Seeing Murong Wan say she's free, Jiangnan surveyed her from head to toe and said, "Come, accompany me to Tianlong Building for some shopping; I'll buy you an evening dress, and you'll accompany me to attend the auction."

With those words spoken,

Murong Wan was instantly stunned, her face full of disbelief: "Ah, Mr. Jiang, you're not joking, are you? I'm to go with you?"

"Is that okay?"

Murong Wan felt her heart flutter like a startled deer, unable to hide the excitement on her face.

Jiangnan wanting to take her to the auction was indeed beyond her expectations.

But this also proved that Grandfather was not wrong.

The identity of the divine doctor is merely the tip of his iceberg.

In fact, Jiangnan's true status is far more terrifying than she imagined!

"Why is your face turning red?"

At that moment, Jiangnan suddenly asked.

Upon hearing that, Murong Wan grew even more nervous, saying, "Ah, no, did I turn red?"

Murong Wan touched her face and found it indeed warm, shyly lowering her head.

Then Jiangnan said to Murong Wan, "Let's go, we'll buy you a dress."

"At eight tonight, we'll go attend the auction."

After speaking, Jiangnan grabbed Murong Wan's arm and led her out of the villa.

At that moment, Murong Wan, though being led by Jiangnan's arm, felt no resistance; she was even bold enough to want Jiangnan to hold her hand as they walked.

In no time at all,

they arrived at Tianlong Building.

The building stands in Jinghai's city center, occupying the most bustling commercial district.

Those who shop here are almost all rich or noble.

If a poor person came, merely entering would be deterred by the sky‑high goods on display.

After Jiangnan and Murong Wan entered the building, they reached the luxury goods floor on the third level.

Jiangnan glanced again at the Chanel boutique and immediately stepped inside.

In the center of the shop stood a red evening gown, priced at 500,000.

An ordinary person seeing that figure would surely walk away at once.

But Jiangnan was unfazed, turning to the clerk and asking, "Is there a more expensive version of this gown?"

"At least over 500,000, otherwise it wouldn't match her status."

Jiangnan pointed at Murong Wan beside him, and that single remark made her cheeks instantly flush.

"Oh dear, Mr. Jiang, what are you saying?"

"The evening dress can be anything; it doesn't need to be too pricey."

Murong Wan, being very sensible, said to Jiangnan.

However, at that moment,

"Pfft!"

"Hahaha, I thought who was blowing hot air here, didn't expect it to be Nan brother."

"Since you divorced your sister, why are you now living off a sugar daddy?"

"If sister sees you like this, she'll be really upset."

A nauseatingly fake "green tea" voice suddenly sounded.

Jiangnan turned around and saw Wu Jun standing right behind him.

Hearing that, Jiangnan's face darkened instantly; how unlucky.

I went out for a stroll, and I still run into this kind of dead‑green‑tea man.

Jiangnan said nothing, fixing his icy gaze on him.

When Wu Jun saw Jiangnan remain silent, he thought he had been exposed, was left speechless, and grew even more arrogant.

"Oh?"

"Brother Nan, why are you silent? Did I hit the nail on the head?"

Wu Jun immediately stepped forward, looking like he was begging for a beating.

Jiangnan took a deep breath, and in a very serious tone said, "If you're here to mock me, your plan is ruined; I'm not interested in such low‑level ridicule."

"And to think Li Lishu chose you—so go ahead and be lovey‑dovey with her forever, better bind her to you permanently; don't let her end up on the market, I find you both disgusting."

As soon as those words were spoken,

Wu Jun's complexion changed instantly, his body trembling as he pointed at Jiangnan and scolded, "Ha, Jiangnan, who do you think you are?"

"Aren't you just a freeloader, now a green‑hair turtle? Then just stay that way—why are you putting on a face in front of me?"

"You really think that because you're back on a sugar daddy, you can put on airs in front of me?"

"Ugh, you dead green‑hair turtle, your wife ran off with someone else and you don't even dare to do anything—what a coward."

Hearing that, Jiangnan's complexion changed instantly; he rushed straight to Wu Jun, grabbed his collar, and roared, "If you have the guts, say it again!"

However, just as Jiangnan was holding Wu Jun,

a woman's voice suddenly came from somewhere.

"Jiangnan, what are you doing!"

"Let go!"

Li Lishu suddenly stepped forward, instantly shaking off Jiangnan's hand and pushing him aside.

At that moment, Wu Jun, seeing Li Lishu arrive, resumed his green‑tea performance.

"Ouch!"

Wu Jun let out a wretched scream, collapsed onto the ground looking pitiful, and said, "Brother Nan, I was just trying to look out for you. Sister treats you so well; how can you get angry with her over such a small thing?"

"We're both men; you should be more magnanimous. Sister didn't do anything wrong, and I'm not wrong either. Why did you push me?"