Sometimes, mental attacks can break one's defenses more easily, just like how Wang Xing discovered his monthly salary is less than half of "Big Yellow's".
Initially, the two were planning to grab a meal, but after taking a stimulating call from a client, old Wang was out in no time.
Even though he only joined for a week, landing a deal as soon as possible would surely help him find footing at the company faster.
With a girlfriend by his side, he's no longer the lazy young man who used to just trade empty promises with his boss.
Seeing "Big Yellow", a dog, working hard to earn money for its owner, Wang Xing felt that as a human, he could tolerate losing to Su Qing, but losing to a dog, no way.
At five in the afternoon, Wen Nanqing came over with her daughter; as soon as the little girl entered, she politely greeted him with a "Hello, Uncle," and then darted into the dog house to drag "Big Yellow" out.
Almost instantly, we heard a woeful whimper from "Big Yellow", who, facing this sticky rice ball-like little girl, knew intuitively it shouldn't bite.
Luckily, the living room here is large, and with the landlord around, the two—a person and a dog—had all the space to frolic about. Soon enough, "Big Yellow's" freshly styled fur was adorned with rows of small elastics, making it look like a dog punk, prompting giggles from the little girl.
"Sorry to disturb you again," the landlady said somewhat embarrassedly as she accepted the warm water he handed over.
"It's fine, I never expected 'Big Yellow' would be so popular with kids," Su Qing said nonchalantly.
After all, he wasn't the one babysitting; he could naturally enjoy his relaxation.
Even the most obedient child is still in their people-vexing, dog-irking phase; it's better if someone else handles them. Thankfully, in his home, he has a dog babysitter.
"Oh, Wen, how did my boss convince you to buy a property and lease it to her?"
Seeing the person himself, he couldn't help but ask, especially since the two had quite a scuffle yesterday, and his shoulder still hurt.
"She said she wanted to rent next door, so I tried to figure something out; anyway, money in the bank keeps depreciating, might as well invest in real estate. I have some cash but lack the business acumen, so this is the only way I could think of; ahh, I really envy your boss's capability," Wen Nanqing explained to him, as it was agreed last night, not worrying about any slip-ups.
Upon hearing this, Su Qing was at a loss for words—does that even sound logical?
She says she has a little money, but is there some misunderstanding of the word 'little'? He visited next door yesterday; the area must be at least 150 square meters, more spacious than here, just not a duplex layout.
Such an apartment, excluding decoration, in Jiang City's real estate market, would cost no less than two million—this is called a little money?
Besides, who knows how many properties she owns? It's undeniable, whenever the stock market starts to show promise, just before getting exuberant, he gets hit with a setback. He suddenly understood Wang Xing's feelings just now.
It's worse than literally killing him.
"By the way, Su, you don't have a girlfriend yet, right? I think your boss is pretty good—beautiful and wealthy. If you can get with her, you'll save yourself decades of detours, right? Lady, I'm helping you out here, shouldn't you at least thank me?" Wen Nanqing tucked her hair to her ear and laughed softly.
Even though this woman already has a five-year-old child, she is utterly flawless herself—a head of black hair elegantly tied with a jade hairpin, a watercolor-themed long dress showcasing her grace.
Right-angled shoulders, butterfly back, an ant waist, a peachy bottom, slim legs, petite, slender yet not lacking where it matters, her mere lateral pose sitting gives her a woman's complete allure.
Because of this, Su Qing could only secretly shake his head with a sigh, thinking, 'Such a pity.'
Pity he doesn't possess "Cao's" ambition; otherwise, it wouldn't be impossible, besides he wouldn't dare mess with women without kids, let alone this one.
"Wen, give it up, don't you know my boss appears as a city diva but is actually a violent maniac, biting people for no reason, sharp teeth; I wouldn't dare have any improper thoughts, anyway we're just friends... Nevermind, she'll move in next door anyway, I guess I'll have to endure it."
He intended to say he met Shen Yi through a car accident, and actually didn't have much of a connection, nor was it that the boss fancied him. But considering why he should mention this to a landlady, he refrained.
But though unintentional, Wen Nanqing listened with interest, covering her mouth in disbelief, "She bites? No way!"
"Oh, yes she does," Su Qing replied, pulling his collar to show the bite marks on his collarbone, "Wen look, bitten yesterday, I'm covered in bruises, ugh, wondering when this end comes."
Upon hearing such words, if Wen Nanqing didn't know Shen Yi, she would definitely laugh and comfort him saying women biting indicates intimacy, but knowing each other for years, they know their mutual circles.
Ever since hearing Su Qing's name from Shen Yi's mouth, she knows this close friend might have the tendency to become an older woman devouring younger guys—seeing now, indeed, it's begun, gnawing away, preferring fresher prey?
"Gosh, such strength, is she crazy!"
Su Qing nods: "She is quite crazy, indeed women know women best; the description is vivid."
During their chat, he didn't notice Wen Nanqing's excitement; she couldn't wait to share this with Tang in the capital.
No wonder she didn't let me visit yesterday—secretly indulging.
Thinking of this, Wen Nanqing couldn't help usurp a chuckle—oh Shen Yi, your dark history has grown again.
"What, should I not rent it to her then?" Wen Nanqing tentatively asked.
Su Qing: "Please don't, it's not that necessary—besides, you've already signed the contract, relax, even though she's the boss, she can't really trouble me. I've trained in arresting skills, so there'll be no undue grievance; see, yesterday I slapped her down in one move."
"Where did you pin her down? Her waist, or her butt?"
Su Qing: "I..."
"Wen, you now seem incredibly gossip-minded."
Wen Nanqing: "What's there to be afraid of, no one else is here, hurry up and share."
Five minutes later, Wen Nanqing rolled her eyes with an unimpressed expression, "That's it?"
Su Qing: ???
Although the landlady looks very attractive, for some reason, he feels this landlady is somewhat unconventional—not in terms of conduct, just temperament-wise, how should one put it... She seems eager for him to do something outrageous to Shen Yi.
"Listen up, boy, you know, don't spoil a woman too much, you need to be firm when necessary."
"What? You think she's too aggressive? No, no, no, as a woman, I understand women better than you do, even if she's formidable, she's just a girl—if she's a girl, she can be wooed."
"Here's some advice, get some alcohol and make sure she's drunk—oh, by the way, what's your drinking capacity?"
"Three bottles? Not bad, you say beer? Oh dear, forget it, better just wash up and sleep!"
As the little girl and "Big Yellow" roll on the living room floor, Wen Nanqing suggests he regain manhood and secure his boss, but upon hearing his drinking capacity is merely three beers, she immediately dropped the idea.