“Would I be jealous?”
Jiang Che chuckled softly, then turned his gaze toward Gu Lingfei.
“Lingfei, so... you’re accepting me? Are you going to be my girlfriend?”
Gu Lingfei, being such a mature woman, was easy to talk to. She didn’t beat around the bush. If she was okay with something, she’d just say so. If not, she wouldn’t lead him on.
After their initial intimate exchange, Gu Lingfei, though she didn’t say it outright, had already mentally accepted Jiang Che’s role in her life.
Gu Lingfei pouted teasingly, “Pfft! Who said I’m going to be your girlfriend? You’ve got so many girlfriends... am I even in the lineup?”
Jiang Che shrugged, “Lingfei, you’re the most special one in my heart, always!”
But clearly, Gu Lingfei wasn’t the type like Qin Qiaoqiao, who was a hopeless romantic.
“Hmph... men!”
“I’ve heard that line from you more than five times! You probably tell that to all your little girlfriends, don’t you?”
“Pfft! You dog!”
Once she clearly defined her position, Gu Lingfei’s attitude toward Jiang Che changed significantly. She would never have said such things before.
For a high-cold CEO like Gu Lingfei, handling relationships was straightforward—act according to your role.
“Alright, Lingfei... tell me more about your company. I’m quite interested in that investor you mentioned.”
Jiang Che sat down beside Gu Lingfei, his big hand gently reaching for one of her smooth legs, massaging it lightly.
Ahem... it was truly just a massage, no ulterior motives whatsoever.
“I knew it, you’re jealous!” Gu Lingfei revealed a mischievous smile.
“Heeheehee~ Stop tickling my foot, it’s too ticklish!”
The progression of Jiang Che and Gu Lingfei’s relationship flowed naturally.
“Alright, alright, you want to know about the guy chasing me? Let me tell you, okay?”
Her expression turned serious.
“Che, do you know about this so-called ‘Stock God’ who’s been popping up in Hangcheng recently?”
“Stock God?” Jiang Che raised an eyebrow, curious.
Gu Lingfei nodded, “Exactly. He’s been going all-in on investments over the past two months, including stocks, securities, and other businesses... any industry he puts money into turns to gold. In just two months, he made nearly a billion yuan from investments! And his starting capital was only a few hundred thousand.”
“Oh? A few hundred thousand turned into a billion in two months?”
Jiang Che already had a pretty good idea of what was going on. Even the world’s top investors wouldn’t be able to achieve such a feat. Those top players could predict market trends, but it took weeks, sometimes months, of research.
But this guy seemed to just throw money around blindly, yet reaped insane profits. Only someone with extraordinary luck—a so-called “chosen one”—could manage that.
“This guy’s pretty mysterious. No one knew his identity before. But somehow, he’s decided to chase after me.”
Gu Lingfei said with a mix of amusement and exasperation.
“My company’s been having some issues lately, and then he just waltzes in, offering to fix my company’s troubles, all while pursuing me...”
“So, I’m guessing he deliberately caused the company trouble just to stage a heroic rescue, you know, win me over with his knight-in-shining-armor act. Companies just don’t run into problems out of nowhere.”
Jiang Che studied Gu Lingfei.
If this were any other girl, she’d come off as delusional, maybe even paranoid. But coming from someone as perfect as Gu Lingfei, it just made sense. Some men were willing to go to any lengths to win a woman’s affection.
“Here... this is the business card he left me.”
Jiang Che took the glossy card, crafted with some finesse.
The card only had a name and a phone number.
【Qin Tian, 134****】
Jiang Che nodded, realizing he’d encountered yet another “chosen one,” this one the mastermind behind investment successes.
In his past life, as a leader’s chauffeur, Jiang Che used to love reading investment-themed novels. The protagonists in those stories would rake in billions from the stock market with ease.
Some stories were beyond absurd—the protagonist’s stocks would double overnight, completely ignoring the rules of the market. But hey, it was all for the sake of a good read.
He even tried investing in some stocks himself, and well, he lost his shirt. From that day on, he swore off the market.
But now? Jiang Che wasn’t into those investment thrillers anymore.
He couldn’t find anything satisfying in those stories anymore. What were they compared to his own life?
“Che, what are you smiling about?” Gu Lingfei asked with suspicion.
“Ahem... I just remembered something funny.”
“What funny thing?”
“My cat does backflips.” Jiang Che joked, successfully making Gu Lingfei laugh.
“Haha... what kind of cat does backflips?” Gu Lingfei covered her mouth, her eyes crinkling with mirth.
“I’m not joking, my cat really does backflips!”
Jiang Che said seriously, thinking of showing her one day when Su Mianmian performed a backflip.
“Pfft~” Gu Lingfei laughed even harder.
Women were like that... their laughter came easily when they were with someone they cared about.
“Alright, I should get some sleep... I have to go to the company tomorrow~”
Gu Lingfei yawned, combed her hair, then leaned in and gently kissed Jiang Che on the cheek.
“Goodnight, my little boyfriend. See you tomorrow.”
With that, she turned and headed upstairs.
“Hmph...” Jiang Che gently touched his cheek, smiling wryly at himself.
He, a seasoned veteran of countless relationships, had just felt a fleeting image of settling down with Gu Lingfei?
That was scary. He couldn’t afford to get too emotionally invested in Lingfei. This “Sister Lingfei” of his was way too good at stirring emotions.
At that moment, a petite figure appeared at the staircase, wearing a cute cartoon-themed pajama, yawning as she eyed Jiang Che with extreme disdain.
[Disgusting man, I knew you’d make a move on Sister Lingfei! Gutter trash!]
Yu Wan'er had drunk a lot of water before bed and had woken up needing to pee. She’d gone to the bathroom and witnessed the romantic interactions between Gu Lingfei and Jiang Che.
Her jealousy flared immediately.
“Hmph, staying up late like that... you’re going to get a stroke sooner or later!”
The little girl huffed, then turned and walked into the bathroom.
But Jiang Che followed right behind her.
He grinned like a classic villain.
Using our bathroom, huh? Have you paid your toll yet?