章 92: Chapter 92 Nuonuo, You've Become Naughty
Every car on the train was pretty much full.
Jiang Xu was holding on to the compartment walls with both hands, providing An Nuonuo with a small space.
The young girl kept her head down, not daring to look at Jiang Xu.
She curled up into a little ball, like a small quail.
Due to his height, Jiang Xu could catch waves of fragrance coming from An Nuonuo's hair.
It was like a mix of mint and osmanthus.
Looking at the shy An Nuonuo, Jiang Xu smiled and said, "How are you going to thank me for helping you like this?"
"Next time you bully me, I'll spare you one bite," the girl replied.
Jiang Xu's voice was full of amusement, "Nuonuo, have you been influenced by some bad company? Who taught you all this?"
An Nuonuo, covering her mouth, laughed, "A big bad egg did."
Jiang Xu: "You're annoying."
An Nuonuo: "..."
Some guys, upon seeing An Nuonuo's exquisite beauty, began to subtly move towards her.
Such a top-notch girl was a rare sight in their lives.
Even in this day and age, there were still plenty of immoral creeps on the subway.
Jiang Xu's eyes instantly turned fierce, like a starving wolf selecting its prey.
"Back off! If you dare to approach again, I'll kill you!"
Only the timid and sleazy would resort to such shady tactics on the subway.
Seeing Jiang Xu, tall and strong with a fierce look, they immediately chickened out and retreated sulkily.
"What happened?" An Nuonuo asked, completely clueless.
Jiang Xu just smiled and said it was nothing.
Due to her angle, An Nuonuo didn't notice anything.
However, Li Yuanjuan saw everything.
A look of relief surfaced on her face.
In her opinion, a girl needed a man who could step up and shield her in crucial moments.
On this point, Jiang Xu was undoubtedly qualified.
While Jiang Xu took the mother and daughter to the zoo on one side,
On another, Zhang Xiaohui had actually gone to An Feng's house.
In the living room, the bedroom, the kitchen, the balcony, and the bathroom, she left some of her belongings.
You had to admit, middle-aged people knew how to play.
Afterward, the two of them sat on the couch.
Zhang Xiaohui leaned on An Feng's shoulder, her voice tender, "Ah, let me share something with you."
"What?" An Feng, smoking, looked down at her, continued to smoke.
"Your daughter, she is so beautiful, elegant and virtuous. I really like her.
Such a girl is very welcome in big families.
With proper grooming, she will have no problems marrying into a prominent family.
Moreover, she could also provide help in your career."
"That's not necessary," An Feng exhaled a puff of smoke, "My daughter has a very excellent boy by her side.
Although she doesn't say it, from her actions, she's clearly interested in him."
Zhang Xiaohui brushed it off, "He's just a young man who doesn't understand how the world works.
When he steps into society, he'll realize how harsh reality can be.
No matter how excellent the boy, he can't be compared with those from prominent families.
Given your daughter's attributes, she could transform from a sparrow into a phoenix."
An Feng frowned, "That boy is different. Besides, he did help us a lot when we were very poor."
In his heart, he already regarded Jiang Xu as his future son-in-law.
"You, don't you know how to think beyond?" Zhang Xiaohui said, disgruntled. "You can repay that kindness later on when you're rich, with a few million, or even tens of millions. Can't that repay him?
Is it necessary to involve your daughter's lifelong happiness?"
An Feng's frown deepened.
However, his heart did waver a bit.
Zhang Xiaohui wisely ended the conversation there, without saying much else.
Her eyes flickered, hiding whatever she was thinking.
...
Two days later, Jiang Xu and the others returned.
They all had a great time on the trip.
Especially, the relationship between him and An Nuonuo had deepened.
Before they returned, Jiang Xu sent An Feng a text message.
He was reminded to erase any possible traces.
Through Zhang Xiaohui's behavior, a rough guess was made about her character.
She was the repressed type.
When An Feng's home was unoccupied, chances are, she stayed there in those days.
An Feng replied that everything had been taken care of.
Even after Zhang Xiaohui left, he had fumigated the whole room with mosquito coils.
Virtuoso.
With this, Jiang Xu was reassured.
School was starting in about five or six days.
Jiang Xu did not plan to continue selling meals in the Internet cafe.
He would use the remaining days to focus fully on writing his novel and saving up drafts.
In the late afternoon, around five o'clock, when Jiang Xu returned home, he saw a weak-looking Fu Yanjie.
Before leaving home, he had given him the key.
"My god, what happened to you? Did you meet a succubus?" Jiang Xu looked shocked.
"You've got the nerve to ask." Fu Yanjie was furious. "You scum went off to enjoy yourself, oblivious of how much my workload has increased!"
Zhang Yuanyuan was there too, but didn't say much, just politely smiled.
Jiang Xu shrugged: "This is a test for you. School's about to start and we're no longer in business.
Take the next few days to rest properly."
Fu Yanjie didn't have any objections.
The novelty had worn off.
Plus, he had lost hope after being rejected by Wang Xiaoyuan a few times.
The magnificent vows he made at the start had now gone with the wind.
But Zhang Yuanyuan was a bit disappointed.
Coming from an average family, she had hoped to earn a bit more money.
"Wait a moment, you two."
Jiang Xu got up and went back into his room.
Not long after, he came out.
He placed two red envelopes before them.
"One each. The amount is the same. Thank you both for your hard work."
Fu Yanjie was thrilled and opened his right there.
"Oh ho, five hundred yuan, that's generous."
Zhang Yuanyuan hesitated although she wanted to take it.
She felt that she did not deserve that much.
Fu Yanjie shoved the red envelope into her hand: "Take it. Jiang Xu's like a son to me, just showing us some filial piety."
Jiang Xu: "Want a taste of my hand?"
In just over a month's time, they made about thirty thousand yuan from selling boxed lunches.
Fu Yanjie didn't make much money himself.
However, the experience was greatly beneficial for his future.
Most people who venture into entrepreneurship start during their university years.
Fu Yanjie had already overtaken them by two versions.
There was another red envelope, saved for An Nuonuo tomorrow.
Although she was now well-off, what should be given must be given.
"We'll make a move first."
Fu Yanjie and Zhang Yuanyuan left. On their way, Fu Yanjie asked if she wanted to have milk tea, his treat.
Zhang Yuanyuan shook her head.
Fu Yanjie: "Then you treat me, I want to drink."
Zhang Yuanyuan gave a shy smile: "Ok."
Jiang Xu, who was standing at the door, saw that the two of them were quite close and couldn't help looking forward to it.
There was a chance for these two.
He went back to his room and started writing.
During the days he was away, he could write about eight thousand to ten thousand words a night.
The next few days would be dedicated to seclusion and writing.
Twelve hours or more a day.
In the meanwhile, after a difficult summer of filming,
"Those Miserable Years of Youth" was about to be released!
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