The women present all laughed. Who with money drives a beat-up Santana?
"I don't want to eat anything. Just drive the car out. My man will be back tomorrow," Jiang Xiaoyan said coldly.
Tian Jun's face froze. He had made his meaning very clear: what did it matter to him whether Tian Jun had a man or not? He said in a gloomy tone, "How about this, three hundred thousand!"
Three hundred thousand?
This is absolutely a huge expense.
Hearing his humiliating words, Jiang Xiaoyan's face turned bright red. She picked up Duoduo and placed her in the back seat, muttering "Get out!" before opening the passenger door and climbing in.
Jiang Xiaoyan felt humiliated, and so did Tian Jun. They had already spent 300,000 yuan, and she was humiliating their money!
He opened the car door, started the engine, and stepped on the gas, bringing his car right up to Jiang Xiaoyan's car. The two cars were now pressed tightly together.
Seeing this, the people nearby quickly stepped back, fearing that the car would go out of control and hit them.
Jiang Xiaoyan wasn't very good at driving, and seeing this situation, she was both anxious and angry. She stepped on the gas and rammed the other party's Mercedes-Benz, then sped away.
"If you've got the guts, don't pick your kid up from school tomorrow!!" Tian Jun yelled.
Several women nearby rushed forward to comfort him. For someone with assets of tens of millions, 300,000 yuan cannot buy their dignity, but not everyone in this school is a multi-millionaire.
Most of them are families with an annual income of around one million yuan. They are very tempted to curry favor with someone like Tian Jun, not to mention some divorced women who desperately need a large sum of money to back them up.
After Jiang Xiaoyan returned home, she bought a lot of groceries and cleaned the house spotlessly. Although Lu Feng had told her more than once to hire a housekeeper to clean and that she didn't need to do it herself.
But since moving in, she hasn't used any housekeeping services even once.
The two talked on the phone for more than two hours that night. Lu Feng asked about Duo Duo's situation, and after hanging up, Lu Feng lay in bed with a heart full of emotion.
He hadn't felt this way in many years, that longing to go home.
The last time he met Jiang Xiaoyan was when he met her in his previous life. He tossed and turned all night, and even thought that if he could video chat, he would definitely want to see Jiang Xiaoyan properly and they might chat all night long.
The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, Lu Feng's plane took off.
Zhang Fengxia finished the morning meeting a little after eight o'clock. She hurriedly walked out of the conference room and only realized that Lu Feng had already left when she got to his office. She knocked on the door of the office next door and asked a clerk, "Where is President Lu?"
"Off to the airport!"
Have you had breakfast yet?
"I ate. I heard he woke up around 6 a.m., washed up and changed his clothes, and went out to buy some gifts around 7 a.m. before heading to the airport early."
"Oh, I see."
Zhang Fengxia felt somewhat disappointed. She pushed open the door to Lu Feng's office and went inside. Looking at the unmade bed in the bedroom and the several sets of clothes scattered on the bed, it was clear that he was anxious.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I put my hand under the covers; they were still warm.
A soft sigh echoed in the desolate room, sounding especially lonely.
"I guess he didn't sleep well last night; he was dreaming about her all the time!"
Zhang Fengxia was conflicted. She was a smart woman, and she knew that nothing could happen between her and Lu Feng, but deep down she didn't know what she was hoping for.
Staying here is like a voice deep within her heart, another voice she doesn't want to admit, whispering in her ear, "Wait a little longer, maybe there will be a chance."
Everyone trapped by love is in the same predicament, deceiving themselves with a slim, almost impossible hope to get by, living in an emotional cage they have created for themselves.
"Work!!!"
She stood up, tidied up the clothes that were scattered on the bed, neatly folded the quilt, and went out!
Before 11 o'clock, Lu Feng got off the plane and walked to the exit, looking around. There were quite a few people there to pick him up, all holding up signs.
The crowd was so dense that people would occasionally chase after me and ask, "Do you need a ride? Do you need a place to stay? Do you need to find a girl?"
"I'm not looking for girls!" Lu Feng said irritably.
"So tender, really, so tender!"
"I'm not looking, I'm not looking!" Lu Feng waved his hand dismissively at the aunt next to him, his eyes searching through the crowd.
Seeing that Lu Feng looked like a wealthy man and was also young, the aunt was unwilling to let him go and whispered, "Young man, you have one too!"
"Hmm?" Lu Feng looked down at the auntie. Her professional skills were amazing!
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