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Chapter 18 - Moving house

Zhu Suosuo was after his money, and he was after her; both were interested, so they were a perfect match. As for dating and marriage, perhaps they should forget about it? Why not just find a woman to divide the inheritance?

Yao Bin then took Zhu Suosuo to work. Yang Ke naturally didn't say anything. Sales management is easy. As long as the houses are sold, it doesn't matter whether you go to the office or not, let alone something as trivial as being late.

Seeing Zhu Suosuo's unusual behavior, Yang Ke naturally understood what was going on. This little girl had still gotten on Yao Bin's pirate ship. However, they were both adults, so he couldn't say anything. He was just Zhu Suosuo's superior, not her father.

At the university cafeteria in Shanghai, Zhang Anren and Jiang Nansun were having lunch together. After Zhang Anren coaxed them for a while, they made up again. Maybe Jiang Nansun is just like that?

"Nan Sun, try this. It's your favorite tomato and egg stir-fry." Zhang Anren picked up a piece of food and put it on Jiang Nan Sun's plate. Suddenly, Jiang Nan Sun's phone rang. It was a message from Zhu Suo Suo.

Clicking on it reveals an orange transfer notification: "Zhu Suosuo requests payment of 20,000 yuan." Wait! She did borrow money from Zhu Suosuo yesterday, but she said she didn't have any then.

When Zhu Suosuo arrived at the company today, she remembered what her best friend had said last night. Although it was money Yao Bin had given her, she could use it as she pleased, right? Her best friend was using the money to pay Yao Bin back. What the hell was going on?

Jiang Nansun: "SuoSuo, you struck it rich? Didn't you have nothing yesterday?"

Zhu Suosuo: "Oh, Nansun, don't ask anymore. I got my commission in advance from my boss. You're my best friend, I can't let you suffer, right?"

She dared not say where the money came from.

Jiang Nansun: "Okay, thank you, my dear sister! I'll pay you back later."

Without hesitation, she took advantage of her long-standing sisterly relationship with Zhu Suosuo and directly transferred the money to Yao Bin. So, after all the twists and turns, she ended up back with Yao Bin? Is this a case of the economy being a circle, where one person's consumption equals another person's income?

That's right. Yao Bin's spending is Zhu Suosuo's income, although spending 100,000 yuan at once is a bit expensive.

While transferring the money, Jiang Nansun secretly glanced at Zhang Anren and noticed that the latter was looking elsewhere. Whether he saw it or pretended not to, they tacitly refrained from mentioning the matter again.

"My dad doesn't care about our affairs anymore, but he only gives me 2,000 yuan a month for living expenses, and that stopped after I found a job," Jiang Nansun said, unsure whether she was happy or unhappy.

Zhang Anren said, "It's alright, you still have me, right? Your uncle will stop your card, I'll support you." He wasn't lying, but this support meant regular support; high-end spending was obviously out of the question, since that was Zhang Anren's income.

Jiang Nansun was very satisfied with his attitude: "Thank you, that's enough. Don't worry, I believe we can definitely make more money."

She never thought money was hard to earn; if she didn't have money, she could just ask her mom and dad. What was so difficult about that? She thought money was easy to earn in society.

"Don't worry, Nansun, we will definitely make a name for ourselves in Shanghai." Zhang Anren squeezed her hand, feeling very happy at this moment. His girlfriend's family finally stopped interfering in their affairs, and he could just focus on his career.

"It's definitely possible." Jiang Nansun was also full of confidence, chuckling to himself that the hard times were just around the corner.

Zhu Suosuo finally finished her workday and was about to wait for the bus when she suddenly spotted a familiar car. Wasn't that Yao Bin's Porsche? What was it doing here? Was it here to pick her up from get off work?

She might have believed it if it were any other man, but she knew Yao Bin all too well; he was very free-spirited and not at all the so-called "simp."

"Get in the car, what are you standing there for? Don't you recognize me?" Yao Bin's voice came through the rolled-down window! The reason he came to pick up Zhu Suosuo from get off work today was simply that he wanted to exercise together that evening.

"Brother Bin, what brings you here?" Zhu Suosuo was pleasantly surprised and sat in the passenger seat as she spoke.

"I'll come pick you up from get off work, why aren't you happy? I'm not coming tomorrow."

Yao Bin said jokingly, "Besides, he wasn't going to come tomorrow anyway."

"Brother Bin, you're just making fun of me."

Then the two went to eat. Zhu Suosuo seemed very happy. Just then, Luo Jiaming called again, and even after they hung up, he kept calling! A little while later, it was Zhu Suosuo's uncle calling.

She couldn't hang up now; her uncle was her elder, and she had to receive him.

"Hello, Uncle, what's the matter?" Zhu Suosuo asked cautiously.

"Xiao Suo, your uncle just wants to ask why you didn't come home last night, and whether you'll be back tonight?" He was forced into this situation, and besides, his niece is so grown up, he can't control her anymore.

As for who forced him, it was of course Luo Jiaming's mother. As for why? It's because Luo Jiaming was acting like he was going to die at home, and his mother was heartbroken, so she could only pester him to make a phone call.

"I...I'll come back after I eat." Zhu Suosuo thought she should go back.

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Suosuo felt a bit listless. The originally exquisite dishes had lost their appeal, and she didn't know what to do. Because she and Yao Bin weren't really boyfriend and girlfriend, and it was impossible for them to move in together, being controlled by her uncle like this was really annoying. Although she knew her uncle meant well, she was already grown up.

"What's wrong? Are you having trouble?" Yao Bin asked, genuinely unsure of what was wrong with her.

"I'd better not tell you, I'm afraid you'll get angry."

"Go ahead and say it."

"So what should I do now?" Zhu Suosuo said, glancing at Yao Bin's expression. Unconsciously, she had become Yao Bin's lapdog. Was this still the usual Zhu Suosuo?

"Oh, about that! It's only natural that people care about you. I'll go back with you later to take a look," Yao Bin said after thinking for a moment.

"Really?" Zhu Suosuo was pleasantly surprised.

"Of course it's true."

Afterwards, Yao Bin took Zhu Suosuo to pick out some gifts. It seemed she was preparing to move. After all, she had lived in their house for so many years, so it wouldn't be right not to give her some gifts.

She bought her uncle a watch, her aunt a bracelet, and Luo Jiaming also received a gift.

"Brother Bin, thank you for spending so much." Zhu Suosuo said gratefully. The expense was over two hundred thousand yuan, which really proved the saying: It's good to be rich!

"Don't be shy, your brother Bin has plenty of money."

Zhu Suosuo nodded. Yao Bin certainly had plenty of money. If he weren't so promiscuous, he would be perfect! Oh well, let's just take it one step at a time! The two quickly drove to this alley. Yao Bin had been here once before, so he knew the way like the back of his hand.

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