Twenty-Seven Difficult Questions

Jin Yulian and I quickly walked down to the roadside at the foot of the mountain, where a white Mercedes-Benz C260 was parked—that was her car, which I'd seen before. This car isn’t particularly expensive; I’d heard from Tietou that the on-road price is around four hundred thousand yuan or so. Many families with decent means could afford it. For someone of Jin Yulian’s status, driving a car of this class was clearly a sign of restraint.

However, on second thought, it made sense. Her company was in trouble, so using such a car was only reasonable.

Jin Yulian opened the car door, and I noticed some marks from a previous collision. Out of curiosity, I asked, “Has the car been in an accident?”

She hopped in and replied, “On my way here, I was in a hurry and accidentally bumped into someone else’s car, but it’s all been handled.” At that moment, I understood why she’d been late, and I felt a pang of guilt for having misjudged her.

I didn’t hesitate to climb into the passenger seat beside her—by now, I considered myself her boyfriend. After all, I’d just kissed her and she hadn’t refused, which meant I was qualified.

Jin Yulian drove swiftly to the high-end villa district in the county town, “Beautiful Hills.”

“Beautiful Hills” was an older, prestigious villa area, located in the heart of the county. On one side, it bordered the County River. The environment within was tranquil and pleasant, but just a few hundred meters outside was the county’s liveliest commercial street—a haven of peace amidst the bustle, occupying the county’s most coveted location.

All the villas were uniformly designed with three and a half stories, though the actual height was comparable to ordinary residences. The first floor of each villa featured a spacious living room adorned with a grand crystal chandelier, making the ceiling far higher than that of typical apartments.

Jin Yulian parked the car and opened the villa door. The décor inside was quite lavish, though clearly several years old and a bit dated in style.

Since it was already late, Jin Yulian led me straight to a bedroom on the second floor. Pointing to the ensuite bathroom, she said, “Go take a hot shower to warm up. I’ll get you some pajamas.”

It was my first time stepping into such a luxurious room, and of course I was curious. Judging from Jin Yulian’s demeanor, she was willing to accept me. In other words, I stood a good chance of marrying her.

Feeling a chill, I didn’t refuse and went straight to the bathroom. There was a large bathtub, so I started filling it with hot water for a soak.

The warmth of the water was incredibly soothing, and as I reclined lazily in the tub, my entire body relaxed. At that moment, I had an urge to smoke a cigarette to ease the lingering tension.

Who would have thought that smashing Qianduobao’s bathtub would lead to such unexpected fortune? Jin Yulian was willing to accept me—what a surprise.

I enjoyed a leisurely bath. Soon, Jin Yulian knocked on the bathroom door and said, “I’ve left the pajamas out here. Come out when you’re done.”

Excited, I replied, “Okay!” This happiness had come so suddenly.

Jin Yulian sat beside me, her expression serious. “Xiaofeng, do you really want to marry me?”

Her unexpected tone caught me off guard. “Sister Yulian, what do you mean?”

She said, “If you want to marry me, then you’re my man, and you have to help me solve my problems!”

I was stunned. She needed hundreds of millions, and I couldn’t even come up with ten thousand. How could I possibly help her? Wasn’t this asking the impossible?

I quickly responded, “Sister Yulian, of course I want to marry you—I’ve always loved you.”

She said again, “If you want to marry me, you have to help me solve my problems.”

Her meaning was clear: if I wanted to marry her, I had to help her through her difficulties. Actually, that was only natural. If I could help her, she wouldn’t need to marry Qianduobao. Besides, if I had the ability to solve her problems, it would prove I was strong enough to protect her, and she’d naturally be willing to marry such a man.

But I thought to myself, she really overestimates me. What abilities do I have? Seeing my lack of confidence, Jin Yulian said, “Xiaofeng, if you can’t help me, how can I marry you? If you want to be my husband, I won’t hold your past against you. I only want you to guarantee my future—is that too much to ask?”

After a moment’s thought, I said, “Sister Yulian, your problems are mainly threefold: first, the international lawsuit with an uncertain outcome; second, the one hundred million loan owed to the bank; and third, the stockpile of unsold export goods worth ten million dollars. Is that right?”

Jin Yulian nodded. “The international lawsuit can be postponed for now. The main issues are the bank’s hundred million loan and the ten million dollars’ worth of inventory.”

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