While the chances of forcing Jiang Zhenjun to concede were slim, Jiang Nanfang hadn't slept well all night.
She felt groggy, her subconscious dreading a call from him begging for peace.
However, by seven in the morning, after Jiang Nanfang had gotten up and prepared herself, there was still no sign of him.
While applying light makeup, Jiang Nanfang called Vice President Gao to say she wouldn't be coming to the company today due to an emergency.
Then, she prepared to go out and visit the homes of the employees Jiang Zhenjun had injured, urging them to cause trouble at the Jiang family's residence.
Unexpectedly, before she could leave, an unknown number called.
She glanced at it; it was a local number from Nancheng, with rather smooth digits.
Jiang Nanfang found it somewhat familiar, but knowing it wasn't Zhan Beijue or Vice President Gao, she wasn't interested and directly hung up.
However, the caller was quite persistent. After one unanswered call, then a second, third, and fourth, Jiang Nanfang finally picked up.
"Miss Jiang, why did you delete me on WeChat?"
It turned out to be Zhou Jinxiu.
Making so many calls to her early in the morning, didn't this rich second-generation need to work? Was he that idle?
Jiang Nanfang replied impatiently, "Is there something, Mr. Zhou?"
Zhou Jinxiu sighed, "Why are you so heartless? From the messages I sent you last night until this morning, you haven't approved a single one."
"I miss you so much, please, accept me. Add me back."
"..."
The love declaration came so unexpectedly that Jiang Nanfang was stunned early in the morning.
"If I recall correctly, I've explained to you before that I'm not interested in you, and there's no need for us to get to know each other further. Mr. Zhou, is your hearing bad?"
Zhou Jinxiu shamelessly replied, "You're not interested in me, but I'm interested in you."
"I'm at the entrance of your residential complex right now. If you don't accept me, I'll come up to find you. Have you had breakfast yet? Shall I bring you some breakfast too?"
Who on earth had sold her address?
Anyone could find her doorstep, Jiang Nanfang was truly exasperated.
She closed the door and went downstairs to get her car. Soon, the two met at the entrance of the complex.
Seeing her driving such a cute little car, with a pair of fake eyelashes attached to the headlights, Zhou Jinxiu couldn't help but laugh.
"I didn't realize. The aloof and distant Miss Jiang actually has a girlish heart. Look at this car, you've dressed it up like a doll, it's so interesting."
Jiang Nanfang sat in the car, pushed up her sunglasses, and looked at him coldly.
"So, you came all this way early in the morning just to say my car is interesting?"
"Not just your car is interesting, but you are too. A day without seeing you feels like three autumns, I miss you so much, Nanfang. Let's go have breakfast together."
Did this person have a problem? She had already rejected him, yet he seemed not to understand.
Jiang Nanfang ignored him, her face stern, and rolled up the car window.
"I've already eaten, I have things to do, I'm leaving, you take care."
Zhou Jinxiu, unafraid, stuck his hand into the car window to stop it.
"Hey, don't be so cold, after all, I did pay for your travel expenses once. We have a connection of dozens of dollars, what's wrong with having a meal together?"
The car window was stuck, stopped halfway. Jiang Nanfang looked at him through the gap.
"Didn't you receive the red packet I sent you?"
"As a grown man, how could I quibble over a few dozen dollars with a woman?"
"If you don't quibble over a few dozen dollars with a woman, then what are you doing now?"
"Now, I'm creating an opportunity to pursue the lovely Miss Jiang!"
Zhou Jinxiu smiled shamelessly, then suddenly walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, and sat down.
The car had been modified, and the roof could be opened.
There was a handle directly above the driver's head. Turning it and pushing it inward would do the trick.
Jiang Nanfang hadn't discovered this mechanism yet. Zhou Jinxiu operated it for her, and the little cute car immediately transformed into a cool convertible.
He took off the sunglasses hanging from his shirt collar and put them on. Dressed impeccably and fashionably, they looked like a handsome couple.
"Your car is really cool. If we walk on the street like this, we'll definitely get 100% of the attention."
"Nanfang, let's go. Let's have breakfast."
"You..."
"Don't rush to refuse. I have things to do after eating, don't worry, I won't pester you constantly."
After all, she hadn't done anything egregious, so Jiang Nanfang couldn't just beat him away with a stick.
She could only drive him to their destination.
But she remained aloof, "What do you want to eat?"
Zhou Jinxiu replied, "Let's go to Yuehai Xuan for dim sum. It's nutritious and light, which is good for girls' skin."
Jiang Nanfang scoffed, "That place is crowded, and I don't have time to queue with you. I'll treat you to street food."
"What do you mean by street food?"
"Aren't you from Nancheng? How can you not know about street food and pretend to be elegant?"
As she spoke, Jiang Nanfang signaled to turn, and the car turned onto a side road. After a few hundred meters, a row of breakfast stalls with rising smoke appeared by the roadside.
All of them had bright red signs with yellow lettering.
Thousand-layer pancakes, soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, spiced soup, rice noodles, soup noodles, fried noodles...
Jiang Nanfang found a good parking spot, parked her little pink car, and gestured with her chin.
"This is called street food. With your lack of knowledge, I'll show you something new today."
The breakfast stalls were uniformly small, only about twenty to thirty square meters.
Five tables filled the space inside, and most diners sat outside on the non-motorized vehicle lane.
Folding tables and red plastic chairs were all that was provided.
In places with affordable prices, the general quality of people was not high. Cheap tissue paper was scattered everywhere, and many middle-aged men smoked while eating breakfast. Some even spat on the ground while eating.
Zhou Jinxiu, wearing spotless white shoes, frowned, avoiding the tissue on the ground as he walked into the shop with Jiang Nanfang.
"Eating in a place like this, aren't you afraid of catching an infectious disease?"
Jiang Nanfang said, "I've been eating here for over 20 years. If I were going to catch something, I would have caught it long ago. You better stay away from me, maybe I really am contagious, don't want you to catch it."
"..."
The two sat down at a table that had just been vacated.
Seeing that the owner was busy, Jiang Nanfang tore off a piece of tissue paper, wiped the table of soup stains, moved the soup-covered bowls aside, kicked the tissue on the ground further in, and sat down.
"You can still run if you want."
"If a woman can eat here, why should I, a man, be afraid?"
Although Zhou Jinxiu couldn't accept it mentally, he still forced himself to sit down.
Following Jiang Nanfang's example, he pulled out some tissues and wiped the table in front of him repeatedly.
Jiang Nanfang commented on him, "That's enough. A bowl of noodles costs a few dollars. Using a whole roll of their tissues is not enough to cover the cost."
"..."
The proprietress glanced at them when she had a moment, "Handsome guy, beautiful lady, what would you like to eat?"
Jiang Nanfang said fluently, "A bowl of chicken soup rice noodles."
"Sure thing. And for the handsome guy?"
"Me... the same as her."
"Do you want chili?"
"No."
"Yes."
"Do you want cilantro?"
"No."
"Yes."
"Alright, please wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."
After finishing with the proprietress, Jiang Nanfang sneered at him.
"You really are a pampered young master. Your taste in food is even blander than mine. Are men from rich families raised like canaries?"
Zhou Jinxiu wasn't angry and raised his eyebrows indifferently.
"Anyway, I've decided to pursue you. No matter how you try to put me down or mock me today, even if you call me a eunuch, I won't be angry."
"Nanfang, I've truly fallen in love with you."