Lu Fan hadn't expected Jiang Yixia to outmaneuver him.
Still, as he drank the lean pork soup, brimming with her "affection," he felt that victory wasn't far off.
That's just how it was sometimes.
Women get tired of playing the field and start to yearn for pure love.
Have too much money, and you start talking about how you're "not interested in money."
Wield too much power, and you find yourself envying the carefree life of a beggar.
Once a person's threshold surpassed the limits of an ordinary life...
...their desires would always veer off in strange and unexpected directions.
That evening, after finishing the soup, he left Jinmei District.
Meanwhile, his assistant, Jiali, had also found a commercial space for Jiang Yixia—one with excellent feng shui in a prime location.
Of course, this particular storefront was still operating as a clothing store during the day.
By night, it was being transferred for a price of 400,000.
