Chapter 22 Chapter 22 A Good Wife

Jiang Yue wasn't surprised at all, and didn't show any disdain. His attitude was unusually tolerant as he patiently introduced her, "Cube Real Estate is one of the top five real estate companies in China. With its overseas investments, it's even wealthier than the Jiang family. Tu Fangfang has considerable power, and she married the CEO, Pan Yuzheng, last year, becoming a shareholder, giving her even more say. Pan Yuzheng is currently around fifty years old. He divorced his ex-wife thirteen years ago and has a daughter in college. Tu Fangfang is thirty-three, married for the second time, and has a son with her husband."

After the introduction, he said, "I need you to think about how you would frame Tu Fangfang's psychology if you wrote her. I need to get her willingness to cooperate."

Wen Yao tried hard to recall, and she seemed to have some impression, but it seemed that she could not remember anything. However, the name of Cube Real Estate sounded familiar to her. In order not to expose the fact that she was making up such a small part, she did not say much, but said seriously: "Let me think..."

Then she really thought about it, analyzing it as she went, "I usually make a character like this ambitious and capable, rather than a simple flirtatious slut who relies on her looks to rise to power. Pan Yuzheng's name is quite stylish, so he shouldn't be a shabby and heartless man. And since he didn't remarry until thirteen years later, I guess he loves his daughter and is very responsible for her, but also feels indebted to her."

"Pan Yuzheng is indeed a steady man, and Tu Fangfang is indeed capable. So, how can I win Tu Fangfang's favor?"

Wen Yao asked him, "Are you not familiar with each other?"

Jiang Yue replied, "Yes, I only knew him and met him before. This is the first time we have a formal conversation."

Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Yue, putting aside the memory of bumping into his arms before, and deliberately made her expression more serious.

"Her initial impression of you probably wasn't very good. First of all, I think she came from an ordinary family. She relied on her own abilities to get into a good university, find a job, and work her way up among a group of men to achieve such success. So, she admires those who are the first generation of wealthy people who have made their fortunes from scratch, rather than people like you who were born with a silver spoon in their mouth.

"Add to that the scandal between you and Wang Shanshan. As a woman who works very hard in her career, she looks down on both Wang Shanshan and you.

"But at the same time, she's not that superficial or prejudiced, and she recognizes your abilities. So this dinner is quite important. It might confirm or overturn her impression of you, and make her look at you in a new light."

Jiang Yue said slowly, "That's right. I guess she feels the same way towards me, too. So, what do you think I can do to win her favor over a meal?"

Wen Yao thought for a moment, "I think her biggest headache right now is probably Pan Yuzheng's daughter's hostile attitude towards her. Pan Yuzheng hasn't married in thirteen years, and his daughter must have thought Pan Yuzheng wouldn't get married, but unexpectedly he did, and her stepmother is only thirty-three. Tu Fangfang doesn't want to have to deal with her stepdaughter, and Pan Yuzheng won't be partial to her. If I could help her come up with a solution, that would be very feasible."

Jiang Yue remained silent.

Wen Yao asked: "Think quickly, can you think of a solution?"

Jiang Yue sneered, "I guess I can't imagine a happy ending for the stepmother and stepchildren."

"Who said we have to have a happy ending? Madonna characters are out of fashion these days. If I wrote about Tu Fangfang trying hard to win Pan Yuzheng's daughter's approval and being moved to tears by her calling her 'Mom', I'd get scolded by readers!"

After saying that, Wen Yao suddenly had an idea: "I know, let Tu Fangfang not consider Pan Yuzheng's daughter's attitude, just be nice to Pan Yuzheng, and then ask him to have another child!"

Wen Yao became more and more excited as she spoke: "Tu Fangfang is only in her thirties, and Pan Yuzheng is only fifty. They can definitely have another child. How could someone as successful and famous as Pan Yuzheng not want to have another child? Not to mention he's already remarried!"

Jiang Yue confirmed with her: "Do you think Pan Yuzheng will consider Tu Fangfang's suggestion?"

He believed that Tu Fangfang had considered it herself, but he had heard that Pan Yuzheng had said in his early years that he would only have one daughter in this life, and had transferred part of his shares to his daughter early on. If such a suggestion of having another child was rashly made, it would likely make Pan Yuzheng angry and disgusted.

Wen Yao nodded confidently at this time: "Yes, a man's thoughts are different when he's thirty and fifty. He hadn't thought about remarrying at the beginning, and now he has remarried. Who doesn't want a child in old age? He will definitely consider it. The key point is that Pan Yuzheng's daughter will feel a sense of crisis because of this, and she will stop making trouble in front of her father."

Jiang Yue's lips curved slightly as he looked at her: "Then wait a moment, bring the topic of having children to the forefront of the conversation and remind her that she can consider having children."

"Ah..." Wen Yao's impromptu reaction ability was not good, and she was a little nervous when she heard such an arrangement, but when she thought of Jiang Yue's superb acting skills, she felt relieved. The old actor should be able to lead the newcomer.

Ten minutes later, Tu Fangfang arrived.

She has some good looks, but this is mostly due to her decent dress and confident and elegant temperament. Her facial features should only make her a six-point beauty.

Tu Fangfang was extremely polite and courteous towards Jiang Yue, but her overly politeness also made her seem a bit distant. She had to look up to Jiang Yue due to her status, but now that she represented Lifang Real Estate, she could be on equal terms with Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue asked Tu Fangfang, "Do you need a bottle of red wine?"

Tu Fangfang shook her head. Before she could say anything, Wen Yao rushed in and said, "Secretary Tu definitely doesn't drink. Newly married people don't drink."

