bayedsolid Chapter 122 It's not too late to cut your losses.
Chapter 122 It's not too late to cut your losses.
As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened, and Ruan Shu appeared in front of the two of them.
He Qiaoyun swallowed back the words she was about to say.
Ruan Shu smiled gently at Feng Jiashu, "Brother Jiashu, you're back."
When his conversation with He Qiaoyun was interrupted, Feng Jiashu's expression darkened, and he did not respond to Ruan Shu.
Ruan Shu wasn't annoyed. She bent down, opened the shoe cabinet, and took out his slippers.
Feng Jiashu stepped inside and sat on the shoe-changing stool. She then squatted down beside him in a very standard manner, like a flight attendant, gently lifted her hair, smiled charmingly, raised her chin, and said, "Brother Jiashu, let me help you change your shoes."
At this moment, He Qiaoyun, who was still standing outside the door, felt extremely awkward and embarrassed, like a bright light bulb, and even wanted to leave.
Feng Jiashu suddenly stood up and coldly refused Ruan Shu: "No need, I'm not disabled."
After he finished speaking, he subconsciously looked at He Qiaoyun, who was still standing outside the door. He Qiaoyun met his gaze and for some reason wanted to laugh, but she didn't.
No one had ever helped Feng Jiashu change his shoes before. Not wanting to sit down any longer, he stepped on his heels and took off his leather shoes. Then he said to Ruan Shu, "Don't squat. Take out Qiaoyun's slippers. She hasn't changed them yet."
Ruan Shu's smile froze completely, and she was even a little taken aback. "Huh?"
She was willing to help Feng Jiashu change her shoes, it was just a little playful thing between a man and a woman. Now she's asking her to find slippers for He Qiaoyun, what does she take her for? A maid or servant?
Seeing that she remained motionless, Feng Jiashu's tone carried a hint of command, "Hmm?"
Ruan Shu glanced at He Qiaoyun as she entered, her face darkening, but she still reluctantly rummaged through the shoe cabinet and took out He Qiaoyun's slippers, placing them in front of her. "Here you go."
He Qiaoyun sat down on the shoe-changing stool, smiled at her, and said, "Thank you."
Ruan Shu gave a fake smile, "You're welcome, it was just a small favor."
He Qiaoyun put the shopping bag aside and then bent down to change her shoes.
Ruan Shu then noticed the various designer shopping bags at her feet, which made her a little envious. Since her divorce, she hadn't had a proper job. A few years ago, she could afford these luxury brands, but now she was living off selling the bags she'd bought before…
He Qiaoyun didn't notice her gaze. After changing her shoes, she picked up her shopping bags, stood up, and said to them, "I'm going upstairs first."
As Ruan Shu watched her go upstairs, she said to Feng Jiashu in a teasy tone, "Brother Jiashu, He Qiaoyun bought so many things, what a waste of money! Unlike me, I don't waste money, because I know you work very hard to earn it."
Feng Jiashu glanced at her and said coldly, "She earned her own money, she can spend it however she wants, who are you to gossip about her behind her back?"
These words left Ruan Shu speechless, her smile turning awkward. She forced a laugh and said, "But what will her future boyfriend think? Spending so much money, what man would accept a woman like that? Unlike me..." thrifty and good at managing the household.
Before she could finish speaking, Feng Jiashu ruthlessly interrupted, "If she can't even meet her basic shopping needs in the future and can't accept that, she's a smart and clear-headed person. She won't choose a man who makes her feel so upset."
As he spoke, he stared at her, raising an eyebrow slightly: "As a woman, shouldn't you be more knowledgeable in this area?"
Besides, he earns enough money for He Qiaoyun to buy a whole shopping mall in a day; she could swipe her card without hesitation. It's just shopping, buying a few things—what's that...?
Ruan Shu's expression froze completely. She nodded hesitantly, her smile awkward, and said, "Brother Jiashu, you're right. What you said is like a wake-up call. I like you even more now. I've decided on you for life."
Anyone would want to hold onto a man who has the right values, is handsome, and rich.
Seeing her like this, Feng Jiashu had the illusion that she was exhausted. He gritted his teeth and said, "Ruan Shu, you're only doing this for money. Name your price, take the money and explain things to your aunt, then leave here and don't bother my life anymore."
Today, he had his assistant investigate Ruan Shu's background.
Five or six years ago, Ruan Shu's ex-husband's first love returned to China after their divorce, leaving her kicked out. Her ex-husband paid her a fairly generous divorce settlement, which she squandered. Now, unable to make ends meet, she's forced to sell her jewelry and handbags to survive...
How could Ruan Shu agree? No one could resist the temptation of being the wife of Haicheng's richest man. She looked at him affectionately and said, "Brother Jiashu, I like you. Feelings can't be measured by money. I want to marry you and see you every day. That's enough for me."
Feng Jiashu took a deep breath and gave the final notice: "Ruan Shu, that's enough. Don't end up not getting a single point."
As if seizing an opportunity, Ruan Shu pounced on him, pleading sweetly, "Brother Jiashu, please don't be so cold, I'm really heartbroken..."
This scene was witnessed by He Qiaoyun, who was coming downstairs.
Feng Jiashu realized what was happening, pushed Ruan Shu away, and subconsciously turned around. He saw He Qiaoyun standing aside watching. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but didn't know what to say and couldn't utter a single word.
Ruan Shu wasn't angry when she was pushed away. She looked at He Qiaoyun with haughty eyes, as if to say: I told you long ago, this man will be mine sooner or later.
He Qiaoyun bit her lower lip, took two steps back, and forced an unnatural smile. "I'm sorry, I... I disturbed you..."
She turned to go upstairs, but Feng Jiashu quickly stepped forward and grabbed her hand, saying, "You're not allowed to leave."
She turned halfway around, quickly glancing at his expression, then pulled her hand away, "Let go of me..."
Feng Jiashu released her, "I want to talk to you."
He Qiaoyun was facing him directly, and calmly smiled, "No need."
She disliked this kind of competitive relationship, where things turned into a palace intrigue over a man, all that scheming and maneuvering was pointless. Anyway, she hadn't invested much emotion in it, so she figured she had misjudged him. It was still not too late to cut her losses.
After saying that, she didn't stay any longer and turned to leave.
By the time Feng Jiashu recovered from his disappointment, she was no longer in the room.
He rushed out in a hurry, not even having time to change his slippers, and when he chased after her, he only caught up with the back of her car.
Ruan Shu and Tian Tian also chased after them.
Seeing He Qiaoyun leave in anger, Ruan Shu smiled victoriously, thinking to herself: I thought she was something special, but she withdrew on her own initiative.
Tian Tian walked over and tugged at Feng Jiashu's sleeve, as if asking: Where did Aunt He go?
Feng Jiashu glanced at Ruan Shu out of the corner of his eye, then forced an awkward smile at Tian Tian, "Aunt He has something to attend to, let's go back first."
Tian Tian nodded gently.
Ruan Shu walked over and tried to take Tian Tian's hand, but Tian Tian avoided her and reluctantly leaned against Feng Jiashu.
Feng Jiashu gave Ruan Shu a sharp look, saying, "Ruan Shu, you will pay the price for what you did today."