Chapter 233 Let me get you a different house.

"A bodyguard?" Jiang Yan thought she had misheard. "Isn't it my younger sister?"

Jiang Hongbo explained, "It's my younger sister. She's always been active, so I sent her to learn martial arts. Who knew she would actually have such a talent? She's currently studying at a sports school, majoring in martial arts. These past few days, she said she found a part-time bodyguard job, and the boss offered her a pretty high price."

After hearing her father's explanation, Jiang Yan became a little interested in her half-sister. To be able to get a bodyguard job, she must be very good at fighting.

She turned to look at Zhou Jingming, "I wonder who's more capable, my sister or your sister?"

Zhou Jingming smiled and said, "We'll let the two of them have a competition when we have the chance."

Through Jiang Hongbo's introduction, Luo Guixia learned that Zhou Jingming was Jiang Yan's husband. Hearing Zhou Jingming say this, she asked curiously, "Is Jingming's sister also a martial arts practitioner?"

“She’s from the police academy,” Zhou Jingming replied. “My father and grandfather were policemen, so she grew up surrounded by them and learned a thing or two.”

“It’s good to be a policeman,” Luo Guixia said with a satisfied smile when she heard that Zhou Jingming came from a family of policemen. “They’re working for the government.”

Jiang Hongbo's eyes lit up as well, "Yan Yan has good taste."

Jiang Yan didn't speak. She hadn't told them about Zhou Jingming's work. The Xiang family had left a shadow on her, so it was best not to flaunt her wealth for now.

"Dad, Aunt Luo, get in the car, we'll drive there." Zhou Jingming's car was parked downstairs. He opened the back door and helped Jiang Hongbo into the car.

Jiang Hongbo is poor now, but he was once quite wealthy. He recognizes this car, a Cullinan, which costs seven or eight million. Is his son-in-law that rich? Isn't his family a police family? Could it be that his money came from shady sources?

He kept frowning after getting on the bus.

Luo Guixia sat next to Jiang Hongbo, marveling at the luxury and comfort of the car.

Jiang Yan, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and asked, "Dad, Aunt Luo, do you have any dietary restrictions?"

"No, no," Luo Guixia said with a smile, "We'll eat whatever you like, it's on me."

After discussing it, Jiang Yan and Zhou Jingming decided to go to a restaurant they often ate at, which had a wide variety of cuisines and flavors.

The restaurant is a bit far from here; it took half an hour to drive there.

When Luo Guixia got out of the car and saw the restaurant's facade, she felt a little regretful. She regretted not taking all the money Jiang Nian had given her; the few hundred yuan she had seemed insufficient.

Zhou Jingming helped Jiang Hongbo out of the car. With the cane, Jiang Hongbo walked at a speed similar to that of a normal person.

The restaurant's decor was clearly high-end. Zhou Jingming and Jiang Yan were frequent customers, and the restaurant manager recognized them. He came over to greet them, "Mr. Zhou, Ms. Jiang, you've arrived. Would you like to sit at a regular table or in a private room today?"

"Let's have a private room," Zhou Jingming said, adding that a private room would be quieter.

The private room was spacious. After the four of them sat down, the waiter brought them four menus.

When Jiang Hongbo and Luo Guixia received the menu, one frowned and the other was dumbfounded; the dishes here were too expensive.

They had gotten used to ten years of hardship, and suddenly finding themselves in such a high-class restaurant was a bit overwhelming.

"Dad, Aunt Luo, what kind of food do you like?" Jiang Yan asked, worried that they might be shy about ordering, wanting to help them choose.

“We’re fine with anything, you can order whatever you like.” Jiang Hongbo and Luo Guixia placed the menu aside.

Luo Guixia had promised to treat everyone, but she couldn't afford to. She started to panic and whispered to Jiang Hongbo, "Old Jiang, do you have any money? What if I don't have enough?"

Jiang Hongbo took out a small wad of cash from his pocket, some in change and some in bills. "It's five hundred and twenty-one in total. You can have all of my savings."

Luo Guixia glared at him. "You have a secret stash of money? Where did it come from?"

"I've been saving this up for a year. I originally planned to give it to you on your birthday, but I'm giving it to you early," Jiang Hongbo said.

Luo Guixia was touched and relieved. She held the money in her hand and said, "At least you have a conscience."

Jiang Yan and Zhou Jingming ordered several signature dishes, making a total of eight dishes for the four of them.

As soon as the dishes were served, Luo Guixia's anxiety completely vanished. Lobster and abalone were served, but she didn't have enough money for those two dishes.

Jiang Yan noticed Luo Guixia's panic and said, "Let Jingming and I treat you to dinner today. I have a membership card for this restaurant, so I can get a discount."

Zhou Jingming also advised, "I came abruptly today without bringing anything, so I can only treat you to a meal. I will let you know in advance next time I visit, and I hope you can try Aunt Luo's cooking."

Hearing them say that, Luo Guixia smiled and said, "Okay, I can cook quite well. Next time you mention it, I'll prepare the ingredients."

Through their brief encounter, Jiang Yan could tell what kind of person Luo Guixia was: cheerful, warm-hearted, and very kind to her father.

The fact that she stayed by her father's side and took care of him for ten years after his accident shows what kind of person Luo Guixia is.

If it were her mother, Jiang Yan smiled bitterly to herself. She would definitely leave her father immediately. People who have no use to her would become the Xiang family's discarded children.

Fortunately, her father managed to cut his losses in time, but his life is really tough now.

"Dad, I'm a judge now, did you know that?" Jiang Yan asked.

Jiang Hongbo nodded, his eyes full of praise and pride for Jiang Yan. "Dad knows you've always been great."

Jiang Yan's eyes reddened again. Her father knew her well, but she knew nothing about his affairs. "If you and Aunt Luo have any difficulties, you can tell me, and I can help."

Jiang Hongbo and Luo Guixia exchanged a glance, and Luo Guixia spoke up, "Yan Yan, you've seen our current situation. If conditions allowed, he would have gone to see you long ago."

“We don’t have any special skills, and we can’t help you with your situation. We also feel quite guilty. Your father has been holding back from seeing you, partly because he’s shy, and partly because he’s afraid of causing you trouble. He doesn’t want to be a burden to you.”

“We’ve been like this for ten years. We’ve gotten through the hardest times, and things are getting better and better now, so you don’t need to worry about us. You and Jingming can just live your own lives.”

Jiang Yan lowered her head, secretly wiped away her tears, and then looked up at her father and aunt across from her. "Dad, you've done so much for me, it's time for me to repay you."

"Moreover, I can help you now. It's inconvenient for you to go up to the seventh floor, so how about I get you a new apartment, a ground floor one with a garden?"

Luo Guixia was stunned. Hadn't she made herself clear enough? Why did this child want to buy them a house right away? Houses aren't that easy to buy, especially in Jiangbei where prices are so high.

Jiang Hongbo's face darkened. "Yan Yan, how much do you make a month as a judge? If I'm not mistaken, most of your previous salary was probably taken by your mother. Where did you get the money to buy us a house?"