Jiang Yue smiled: "Indeed, I forgot. Sorry, we don't drink either."

Tu Fangfang naturally understood what they meant and explained politely, "That's not the case. I have a meeting this afternoon and it's not good to drink. Old Pan and I are both of this age, unlike you guys."

Wen Yao was surprised. "Don't you need to prepare for pregnancy? No way, you're so young. I thought Mr. Pan had been single for so many years and finally got remarried. He must have found true love and would have at least one or two children."

Jiang Yue apologized at this time: "She is young and speaks bluntly. Secretary Tu, please don't be offended if I have offended her."

That being said, Tu Fangfang clearly wasn't surprised by their plan. Her expression remained calm, and she simply chuckled, "It's okay." Then, looking at Wen Yao, she said, "Old Pan is busy, and I'm busy too. I really don't have the time or energy to think about this."

"Oh, I see." Wen Yao muttered, "Boss Pan's demeanor is indeed different. Our grandfather and father are both urging us to have children. It seems that at their age, they all like children."

Tu Fangfang didn't say anything. She just looked at Wen Yao, then at Jiang Yue, and smiled, "What Mrs. Jiang said seems to make sense."

She wasn't stupid; she understood that Wen Yao's words were meant for her. Even if she was a straightforward young woman, Jiang Yue wasn't one to talk nonsense. Why would they dwell on whether she wanted to have children in her second marriage? There must be something else going on.

She had thought about having a child. After all, she was still young, and having a child would give her a more stable marriage and status. However, Pan Yuzheng had said publicly a long time ago that he would never have another child in his life, and his daughter was his only child.

Even many years ago, he rejected the love of a girl he had a crush on because of this.

So she herself had thought clearly and had long accepted the fact that she might not have children, but now Jiang Yue reminded her that perhaps she could have a child. In other words, they felt that Pan Yuzheng's thoughts had changed and he was no longer as determined as before not to have children.

In addition, they had been arguing a lot recently, and Pan Yuzheng had sighed in front of her more than once, saying that he had spoiled the child too much in the past, and now he always went against him and didn't consider him at all...

Tu Fangfang agreed with Jiang Yue's suggestion.

The subsequent conversation went extremely smoothly, and Tu Fangsu became much closer to them. When they parted, she looked at Wen Yao and said, "Mrs. Jiang is a very interesting person. I thought your marriage was just a marriage of talent and beauty, but I didn't expect it to be not only a marriage of talent and beauty, but also a marriage of support and support. Mrs. Jiang is a good and virtuous wife."

This was equivalent to confirming their previous suggestions. It was the first time that Wen Yao was praised as a "wife". She was praised for her beauty and for being a good wife. She smiled brightly and was extremely happy. She said goodbye to Tu Fangfang happily.

Jiang Yue's expression was much more restrained and natural. He had a warm and gentle look before, with a smile that made people feel comfortable. But after Tu Fangfang left, the smile on his face slowly faded, and turned into a confident look that made him feel at ease.

"Okay, let's go," he said.

Wen Yao quickly sat down and glanced at the pleasing high-end dishes on the table: "But I haven't finished eating yet!"

The so-called good eating manners mean eating slowly and eating less. Jiang Yue and Tu Fangfang both ate elegantly. In order to appear elegant as well, she timed her meal and only took one bite with chopsticks every two minutes. But didn't she feel full?

Jiang Yue glanced down at her, took out his bank card and asked the waiter to settle the bill, while calmly saying, "Then you can continue eating. Things at home should be finished. You can take a taxi back by yourself."

His eyes were cold and his words were ruthless. The gentle and considerate Jiang Yue who was newlywed was gone. In his place came the current Jiang Yue, the arrogant, ruthless and treacherous king.

Wen Yao felt like she had reaped what she had sown. She took a deep breath to calm herself down and said magnanimously, "Okay, go ahead. I'll take a taxi myself."

As he was talking, he accidentally looked across the street and said in surprise, "There's Cha Yan over there!"

This was written with reference to her favorite milk tea, but in reality there are only a few such places in her city, and there are always long queues. But it’s different here, there is no queue at all!

She looked at the dishes on the table, then at the milk tea opposite. She couldn't have her cake and eat it too. If she drank milk tea, she couldn't eat the dishes, and if she ate the dishes, she couldn't drink milk tea... She chose milk tea.

After making the decision, I immediately headed across the street.

Jiang Yue didn't follow him, but just looked at the opposite side casually while taking off the ring on his hand.

The waiter came over to help him with the bill.

After paying the bill, I was about to turn around and leave, but I saw Wen Yao coming back from the milk tea shop across the street with two cups of milk tea in her hands.

Wouldn't she buy herself one too?

When did he ever say he wanted to drink this stuff?

He frowned slightly, feeling disgusted, but then he saw her hurriedly hailing an empty taxi on the side of the road and getting in without even raising her head.

So the milk tea was not bought for him, but was prepared for yourself to drink?

He knew she had a big appetite, but he didn't expect her to be able to drink two large cups of milk tea. He sneered and walked towards the parking lot.

But after getting in the car, he suddenly remembered something, immediately opened his mobile phone and turned to WeChat Moments.

Soon I saw Lu Wan’s post again:

This week in the hospital is boring and dull. I suddenly want to drink milk tea, but my mother won't allow it.

The accompanying picture is a photo of a branch of redbud reaching in from outside the window, and a plate of light but nutritious meal.

Obviously, this was the hospital ward and the nutritious meals sent to her by the Lu family.

Jiang Yue's gaze stayed on her words, and he began to wonder whether Wen Yao bought that cup of milk tea for Lu Wan.