Normally, she would have already snapped back.
It's only 300 million, why is it such a big blow to her?
Fu Nanxiao retorted sarcastically, "Are you stupid? Jiang Weijie is struggling financially, why are you helping him raise funds to redeem his property? Are you two close? Three hundred million, can you even afford to pay it back?!"
Four profound questions, each more insightful than the last.
Jiang Yilai could actually detect a hint of concern in his impatient tone.
She roused herself and said in a low voice, "Jiang Weijie said that the building was left to me by my mother."
Fu Nanxiao was taken aback.
He suddenly remembered how she had a fever last night, yet still murmured "Mom."
The nameless anger of disappointment and frustration in my heart was suddenly extinguished.
He softened his tone slightly: "So you're determined to borrow 300 million to buy the building?"
"It's not necessarily true."
Jiang Yilai shook her head: "Buildings are inanimate, but people are alive. I won't risk everything for the building, but I'll try my best."
Fortunately, I wasn't completely stupid.
Fu Nanxiao hummed in agreement.
Jiang Yilai glanced at him; his expression remained cold.
But she suddenly felt a little impulsive.
She couldn't help but ask, "Fu Nanxiao... are you concerned about me?"
Fu Nanxiao paused, then fell silent.
In the silence, Jiang Yilai's heart began to pound.
A hopeful light rose in her eyes.
Faced with her direct gaze, a hint of unease flashed across Fu Nanxiao's eyes.
Why is this woman so blunt!
He looked away and snorted, "I'm just afraid you'll get into trouble and cause problems for the Fu family!"
The light in Jiang Yilai's eyes went out in an instant.
really.
She shouldn't have had any expectations.
Jiang Yilai felt an indescribable sadness. She nodded and said sullenly, "I'm tired. I'm going back to my room."
Fu Nanxiao watched her dejected figure as she walked away, feeling somewhat irritated.
If he doesn't care about her, is he just bored and has nothing better to do than pay attention to these things?!
It's only 300 million. Why not come to her wealthy husband who's right next to her, instead of going through all the trouble of finding that third-rate lawyer?
Fu Nanxiao was angry, but when he looked down at the documents, Jiang Yilai's suppressed and unhappy face kept appearing in his mind.
She was sick last night because of his mistake and just recovered this morning. Now she's suffering this kind of blow. I hope she won't get sick again and be unable to get out of bed.
The document was filled with dense text, but not a single word caught Fu Nanxiao's eye.
He looked at the closed bedroom door and felt extremely agitated.
Ugh, women are such a hassle!
Fu Nanxiao looked at it for a while longer, but he just couldn't concentrate.
He tossed aside the documents and called Jin Zisong.
The call connected, and Jin Zisong's voice came through: "Boss, what's wrong?"
Fu Nanxiao frowned, his thin lips pressed together, and asked a question: "Zisong, how do you make an unhappy woman happy?"
"Boss, why would you ask such a question?" Jin Zisong asked in surprise, "Did you upset your wife?"
"no!"
Fu Nanxiao denied it, and said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly."
"Okay, okay, let me think about it."
Jin Zisong was puzzled. When had he ever seen his boss trying to please a woman?
He couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
It seems the eldest brother really cares about his sister-in-law!
"Generally speaking, to please a woman, you have to give her gifts."
What gift?
"Flowers, jewelry, bags, and the like—the more expensive the better!"
Fu Nanxiao nodded; none of these were problems for him.
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