Chapter 60

"Sure!" Guo Fatzi said with a serious tone, "I think you look very sick."

"You're the one who's sick... you..." Yang Kang couldn't help but laugh, wondering if this was a way to insult someone.

"Tell me honestly, who are you angry with, and why did you end up like this, hurting your liver and lungs?" Guo Fatzi stood up and said, "I have nothing to do these days. How about I come over and live with you? Anyway, I need to eat too!"

Yang Kang thought for a moment and asked, "Do you mean you'll cook for me?"

"Exactly!" Guo Fatzi said, "It's hot these days, and I don't want to go out to collect old stuff. I'm fat, and I'm afraid of the heat."

"Great!" Yang Kang smiled, "It's best if you come. I'm alone, and I'm bored every day."

He was telling the truth. He was indeed alone. Every day, he would wake up, open the door, and just sit there, bored out of his mind. It would be great to have someone to talk to, especially someone he got along with, like this fat guy.

"Let's go out to eat today. Look, we made so much money today," Yang Kang said with a smile.

"There are just too many fools these days!" Guo Fatzi couldn't help but laugh when this was mentioned.

Yang Kang was already used to his way of speaking. After all, people who liked antiques were all fools—rich and foolish. If you weren't rich, you wouldn't even be foolish enough to want to be.

The Jiang family was in chaos today. Yesterday, Jiang Shanghua went out and rented a two-bedroom apartment at the end of the antique street. Since he needed it urgently, the landlord asked for 3,000 yuan per month and wouldn't negotiate.

Jiang Shanghua called Jiang Yan, who scolded him and told him to rent it quickly. 3,000 yuan was fine, as they would make millions from selling the bronze bird vessel. When he had money, he wouldn't care about such a small amount.

He instructed Jiang Shanghua to rent it for two months, which would cost only 6,000 yuan, not a big deal.

Jiang Shanghua told the landlord he would rent it for two months, paid one month's rent in advance, and started moving things the next day.

When Yang Kang sold his house, he included all the furniture. The Jiangs naturally wouldn't let Yang Kang off cheaply. They took everything they could, and Jiang Yan even found people to help. Even so, they were still busy until the sun set, and they hadn't finished.

Yu Zhenzhai was bustling with activity today, but for some reason, Jiang Xiaoyue noticed that Ruyi Workshop was also very busy. After 3:30 PM, many luxury cars, including Mercedes, Bentley, and even a Rolls-Royce, parked outside. These people were accompanied by bodyguards.

As people entered, some men in black stood at the door, like in a movie.

After 5 PM, these people dispersed, and Ruyi Workshop returned to its usual quiet. Coincidentally, Jiang Shanghua and Jiang Yan were moving the last load of furniture to the rented apartment, and Wei Yan was there to take care of everything, reminding them to check if anything was left behind.

Jiang Xiaoyue looked around and found that nothing was left behind. Even the storage room, which could be moved, was empty. What was left were some old and broken things they didn't need and weren't valuable.

She was very curious. After finishing her family's business, she couldn't help but run to Ruyi Workshop. As she entered, she saw Yang Kang, wearing a silver-green shirt, half-reclining on the sofa, talking to a large, muscular, and shirtless fat man.

Hearing someone enter, Yang Kang glanced over the multi-treasure cabinet and saw it was Jiang Xiaoyue. He was unhappy and immediately stood up, walked around the cabinet, and came out.

Jiang Xiaoyue noticed that Yang Kang seemed to look even better. He had long legs, a slim waist, and a well-proportioned body. His face was perfectly refined, with big eyes, a straight nose, and a gentle, perfect lip line...

His eyelashes were long and slightly curled—because of this, even when he was angry, he still looked good.

Jiang Xiaoyue was really jealous. Did a man need to look so good? Seriously, his skin was even better than hers, smooth and fine... Humph!

Thinking about this, Jiang Xiaoyue's gaze followed Yang Kang's neck downward. The top button of his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a delicate collarbone and skin as smooth as jade...

He was even wearing a silk shirt? Jiang Xiaoyue felt even more upset. She had heard from Old Wang that the jade pendant around Yang Kang's neck was worth 20 million yuan. He was rich again!

"Jiang Xiaoyue, do you have something to say?" Yang Kang asked.

"I... I..." Jiang Xiaoyue wanted to find out who those people were and what they were doing there, but she didn't know how to start.

"Yang Kang, did you force my father to sell the house to you?" Jiang Xiaoyue paused slightly and hurriedly said, as she had come to confront him.

Really, the rented apartment was only a two-bedroom, with a kitchen and a bathroom, but it was too small. Her parents took the larger room, her brother took the smaller one, and she had no place to stay.

Then, Jiang Yan told her to put a bed in the living room and use a curtain to separate it, just like when they all lived in that small house before.

The problem was that the living room was already cluttered with furniture. Her mother, Wei Yan, insisted on moving all the furniture to avoid benefiting Yang Kang, making the living room almost too crowded to fit anyone.

Wei Yan placed a bed for her against the wall, and Jiang Xiaoyue was very unhappy. However, Jiang Yan scolded her harshly, making her cry again.

Although Wei Yan comforted her, saying it was a temporary measure and that everything would be better once Jiang Yan sold the bronze bird vessel and bought a large house, Jiang Xiaoyue was still very angry. Why did Yang Kang rush them to move out? If they could wait two more months, until her father sold the bronze bird vessel and bought a house, wouldn't that be better?

"Jiang Xiaoyue, it was your father who came to me," Yang Kang laughed and said, "Otherwise, where couldn't I buy a house with my money? Why would I want to buy a place that brings me so many bad memories? You can tell your father that he can sell it if he wants, or not sell it at all!"

"Why... why can't you let us stay for two more months? Why can't you pay in advance? Humph, when you sold the house to us, we let you live with us for two years, and you can't even let us stay for two months," Jiang Xiaoyue said angrily.

"Jiang Xiaoyue, it wasn't you who let me live with you for two years; I paid rent and lived in your dirty and smelly storage room for two years," Yang Kang said, "Given that, I really don't want to buy it. Mentioning this makes me sad. Please, I need to go out!"

With that, he ignored Jiang Xiaoyue, went back to change his shoes, and then called Guo Fatzi to go out.