It was nearly ten o’clock at night when Yan Feifan left his bedroom for the bathroom. He found Zeng Ni wearing his sister’s pajamas, sitting cross-legged on the living room sofa, eating snacks and watching TV with his sister.
Yan Feifan had to hand it to the shameless woman.
She had used her connection to Yu Suye to shamelessly come over for a free meal, and now she had quickly bonded with his sister, practically becoming her bestie.
From the looks of it, she was planning to spend the night.
’Your little scheme won’t succeed.’
Yan Feifan shot her a sidelong glance before turning and heading into the bathroom.
When he came out, his sister followed him into his bedroom.
Yan Feifan obediently got into bed and lay down. Looking at his sister, who was sitting by the bed, he warned, "Sis, that Zeng Ni has ulterior motives. Don’t let her fool you."
Yan Ziruo chuckled. "I know, I know. She’s just trying to get on your good side by buttering me up."
"She told me everything, laid it all out. Said she just wants to act as a go-between and earn a little spending money."
"I’m not getting involved in this. You can handle it yourself."
Yan Feifan was a bit puzzled. ’Is she really being this straightforward, or is this direct approach just a cover for some bigger scheme?’
"Oh, Feifan, Uncle is coming back this weekend. I’ve arranged for him to stay at Xia Yan’s place downstairs for the time being."
Yan Feifan hummed in acknowledgment. "Downstairs is good. He’ll be right under our noses. We can keep a close eye on him for a while and see how it goes."
He then asked, "Hey, did you clear it with Xia Yan?"
"How’s she doing at the music conservatory in Jingcheng?"
Yan Ziruo nodded. "Of course I did."
"She said she’s doing great at the conservatory. To accommodate her condition, they even arranged a quiet apartment for her."
"She also said that living alone forces her to be self-reliant and adapt. Between that and sticking to her treatment, her tolerance for sound has improved a lot."
Yan Feifan said softly, "Her sound sensitivity is partly psychological."
"By actively adapting instead of running from it, her recovery will only get faster."
Yan Ziruo sighed with emotion. "Suffering really does make you stronger."
"If she hadn’t accidentally discovered that the man she was married to was a huge scumbag, Mrs. Xia would never have found the determination and perseverance to overcome her issues."
Yan Ziruo said excitedly, "Feifan, that scumbag got two and a half years, Mrs. Xia got the divorce, and she’s gotten quite used to living in Jingcheng..."
"So, what about her apartment downstairs?"
Yan Feifan countered, "You want to buy it for Uncle?"
Yan Ziruo rolled her eyes. "This apartment is worth over twenty million. How could we?"
"Uncle said he’s getting along well with Mrs. Xia, and she has her own place."
"I mean, we should buy it for ourselves."
"You can have one, and I’ll have the other. After we get married and start our own families, we can be neighbors, one upstairs and one downstairs. Wouldn’t that be great?"
Yan Feifan secretly pouted and muttered under his breath, ’It’d be better if you married someone far away. I don’t want you bossing me around forever.’
"Feifan, what did you say?" Yan Ziruo’s eyes flashed.
"Nothing," Yan Feifan denied quickly.
"An apartment in a prime location like that... Xia Yan might not even want to sell."
"Besides, she has her own friends and family. Even if she does sell, she might not sell it to us."
Yan Ziruo declared boldly, "Then it’s a matter of the highest bidder wins. We’re not who we used to be."
"Once the infusion controller hits the market, we’ll become instant billionaires! Ha ha..."
Yan Feifan couldn’t help but point out, "That’s only if the infusion controller is a massive hit. And even then, it’s just wealth on paper. It would be hard to liquidate that much cash."
Yan Ziruo said smugly, "Feifan, I know more about this stuff than you do. That’s our valuation, our net worth. The banks will recognize it."
"We could easily get a loan for tens of millions against it from a bank."
Not wanting to discuss it further, Yan Feifan changed the subject. "Sis, don’t forget to buy me a decent suit for the reception this Saturday."
"I won’t forget. I’ll make sure to get you a nice formal suit."
Yan Ziruo replied impatiently, then urged, "Now hurry up and go to sleep."
"How come the more you talk tonight, the more awake you get?"
"No more talking. Sleep!"
Yan Feifan lay back down, closed his eyes, cleared his mind, and tried to fall asleep.
Just as he was starting to feel drowsy, he heard his phone ring.
"It’s a call from Mr. Yu of Baining Medical Technology."
Yan Feifan sat up, took the phone his sister handed him, and answered the call.
"Mr. Yu, good evening."