"But where can I find a rich man who will treat me well? Men always turn bad when they have money. Rich men won't care about me, and poor men will become a burden to me."
Jiang Yu sighed, and Zhou Jian'an, seeing her worried face, wished he could jump out and raise his hand.
He's the man who can dote on Jiang Yu and is also rich!
"Brother Jian'an, I've been saying I'd treat you to a meal, but I've been delayed by various things. Tomorrow, you and Chu Fei can come to my house, and I'll treat you to a meal, okay?" Jiang Yu asked expectantly.
Zhou Jian'an pushed up his glasses. "It's a bit of a coincidence, Chu Fei hasn't been home these past few days."
"But I just saw him downstairs."
"He has some business to attend to and needs to travel far away. Here's the thing, one of my factory's customers in the mainland wants to send a technician over. I'm not free these days, so I arranged for Chu Fei to go. He'll be gone for a few days."
"Then tomorrow's dinner will just be Jian'an and me. Jian'an, you must come and try my cooking."
Zhou Jian'an nodded hurriedly. He desperately wanted to spend time with Xiaoyu in private. Although there had been some ambiguity between them, neither of them had ever made a move. Every time Zhou Jian'an tried to get close to Xiaoyu, she would dodge and leave.
Zhou Jian'an knew Xiaoyu's concerns. He was an older man, twenty years older than Xiaoyu, and he also had an adult child to raise.
Which young and beautiful woman would be willing to marry an old man like that? Moreover, Zhou Jian'an is renting a house just like Xiaoyu. He hasn't shown off his wealth, so it's normal for Xiaoyu to have some concerns.
Zhou Jian'an couldn't wait to tell Xiaoyu that he wasn't destitute; he had considerable wealth and owned an electric fan factory.
The next day, Jiang Yu went out to buy groceries, but she wasn't stupid. Why should she go through the trouble of cooking for Zhou Jian'an? She bought some dishes from a restaurant, poured them onto a plate at home, and pretended that she had made them herself.
Buy some more greens, and stir-fry them in front of Zhou Jian'an when he comes in. That way, Zhou Jian'an will think that she made all the dishes.
Since Chu Yu was paying for all the groceries, Jiang Yu was generous and bought several dishes, filling the table with a large amount of food when they got home, which looked exceptionally plentiful.
"I'm such a genius!" Jiang Yu couldn't help but exclaim.
Zhou Jian'an wove a love trap for Mao Xia, and Jiang Yu also wove one for Zhou Jian'an. Zhou Jian'an wrote the script, and Jiang Yu and Chu Yu also wrote their own scripts. Neither of them was more clever than the other.
If Zhou Jian'an could have avoided this trap and thought about it calmly, he would have realized that Jiang Yu's appearance was rather strange. The mother and daughter who had lived there for many years had suddenly moved out, and a young and beautiful female neighbor had suddenly moved in.
Jiang Yu's eyes were captivating, a quality not possessed by ordinary women. She had honed this gaze over many years in the world of pleasure, yet Zhou Jian'an, in love, insisted on believing her to be inherently kind.
The doorbell rang, and Zhou Jian'an came in from outside carrying a box of cakes and a bouquet of roses. Jiang Yu was very surprised and hugged the roses with delight.
"Brother Jian'an, you're coming to our house for dinner, why are you being so polite? You brought a cake and roses, this is too much trouble!"
Zhou Jian'an was secretly pleased. He had heard that a woman's willingness to save money for a man meant she truly loved him.
Jiang Yu never wanted to spend his money. He would buy her a bouquet of flowers or a cake, and she would be so touched. This shows that she was not the kind of woman who was greedy for money, and that she genuinely cared about him.
Zhou Jian'an chuckled nonchalantly, "Who comes to a restaurant empty-handed? Xiaoyu, I didn't know what kind of flowers you liked. I heard that women all like red roses, so I bought a bouquet. I also don't know if this cake is good or not. Try it, and if you like it, I'll buy you another one next time."
Jiang Yu said in a sweet voice, "Brother Jian'an, how could I possibly let you spend money on me?"
Jiang Yu prepared a table full of dishes. Zhou Jian'an was surprised that she valued him so much, and sat down happily.
After the two finished their meal, Zhou Jian'an took the opportunity to look around Jiang Yu's place. Jiang Yu had rearranged her home, and the furnishings were completely different from before.
She added a bedside table, which was decorated with fresh flowers and an unfinished collection of essays. She also bought some paintings to decorate the walls and tidied up the bathroom, making it look neat and clean.
Her newly decorated home exudes exceptional taste.
A faint floral fragrance lingered in the air.
"Xiaoyu, you are a woman who knows how to enjoy life."
Jiang Yu smiled to herself, thinking, "Isn't it all just to win your heart? Anyone can pretend. These are all skills I learned from men."
“Brother Jian’an, women all understand life. I live alone, and I always want to make my life better. Please don’t laugh at me, Brother Jian’an.”
Jiang Yu's tenderness and affection touched Zhou Jian'an's heart. It would be a laughing stock for a man in his forties to meet his true love, but Zhou Jian'an truly felt that Jiang Yu was different.
She was like a being tailor-made for him, fulfilling all his fantasies about women.
When Zhou Jian'an was with Dai Qinxue, he was mostly attracted to her status as a daughter of the Dai family. After being deceived by Dai Qinxue, Zhou Jian'an realized that no wealthy and powerful woman would like an old man like him.
Zhou Jian'an was not discouraged. If marriage didn't work, he could still cheat people, right?
He swindled tens of millions from Mao Xia and now has a net worth of over 100 million. He doesn't need to rely on women to get rich. A wealthy man doesn't want a powerful in-law family, but a woman who admires him.
After the meal, Zhou Jian'an volunteered to wash the dishes in the kitchen, which surprised Jiang Yu. "How could I let a guest like you wash the dishes?"
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