Chapter 81: Love

Jiang Tingwan originally wanted to go into the kitchen to wash some fruit.

As soon as she reached the sliding door, Wen Nian rushed out like a frightened rabbit and stopped her.

"Sister, don't come in!"

He leaned his hands on the door frame, and his hair on his forehead was slightly wet with sweat from being busy.

"It will affect my performance!"

Jiang Tingwan raised her eyebrows and glanced over his shoulder into the kitchen, but her view was blocked by Wen Nian who moved sideways.

His nervous look actually aroused her curiosity.

But she didn't insist. She glanced at him calmly and turned to go to the living room.

She curled up on the sofa and called Zhou Luoyao, briefly telling her what happened today.

Sure enough, there was a burst of laughter on the other end of the phone:

"Hahahaha, Song Zhi, that pretentious guy finally got defeated! I said he would be defeated sooner or later!"

"Sister, it's time for dinner." Wen Nian's voice came from the restaurant.

The phone was silent for a second, and then Zhou Luoyao screamed:

"Fuck! A man's voice?! Jiang Tingwan you——"

She hung up the phone neatly and threw the phone aside.

When she reached the dining table, she froze.

There was a table full of dishes, including sweet and sour spare ribs, steamed fish, broccoli with garlic... They were all delicious and presented so exquisitely that they looked like they were from a restaurant.

"This table...is all made by you?"

Jiang Tingwan looked at Wen Nian suspiciously, "Less than an hour?"

"Yes, sister," Wen Nian's eyes sparkled, like a puppy waiting for praise.

"I said I was good at it, right? Actually it's because my dad used to beat me for being slow..."

"stop."

Jiang Tingwan interrupted him, picked up a piece of meat and tasted it, then raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with the right amount of sweetness and sourness, and the cooking time is just right.

"How is it?"

Wen Nian supported his hands on the table, leaned his upper body forward slightly, and stared at her eagerly.

"This sweet and sour pork is really delicious." Jiang Tingwan swallowed the food slowly.

"Really? I'm just happy that my sister likes me!"

Wen Nian immediately gave a shy smile, with the tips of his ears slightly red.

Jiang Tingwan picked up another piece and said slowly:

"I like the pineapple method the most..."

"Wow! Sister, we have the same hobbies!" Wen Nian immediately smiled. "We are really too——"

"but--"

Jiang Tingwan suddenly changed the subject and looked at him with a half-smile:

"When did we buy the pineapple today?"

Wen Nian's smile froze on his face.

He was about to explain when Jiang Tingwan's cell phone suddenly rang.

The caller ID showed the number of Assistant Song Zhi.

She picked up the phone with a little confusion, and it turned out to be Song Zhi himself who invited her to discuss the project.

"Now?"

Jiang Tingwan glanced at the time, then at the table full of delicious food, and finally stood up, "Okay, I'll be there in half an hour."

After hanging up the phone, she hurriedly picked up her coat:

"Wen Nian, I have something urgent to do. I have to leave first."

Wen Nian nodded obediently: "Sister, go and do your work. I'll clean it up."

He responded obediently with a meek smile on his face.

After Jiang Tingwan left, the living room fell into silence.

Wen Nian stared at the closed door, and the chopsticks in his hand broke with a snap.

Her expression was replaced by a gloomy look, and there was no trace of obedience in her expression.

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In the high-end restaurant, Song Zhi changed his usual business attire, and the black jacket made him look less sharp.

"Mr. Song suddenly asked me out. Is there something wrong with the project?" Jiang Tingwan went straight to the point.

Song Zhi's eyes wandered over her face, almost making Jiang Tingwan feel uneasy, so he asked:

"The one today, is that your boyfriend?"

"Just a stranger, I helped out." Jiang Tingwan brushed it off lightly, picked up the water glass and took a sip.

"I see."

Song Zhi nodded, and suddenly changed the subject, "I suddenly feel that the cooperation you mentioned before is a good idea."

The glass in Jiang Tingwan's hand paused slightly: "What does Mr. Song mean?"

"I'll cooperate with you."

Song Zhi raised the corners of his lips, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, "But, there is a condition."

Jiang Tingwan met his inquiring gaze and saw the man leaning forward, with a dangerous light flashing in his deep eyes.

His voice was filled with an inexplicable allure:

"It would be too conspicuous to cut off cooperation with Lanqi directly. It would be better to try another approach and take it slow."

"What method?"

"How about using the excuse that I've fallen in love with someone else?" Song Zhi crossed his hands and rested them on his chin.

"The love should be transferred to Miss Jiang."

What kind of solution is this? He was so surprised that he could come up with this idea...

Jiang Tingwan almost choked on the water and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Boss Song's idea is really great. All the hatred is directed at me."

As for the rumor about Ou Ya, no one knows what she will face at that time.

Song Zhi seemed to have anticipated her reaction and calmly pushed a document over to her:

"You won't find a bigger investor than me in the entire city of Hong Kong."

The numbers written in black and white on the contract are indeed tempting.

Although the words have been spoken, but speaking again...

With so many projects, few people in Hong Kong know her.

If she really cut off cooperation with Lanqi, it would easily arouse suspicion and lead to the investigation being led back to her.

On the contrary, it changes from public to private, which makes people lower their suspicion. Besides, it doesn’t hurt to act in a play…

Although she didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind, she didn't intend to let go of the opportunity to blackmail Song Zhi.

Jiang Tingwan tapped the tabletop with her fingertips, a sly smile on her face:

"Of course, you can, but... the commission will be increased by two points."

Song Zhi seemed to have expected that she would bargain, and responded without hesitation:

"make a deal."

"Starting tomorrow, you will come to see me at least five times a week."

Five times...? How is that different from going to work?

Jiang Tingwan narrowed her eyes: "Boss Song, are you going to turn your fake play into real one?"

"Do the whole show."

Song Zhi let go of her hand and said meaningfully, "How else can I show my love for you?