One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"Miss Feng, what exactly do you want?!"

Hearing the voice behind her, Jiang Bailan turned around and looked at Feng Shayan, who was still wearing a purple bra.

"Jiang Bailan, don't be like this. Don't you like to enjoy yourself? Isn't this better?" Feng Shayan said calmly, leaning against the door frame.

After what happened yesterday and having witnessed another side of Jiang Bailan, Feng Shayan decided to listen to her father and sacrifice a little bit of herself for the sake of the family.

Moreover, Jiang Bailan isn't too bad, and she can tolerate her. Besides, with her own abilities, the other party will eventually change those bad habits.

"Sigh! Never mind, come in and talk!"

Knowing that this couldn't be explained in just a few words, Jiang Bailan gestured for the other person to come with him, and then he heard the sound of a door closing.

Jiang Bailan: "???"

He couldn't understand what was wrong with the other person; he had no idea what was going on with them.

What are you still standing outside for?

Hearing the sound of sandpipers coming from inside the house, Jiang Bailan changed into new slippers and looked inside.

It would have been better if I hadn't looked; once I did, I was stunned.

It wasn't that they renovated it; they actually knocked down the walls of the entire floor to expand the space.

Did you get permission from the landlord to vandalize public property like this?

"landlord?"

Feng Shayan pulled out a red booklet with "Real Estate Ownership Certificate" written on it and threw it on the table, saying, "I have already bought this building, and I am the landlord."

Good guy!

Being rich really does make you arrogant!

They'll just go on a shopping spree at the drop of a hat!

Fine! Since they have the property certificate, they can change it however they want; it's none of my business.

He skillfully took off his shirt and lay face down on the bed.

Jiang Bailan wasn't embarrassed at all. He asked Nana to give him a massage, saying that after running around all day, he needed to loosen up his muscles.

As the massage began, that comfortable feeling returned.

The technique was even better than the service at Yunshan Wuhai; it was clear that this was a massage therapist specially trained by Tianxiahui.

"Miss Feng..."

Call me Sand Swallow.

He had barely opened his mouth when he was interrupted.

Jiang Bailan felt that calling her Sha Yan was inappropriate and decided to change her address.

"Yanzi, your father forced you to come here, didn't he?"

"No! I came by myself."

Ah! This!

Jiang Bailan originally thought that Feng Zhenghao had forced the other party, but she did not expect that the other party was willing. Am I that charming?

Just as Jiang Bailan was feeling smug, she heard Feng Shayan say, "Stop being so conceited. I just think you're a good match for me. Compared to the ugly ducklings I might meet in the future, you're not bad at all."

"So, Jiang Bailan, be my boyfriend!"

Uh……

Did I just get confessed to?

Hearing such a sincere confession, Jiang Bailan didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

In his opinion, sand martins are not bad; in fact, they could be considered high-quality females. But they are just not suitable for him.

how to say?

The two were like two parallel trains running on different tracks, seemingly close at hand, but never actually intersecting.

Since Feng Shayan was born into the Feng family, she could never escape them.

He himself was a carefree hermit, only wanting to live a life of leisure and pleasure.

"Yanzi, listen to my advice, you're too young, I can't handle this." Jiang Bailan said without changing his expression as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the massage.

"It's okay, if I can't hold it with one hand, I'll use both."

Jiang Bailan: "What are you saying?"

I suspect you were driving, but I have no proof.

"That was not what I meant."

"You mean you want feelings to develop over time? That's fine too."

This time, Jiang Bailan couldn't hold back any longer. She opened her eyes and stared at the other person, wanting to open her head and see what kind of waste material was inside.

How come he can drive better than an experienced driver like him?

"What I mean is, we're not a good match, and forcing us to be together will only hurt each other." Jiang Bailan glanced at the other person and then closed her eyes again.

At this moment, Feng Shayan took off her black coat and walked to the bedside wearing only a purple bra.

The masseuse, Nana, was very accommodating. She bowed and stepped outside the door, and thoughtfully closed it behind her.

Feng Shayan knelt on Jiang Bailan's body, using her hands to massage his body with her internal energy.

Not hearing a reply, Jiang Bailan curiously opened her eyes, only to find that the other person had disappeared. When she felt the change in the massage technique on her back, she was about to get up when Feng Shayan stopped her.

"do not move!"

“Yes, we are indeed not suitable for each other,” Feng Shayan said while massaging Jiang Bailan. “But I am serious. I don’t like you, but I can’t say I don’t hate you either. However, for the sake of the family’s interests and my father’s expectations, I can sincerely accept you.”

As she spoke, she leaned down and whispered in Jiang Bailan's ear, her expression calm, "For the family, I can give everything..."

OK OK...

They're even using tropes from online novels, aren't they!

Is this guy trying to play me, trying to force a fait accompli?

However, Jiang Bailan didn't have time to think about all that right now. When the other person's delicate skin pressed against his back, he just felt very angry.

With her hands braced on the bed, Jiang Bailan used her strength to flip herself over and push the other person down onto the bed.

Thinking that the other party was going to force itself on it, the sand gull had no intention of resisting and looked like it was ready to be picked at will.

As mentioned earlier, for the sake of her family, she ultimately couldn't escape it. Even if it wasn't Jiang Bailan, it would have been Li Bailan, or Wang Bailan...

"Alright! Get up!"

Wearing a T-shirt, Jiang Bailan stood on the balcony enjoying the breeze, afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself if he stayed inside any longer.

"What? Are you not interested in me, or is my figure not good enough?" Feng Shayan said as she sat up.

“That’s not the reason,” Jiang Bailan said, fearing that the other person might try to force himself on her. He decided to find an excuse to appease him. “Yanzi, how about this? Let’s start as friends. That way we can get to know each other, and you can also give your father an explanation.”

Jiang Bailan was confident that Feng Shayan was currently under Feng Zhenghao's influence. She believed that once Feng Shayan spent some time with her and saw through her true nature, she would definitely reform.

Most importantly, Jiang Bailan was genuinely afraid that the other party would repeat what had just happened, fearing that he might lose control and accidentally escalate the situation.

This isn't like playing games with the ladies at Jinzun Foot Massage; he understands the difference between feelings and games.

After thinking for a moment, Feng Shayan felt that the suggestion was not bad, after all, what had just happened was not from her own heart.

Picking up her coat from the ground, Feng Shayan seemed to have shed some burden, and her speech became capable and carefree again. She tossed her short silver hair, added Jiang Bailan on WeChat, tossed a bank card aside, and strode away.

"This is the 10 yuan my father promised you, and Nana too. Remember to let her go after you're done."

Watching Feng Shayan pat his behind and leave, Jiang Bailan was furious and had nowhere to vent his anger. He decided that if he caught the guy Xu Si mentioned tomorrow, he would definitely make him pay.