CHAPTER 16: CHAPTER 16: ENTWINED LIKE SOFT RIBBONS

In the evening, after dinner was ready, Sang Yu was struggling with whether to call Jiang Jingming to ask if he was coming back for dinner.

After all, he had helped her so much.

But then she remembered in the original story, it seemed Jiang Jingming hardly ever came home, probably because he was busy at the police station.

While she was hesitating, the front door of the house was opened from outside.

"Why are you back?" Sang Yu looked at Jiang Jingming in surprise.

Jiang Jingming was puzzled, "Why do you ask that?"

Sang Yu realized she might have asked the wrong thing, and quickly said, "I was just about to call you to ask."

"What’s that smell, Captain? The smell in your house is amazing." Lin Wen poked his head out from behind Jiang Jingming.

"Hello, Sister-in-law."

"Lin’s here?" Sang Yu looked at Lin Wen.

This Lin Wen really sticks close to Jiang Jingming, doesn’t he...?

Thinking about Jiang Jingming’s indifferent attitude towards Song Jiajia in the original story, could it be...?

Sang Yu’s gaze at Jiang Jingming and Lin Wen gradually became more peculiar.

Lin Wen felt a chill down his spine, why did he feel Sister-in-law’s gaze was strange?

Jiang Jingming also sensed Sang Yu’s gaze, he couldn’t pinpoint what was odd, but it was indeed strange.

"Bring the stuff inside."

After Jiang Jingming entered, the people behind him came in carrying things.

Sang Yu knew that this was what Lin Wen was talking about, the things Jiang Jingming went to buy—TV, refrigerator, and sewing machine.

Actually, she wanted to say, she couldn’t use a sewing machine, so buying it wouldn’t be of much use.

But since it was bought, maybe it would come in handy.

The mall employees helped move the stuff; after that, they left.

Lin Wen looked at the dishes on the table and swallowed, "Sister-in-law, did you make all of this?"

Sang Yu smiled, "Yes, just in time. Let’s eat together."

Lin Wen glanced at Jiang Jingming, Jiang Jingming said, "Let’s eat together."

"Thank you, Sister-in-law, thank you, Captain."

Lin Wen couldn’t wait to sit down.

After the meal, Lin Wen grew even fonder of this Sister-in-law, she cooked too well.

"Sister-in-law, your cooking is really good; our Captain is lucky to have you."

Sang Yu laughed, "If you like it, eat more."

After seeing Lin Wen off, Sang Yu brought up the matter of returning home tomorrow with Jiang Jingming.

"If you’re busy, I can go back by myself," Sang Yu said casually.

Jiang Jingming paused while washing dishes, "No problem, I’m not busy."

Not busy? Then why did it seem like Jiang Jingming was very busy in the original story?

But since he said he’s not busy, she’s certainly happy with it, since having Jiang Jingming around would make getting money easier tomorrow.

"Alright, then let’s return together tomorrow. I’ll head upstairs first."

Jiang Jingming: "Alright."

A good night’s sleep

Except, Jiang Jingming got up to wash the sheets again.

The next day, Sang Yu saw the sheets hanging in the yard, different from yesterday’s, and couldn’t help but marvel at how clean Jiang Jingming was.

The sheets have been washed after just one use.

After breakfast, Jiang Jingming drove Sang Yu back to the tenement building.

Seeing the bicycle downstairs, Sang Yu knew Song Jiajia was back too.

Sang Yu and Jiang Jingming got out of the car and headed upstairs. As soon as they reached the door, they heard Song Jiajia’s voice.

"Dad, Mom, I already told you, this money is for Brother Lu to do business, and Brother Lu can earn it back soon."

Song Jiajia was getting impatient, especially after seeing Jiang Jingming supporting Sang Yu.

She wished Lu Hao could become rich now and stomp Sang Yu into the ground.

Last night, she returned home and told Lu Hao about the business plan, and Lu Hao agreed.

