Chapter 87

At half past nine, the fat man finally appeared again, parking the minivan at the door and getting out with a bag, which Jiang Yan thought contained some fruits and vegetables, probably for preparing lunch.

Then the fat man walked to the door and sized him up and down.

"Jiang Yan?" asked Fat Guo.

"Yes... yes!" Jiang Yan immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Guo, we met last time, Ah Kang's house was bought from me!"

"Hmm!" Fat Guo nodded and said, "I know, I've always been with the young master. Mr. Jiang, your wife is really something."

"Sweat..." Jiang Yan just smiled awkwardly. He naturally knew what Wei Yan had done at Yuzhenzhai. Not only did she cut all the phone lines, but she also poured sewage on the floor, smashed the glass, and even urinated on the ground.

At the time, he watched without stopping her, and he even felt very satisfied...

Really, he was extremely jealous of Yang Chongxuan. Why could he spend his days idly playing with Yang Kang, with money that he could never spend?

He didn't really know how much money Yang Chongxuan had, but he almost never heard him worry about money, except when he wanted to buy that painting.

When Yang Chongshan died, he was really happy.

"Do you have something?" Fat Guo said while opening the door of Ruyifang.

"Mr. Guo, are you also a helper at Ruyifang?" Jiang Yan asked tentatively, "Is your boss not at home?" He had heard that the boss of Ruyifang was on a business trip abroad, but he didn't know if it was true.

Although Ruyifang was just across the street from Yuzhenzhai, Jiang Yan had rarely seen the boss of Ruyifang.

"Yes!" Fat Guo nodded. He didn't need to explain anything to Jiang Yan; even if he did, it wouldn't be clear. If he wanted to misunderstand, let him.

"Ah Kang hasn't woken up yet?" Seeing Fat Guo open the door and walk in, Jiang Yan followed.

"Hmm!" Fat Guo nodded and smiled, "He went to bed late last night, so he hasn't woken up yet!"

"That's not good!" Jiang Yan said deliberately, "You two work together at Ruyifang, why do you work while he just sleeps?"

"Mr. Jiang, you're not the boss of Ruyifang, why do you care about such trivial matters?" Fat Guo sneered.

"Ah..." Jiang Yan hurriedly said, "Mr. Guo, I'm just feeling sorry for you. Look, you and he are both helpers, why should he be more respected?"

"Heh..." Fat Guo shook his head. This guy really didn't know when to give up. Clearly, he was here to ask Yang Kang for something, yet he dared to sow discord?

Fat Guo said, "Mr. Jiang, why are you looking for the young master?"

"Uh?" Jiang Yan suddenly remembered why he had come to find Yang Kang and hurriedly said, "Nothing... nothing..."

"Heh!" Fat Guo had already put the fruits and vegetables in the kitchen and walked out, leaning in close and laughing softly, "Mr. Jiang, you're not here to borrow money from the young master, are you? Do you think he's stupid enough to lend you money?"

"I—" In an instant, Jiang Yan felt as if he had been stripped naked, completely exposed.

"I heard you were kicked out of Langyuan yesterday?" Fat Guo laughed, "Did you make a bad judgment? Did you lose money?"

"Who said I made a bad judgment and lost money?" Jiang Yan, who always cared about his reputation, was furious at Fat Guo's words.

"Then why are you looking for the young master?" Fat Guo said, "As far as I know, you and the young master have no connection at all?"

"How do you know I have no connection with the young master?" Jiang Yan was immediately annoyed, "Is he spreading lies about me?"

"Does he need to spread lies about you?" Fat Guo found it amusing. This guy was just as rumored, never knowing when to give up. He and Yang Kang couldn't understand why Jiang Yan hated Yang Chongxuan so much.

"Hmph, I won't talk to you, I'm looking for Yang Kang!" Jiang Yan said, lifting his head. Looking at this man who looked like a scavenger, he felt very uncomfortable. He didn't know what kind of judgment the boss of Ruyifang had, hiring such a helper.

"Go wait by the door!" Fat Guo laughed strangely, "Since you're not our guest, why did you come in? I didn't invite you in, you're trespassing."

"You—" Jiang Yan was stunned and couldn't help but shout, "Why am I not your guest?"

"May I ask, Mr. Jiang, what do you want to buy?" Fat Guo pointed to a row of vases on the shelf and asked, "We have beautiful vases here?"

"Who wants to buy your vases?" Jiang Yan said as he sat down on the sofa inside.

But when his buttocks touched the sofa, he suddenly "ya" and stood up again.

"What's wrong?" Fat Guo knew the reason but pretended not to, asking deliberately, "Is there a nail on our sofa?"

This time, Jiang Yan didn't speak. By instinct, he knew that coming to find Yang Kang was a very unreliable idea. Years ago, he had locked Yang Kang in a storage room, almost killing him. In the past two years, Yang Kang hadn't said anything, but he knew that Yang Kang hated him to the core.

Footsteps came from upstairs, and then Yang Kang came down.

"Young master, you're awake?" Fat Guo greeted with a smile, "You have a guest."

"Uh?" Fat Guo had already texted him that Jiang Yan had come, so after thinking for a while, Yang Kang still came downstairs. Avoiding him wasn't a solution, and he wasn't sure if Fat Guo could get anything out of him.

"Mr. Jiang, what brings you here so early? Hmm? Do you want to buy a vase?" Yang Kang asked deliberately, "Ruyifang's vases, though not antiques, are all handmade imitations, meaning each vase is a unique masterpiece. Whether for gifts or for decoration, they are excellent—high-end and elegant. Mr. Jiang, I can give you a discount."

"Uh?" Jiang Yan was stunned and took a while to recover, saying, "Yang Kang, I'm not here to buy a vase."

"Young master, I'll go prepare breakfast." Fat Guo said, winking at Yang Kang, then walked towards the kitchen.

"Not buying a vase?" Yang Kang seemed to be stunned for a moment, asking, "Then what do you want? Ruyifang only has vases now, nothing else."

"Yang Kang... can you lend me some money?" Jiang Yan said hesitantly.

"Lend money..." Yang Kang looked at him in surprise and said, "Mr. Jiang, are you joking? I just bought a house, where do I have money? I still owe money for the renovation. I could have skipped the renovation, but—when you moved, you were too rough, damaging the walls and ceiling."