After saying this, Jiang Sheng glanced at Zhao Xuehui beside him, turned his back to Sun Fuqiang, and winked at her.

"Xuehui, let's go."

Zhao Xuehui nodded quickly, not even glancing at Director Sun, and walked forward with Jiang Sheng.

"Xuehui," Sun Fuqiang was still unwilling to give up, glaring venomously at Jiang Sheng: "This guy can't even afford a car, yet he talks big about wanting to be with you. You'll suffer if you stay with him. You should think it over carefully as soon as possible!"

"Thank you for your concern, Director Sun," Zhao Xuehui said without turning her head, her voice growing colder. "I think my boyfriend is great. Just because he doesn't have money now doesn't mean he'll never have it. We have our own hands and feet, and we'll have a good life someday."

Jiang Sheng turned around with a smile, looked at Sun Fuqiang whose face was getting uglier and uglier, and then, as if out of nowhere, added another sentence.

"Director Sun, there's a saying that goes like this."

"Whether you have something to do or not, you should read more books. Books are a good thing. People who don't read will always feel that no matter who they look at, they are inferior to them. Little do they know that they are the fools."

After saying this, Jiang Sheng turned around and smiled as he glanced at Zhao Xuehui, whose face showed a hint of surprise.

"Xuehui, let's go home quickly, I want to eat your cooking."

Zhao Xuehui quickly realized what was happening and secretly glared at Jiang Sheng.

This brat actually dared to order her around so openly! He really is getting cocky just because I said he's fat. I was even a little touched a moment ago!

Jiang Sheng chuckled, feeling extremely pleased with himself.

He imagined that Sun Fuqiang's expression behind him must be as colorful as a palette.

After all, he had been rebuked and his words were veiled as insults, which was the greatest insult to a clerical worker in this day and age.

As expected, watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Sun Fuqiang's face turned ashen with anger.

His large, fleshy hands were clenched into tight fists, a testament to the fury he felt.

"Director Sun..."

At this point, the driver timidly asked, "Should we still chase after them?"

Sun Fuqiang glared at the driver who had interrupted his thoughts, his teeth clenched. Seeing the driver quickly avert his gaze in fright, he gave a cold smile.

"Chase them! How could we not chase them!"

Sun Fuqiang practically spat out those words through gritted teeth. As he watched the driver start the engine and prepare to chase after them, he slapped the man on the head.

"Damn it, who told you to use this to pursue her!"

Sun Fuqiang said angrily, "You, stop the car on the side of the road right now, and quietly follow them to see if they really live together, do you hear me!"

"I know, I know..."

The driver was so badly beaten that he didn't dare to fight back. He could only suppress his anger and nod timidly.

After all, he still needed to make a living from the other party, so the driver held back and quickly parked the car on the side of the road, then quietly followed behind the two.

At that moment, Jiang Sheng and Zhao Xuehui were chatting and laughing, completely unaware that there was a tail following them not far away.

"Young man, I didn't expect you to be so eloquent just now!"

Just thinking about how angry Sun Fuqiang was, unable to speak, made Zhao Xuehui feel a surge of relief and a sense of comfort.

“That’s right,” Jiang Sheng quickly seized the opportunity, chuckling, “Your younger brother is a top student from Yenching University, and I can write such good poems. My literary skills are truly impressive!”

"You're really putting on airs, aren't you!"

Zhao Xuehui couldn't help but laugh and scold him, but despite the scolding, she still felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

"Your talent is indeed impressive, but you still need to mature and develop your skills. You can't be too arrogant, do you hear me?"

Faced with his second sister's instruction, Jiang Sheng naturally nodded obediently in agreement.

After all, with her fiery temper, if she only said one thing, her sister could retort with three. She was really not someone to mess with.

"Okay, by the way, second sister..."

Jiang Sheng was about to talk to Zhao Xuehui about poetry when he suddenly stopped mid-sentence, his expression becoming somewhat wary.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Jiang Sheng's complexion was not good, Zhao Xuehui subconsciously became nervous: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, no."

Jiang Sheng quickly came to his senses, smiled and shook his head. On the surface, he was still chatting seriously with Zhao Xuehui, but in his heart, suspicions were already running high.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now he could clearly sense that someone was following them not far behind!

Although he couldn't be sure who the other person was, Jiang Sheng had a general idea.

Besides Sun Fuqiang, who was as fat as a pig's head and incredibly stupid, whom they had just seen, who else could it be?

It's no wonder Jiang Sheng would think that way, after all, he had just made a sarcastic remark to the other party, and he hadn't offended anyone recently.

Therefore, aside from other possibilities, there is only one person: Sun Fuqiang.

Since the other party was only following them in the dark, it means that this person probably wouldn't dare to make a move against the two of them so late at night.

That leaves only one possibility.

That is...

After thinking about this, Jiang Sheng smiled subtly, then continued chatting with Zhao Xuehui beside him as if nothing had happened.

When they finally arrived at the door of the house, after Zhao Xuehui entered the courtyard, Jiang Sheng glanced back casually, but then keenly noticed a figure. He quickly hid behind a tree not far away, and then looked away as if he hadn't seen anything.

"Hey little brother, what are you doing, dawdling like that?"

Zhao Xuehui turned around to look at Jiang Sheng with some surprise, only to see that Jiang Sheng had already run up behind her.

"It's nothing. I was just thinking about the factory, so I walked a little slowly for a while."

Zhao Xuehui didn't think much of it when she heard this, and nodded subconsciously.

"I see. I've noticed that since you started working, all you've been thinking about is making money. You're practically obsessed with it!"

"Isn't that saving money for your dowry, Second Sister? When you get married, I'll definitely give you the money I earn from the factory as your dowry!"

Jiang Sheng's words were as sweet as honey, and as soon as he said them, Zhao Xuehui burst out laughing.

"You're always so unserious, but you're always spouting sweet nothings. I wonder which girl will fall for your sugar-coated bullets in the end."