Chapter 35: Do You Have Women Spending Your Money?

 Chapter 35: Do You Have Women Spending Your Money?

The bed was too soft, and Nan Huang slept soundly. She felt a bit dizzy from sleeping too deeply when she woke up in the morning. Opening her wardrobe, she picked out a random outfit from the packed closet.

After dressing, Nan Huang checked herself in the mirror. Not bad, everything seemed normal.

She wondered if she looked anything like Bai Yuanguang in Rong Wuye's heart.

But who cared? He hadn't mentioned it, so she didn't need to change. Besides, the clothes in this wardrobe were placed there by Rong Wuye, meant for her to wear.

Opening the bedroom door, she saw Tian Ma waiting outside.

Tian Ma smiled and said, "Miss, you're up. Fifth Master is waiting for you to have breakfast together."

"He's waiting for me?"

"Yes, Fifth Master probably didn't sleep well last night, so he woke up early. He went to the kitchen and instructed them to prepare breakfast with the freshest ingredients, all harvested from the estate's fields this morning," Tian Ma said with a smile.

"He didn't sleep well?" Nan Huang asked.

Tian Ma continued smiling, "Miss, you don't need to worry about that. Our Fifth Master is sensitive to the cold and has always had trouble sleeping. It's normal."

They chatted all the way, and when they reached the stairs, Nan Huang saw the man sitting on the genuine leather sofa in the living room.

On the black leather sofa, the man's long legs naturally crossed, his right hand in a cast resting casually on the armrest. He rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt with his left hand, revealing a perfect wrist. He held a phone horizontally, furrowing his brows slightly, and then tapping it casually. There was a trace of fatigue under his eyes.

It seemed like he hadn't slept well, and his mood today didn't seem great either.

"Crazy man," Nan Huang called out.

Rong Wuye lifted his head and then gave her a thorough once-over.

"Are you going to school today?"

"Are you playing chess?"

They both asked simultaneously.

And then, they both nodded.

Their unspoken questions and responses seemed to have lightened the man's troubled mood a bit.

He stood up, casually placing his hands in his pockets. "Let's have breakfast. They made pan-fried dumplings in the kitchen, stuffed with shepherd's purse."

Nan Huang heard "shepherd's purse" and remembered what Tian Ma had said, so she asked, "Freshly picked this morning?"

Rong Wuye nodded.

"Did you pick them?" Nan Huang asked curiously.

Rong Wuye stopped in his tracks and turned his head. "No."

He then turned and walked away.

The meat was fresh, and the shepherd's purse was freshly picked from the fields. The dumplings tasted tender and delicious. Nan Huang enjoyed them thoroughly, taking two bites in one go.

Rong Wuye looked at her and said, "I'll take you to school later. Send me a message in advance before you finish school, and I'll come pick you up."

Nan Huang raised her head. "No need."

Rong Wuye stared deeply into her eyes.

Seeing his deep gaze, Nan Huang was momentarily taken aback.

"Alright," Nan Huang took a sip of soy milk, "Is it on your way?"

He wanted to drive her to school, and she seemed unwilling. Why?

Shouldn't she be happy about it?

Rong Wuye clenched his jaw for a moment, then said, "It's very much on the way."

Nan Huang perked up.

Why did it suddenly seem like he wasn't happy about it?

Nan Huang wiped her mouth with a napkin and then said, "I said you don't have to pick me up because I was thinking about the fact that you didn't sleep well last night. As the CEO of the company, you have a lot of work, and if you have some extra time, taking a break would be good. I'm a grown-up, I can go to school by myself. If you go out of your way to pick me up, it might be tiring."

Rong Wuye looked at her. "So, you're concerned about me?"

"Yes," Nan Huang replied.

Rong Wuye's expression brightened suddenly, and a smile played at the corner of his lips. "Don't worry, I don't have a full schedule today. I can make time for a nap in the afternoon at the office. I won't get tired."

Yang Bo, who had just arrived, couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Not busy? Not tired? Rong Wuye might have to cancel several meetings today.

What about the company's work?

Nan Huang got into Rong Wuye's car, with Yang Bo driving. The luxury car stopped right in front of the main gate of West City University, attracting the attention of many students. Quite a few students, both male and female, stared at the luxurious car.

"Whose son or daughter is this? I've never seen this car before."

"You've never seen it because there are only three of these top-tier limited edition cars in the world. Oh my God, I can't believe I'm seeing the actual car of this model in my lifetime."

"Only three in the world? Isn't that super expensive?"

"I remember it was in a magazine. It costs at least a few hundred million. I'm not exactly sure."

"You guys, look, she's coming out!"

"Who is that?"

"I can't believe it... she's so beautiful. Who is she? I've never seen her before."

"We have such a beautiful girl in our school? How come I didn't know about her?"

"At the very least, she must be a department beauty."

"That's an understatement."

"Could she be kept by someone? Look, there seems to be a man in the car."

"I thought she was from a wealthy family, but turns out she's just a kept woman."

Sarcastic comments filled the air.

Some students discreetly took out their phones and snapped a few pictures, then posted them on the campus network.

After Nan Huang got out of the car, Rong Wuye pointed at his phone.

"Calls: 3, Messages: 5."

"Got it."

Nan Huang had thought about sending Rong Wuye a message as soon as she got out of the car.

She opened WeChat and sent a message directly.

Nan Huang: Did you link your phone to the black card you gave me?

In the car, Rong Wuye's expression turned icy as if melting spring snow.

He typed a response.

Rong Wuye: I linked it.

Nan Huang: Then won't my spending bother you?

Rong Wuye: It won't bother me. You can use it freely.

Nan Huang: Okay.

In the car, Rong Wuye stared at the messages, waiting for her to continue.

"Making money seems to be quite good," Rong Wuye suddenly said.

"Huh?" Yang Bo was momentarily stunned, then scratched his head. "Making money is indeed good."

Rong Wuye raised his head, and the sharpness in his eyes swept over

 the high-level executives. He looked at them deeply and then said to Yang Bo, "Pull up the detailed bank transaction records for me."

The high-level executives fell silent one by one. Did Rong Wuye suspect a financial problem and want to audit the accounts?

Yang Bo knew exactly what kind of transaction records Rong Wuye was referring to. He solemnly agreed and went out to retrieve the records.

(End of this chapter)