Now it’s only the money that’s missing.

So this morning, Song Jiajia came to ask Song Zhenhua and Chen Jinlan for money.

Lu Hao was silent on the side, anyway, if he could get it, he would take it; if not, so be it.

As long as Song Jiajia was there, there would be money, be it more or less.

"Dad, Mom, there’s still money at home, just give it to him. When Brother Lu earns money, he’ll double the return for you."

Song Jiajia’s voice was urgent.

Sang Yu wasn’t in a hurry to go in, Jiang Jingming looked at Sang Yu, puzzled.

Sang Yu grabbed Jiang Jingming’s hand and made a shushing gesture.

The people inside didn’t notice them outside the door.

Jiang Jingming stiffened when Sang Yu grabbed his arm.

The girl’s hand felt like a soft ribbon wrapped around his arm.

His earlobes were so red they could almost bleed, his palms slightly sweated, and he unconsciously clenched his fists to control his inner heat.

He didn’t dare move and maintained the position of being held.

Sang Yu was carefully listening to the sounds inside, unaware of the man’s abnormality.

Song Zhenhua’s voice sounded: "What kind of business are you going to do?"

Song Zhenhua asked not Song Jiajia, but Lu Hao.

If one intends to do business, one should have a plan, at least know what they want to do.

Instead of it being all talk without substance.

Lu Hao couldn’t answer; how would he know what business to do? He merely agreed to it last night because he heard Song Jiajia say they could ask the family for money.

He was a temporary worker in a factory; how would he know what to do?

Song Zhenhua’s sharp gaze fell on Lu Hao, who stammered and couldn’t say anything.

Song Jiajia hurriedly said, "Dad, Brother Lu plans to go into selling clothes."

She vaguely remembered that in the previous life, Lu Hao became wealthy by selling clothes.

"Selling clothes?" Song Zhenhua squinted his sharp eyes.

"Yes." Lu Hao could only follow Song Jiajia’s words.

"This matter is of great importance; we need to think it over carefully." Song Zhenhua felt that Lu Hao was too rash and indecisive; this matter would likely be difficult to succeed.

If he had known earlier, he shouldn’t have agreed to the exchange marriage solely based on Song Jiajia’s few words.

Song Jiajia urgently said, "Dad, stop thinking about it. I’m sure Brother Lu will definitely succeed. We need to seize the time, or the opportunity will be taken by someone else."

She felt that going into business now would certainly be more profitable than doing it later.

Lu Hao also didn’t understand why Song Jiajia was so sure.

Seeing Song Zhenhua still hesitating, Song Jiajia suddenly leaned over and whispered something in Song Zhenhua’s ear.

Song Zhenhua’s face changed instantly, his eyes sharply focused on Song Jiajia: "Are you sure?"

Chen Jinlan and Lu Hao looked curiously at the father and daughter.

Song Jiajia nodded confidently, "I’m sure!"

Song Jiajia was actually telling Song Zhenhua that once Lu Hao succeeded in business, he would certainly become the next factory director.

She remembered in the previous life, it was two years later when Song Zhenhua rose to become the new factory director thanks to Lu Hao’s success.

Song Zhenhua’s hesitation lessened. Seeing this, Song Jiajia also felt less anxious.

Let Song Zhenhua consider it well; seeing him about to nod soon, Song Jiajia continued to push hard: "Dad, anyway, even if you don’t give it to me now, it will eventually be swindled away by Sang Yu."

Thinking of Sang Yu’s changes, Song Zhenhua no longer hesitated: "Alright, wait!"

Sang Yu heard everything clearly outside the door; the current state of the house insulation was to blame.

Jiang Jingming generally despised such eavesdropping behavior, but seeing Sang Yu’s sly face now, he found it utterly adorable.

Sang Yu listened to the sounds of the door opening and closing, knowing that the money had been taken out.

Appearing at this time is simply heaven-sent timing!