Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 549

Chapter 549: Chapter 549

In front of Zhu Shanshan’s cosmetics store, countless luxury cars that Yang Fan recognized and didn’t, formed a circle, adorned with numerous roses, looking from afar like an ocean of flowers.

"What a grand scene!" Yang Fan exclaimed as he squeezed into the crowd of onlookers.

Within the circle made by the luxury cars, a tall man in a grey suit, holding a bouquet of roses dotted with bundles of cash in his left hand, shouted towards the store, "Shanshan, say yes to me!"

"You’ve ended your marriage, and you once used this reason to reject me; now, can you give me a chance? I swear, I’ll treat you as my first love, cherish you for a lifetime and definitely not let you divorce again. Just nod your head now, and you can pick any of these cars, regardless of how many, as long as you like them, they are yours."

Yang Fan’s mouth fell open, well, the drama had unexpectedly landed on his own head.

Instantly, Yang Fan felt a mountainous pressure.

Look at this spectacle, his entire net worth would probably barely afford one of these cars, yet here someone was using so many luxury cars as a marriage proposal, damn, he really couldn’t compare at all.

Moreover, by the sound of it, this man seemed to already have some relationship with Zhu Shanshan.

It was just that Zhu Shanshan had not divorced yet, so she rejected this person’s advances.

Yang Fan turned his gaze to Zhu Shanshan’s cosmetics store, which was eerily quiet with nobody in sight.

Zhu Shanshan did not appear.

Faced with such an affluent competitor, Yang Fan didn’t feel entirely worthless, but the pressure was real, he seemed just a tad handsomer than this guy, but financially, he wasn’t even close.

Just then, Yang Fan’s phone suddenly rang.

When he took it out, it turned out to be a video call from Zhu Shanshan.

"What are you doing sneaking around outside watching the excitement? Come in!" Zhu Shanshan said.

"I’m checking out the pressure, and feeling what it’s like to be suppressed by wealth," Yang Fan joked with a smile.

Zhu Shanshan rolled her eyes, "You’re no worse than him, suppressed my ass, hurry up and come inside."

"Alright!"

Yang Fan put away his phone and took another glance at the man holding the cash and flowers, still loudly professing his love.

His own assets compared to his seemed to fall short by more than just a little, how could he not be worse off?

Yang Fan pushed through the crowd, went around to the back and entered the cosmetics store, heading straight upstairs.

Zhu Shanshan was living there now.

The first floor was the store, and the second floor was her residence.

On the second-floor balcony, wearing a tight-fitting red onesie that outlined her perfect figure, Zhu Shanshan was squatting down sneakily, looking outside; her buttocks slightly sticking out, appearing like a thief.

"It seems my timing isn’t too good today," Yang Fan teasingly remarked with a smile.

"Go, go, go, let’s head inside first," Zhu Shanshan waved her hand and tugged on Yang Fan’s arm as they entered the room.

Yang Fan didn’t care if they could be seen from outside; the only person he truly cared about regarding his relationship with Zhu Shanshan was Old Zhou.

As for everyone else, he didn’t even want to give them a second glance, they were nothing to him.

Zhu Shanshan pushed Yang Fan onto the couch and then promptly straddled his legs, "You really didn’t pick a good time to come today. I can hardly get anything done without having to listen to some bastard buzzing in my ear."

"With so much capability, don’t you want to listen to him a bit more?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.

Zhu Shanshan snorted disdainfully, "Why would I listen? I don’t lack money; I don’t need him to give me any. The money others offer always comes with a big price, especially from guys like that one outside."

"He seems pretty sincere though. Has he been chasing you for long?" Yang Fan inquired.

Zhu Shanshan was already busy unbuckling Yang Fan’s belt, "We were classmates, so I’ve known him for quite some time. He hasn’t been chasing me for very long—in fact, it only started this year. I don’t know what got into the kid, he suddenly became relentless in his pursuit."

"And all this while I wasn’t even divorced yet, and he was sending me flowers and money every day. After I caught him and gave him a beating, he backed off a bit. But as you can see, he’s started up again just after a few days of peace."

"Don’t mind him, we’ll do our thing. If he annoys me one day, I’ll just deal with him again and that’ll set him straight."

Yang Fan laughed, "You have a wealthy suitor and you ignore him to ride me, are you silly or what?"

"I am silly, yes, but I’m not lacking money. I want something else—spiritual and physical support. And I certainly don’t need financial help. You see, you meet both of my needs, but he probably doesn’t meet either. So of course I choose you over him," Zhu Shanshan said.

Yang Fan chuckled in surprise, "I never realized I had so many advantages."

"I didn’t know before either, but after sleeping with you, I realized how useful you are," Zhu Shanshan said slyly, curling her lips into a smirk.

Yang Fan: ...

What a way to describe it.

Yang Fan glanced towards the door, "Shouldn’t you close the door first? If by chance someone barges in, seeing me is no big deal, but if they see your body, that would be really embarrassing for me."

"Wait for me, baby!" Zhu Shanshan called out deliberately in a weird tone, and hurried over to shut the door.

Yang Fan shook his head with a chuckle, suddenly reminded of Fan Sisi’s instructions.

But with the current situation, it didn’t seem appropriate to bring up Fan Sisi. Better to let her find out accidentally.

After closing the door, Zhu Shanshan was eager to get back to Yang Fan’s side.

She was unusually voracious today. They’d hardly exchanged a few words, and the mood hadn’t even warmed up when she got started.

Yang Fan watched Zhu Shanshan’s busy hands and mouth, and said softly, "Sister-in-law, is something on your mind?"

"On my mind? What could be on my mind? Do I look like someone with worries? Right now, all I want is for you to do me hard, to the point where I can’t move," Zhu Shanshan said seductively with a smile.

Although she hid it well, Yang Fan still caught something off in her eyes.

She definitely had something on her mind.

To Zhu Shanshan, Yang Fan might not claim to understand her completely, but he knew her quite well—nine and a half out of ten.

"Sister-in-law, you might as well tell me," Yang Fan insisted seriously, "If you can’t even share your troubles with me, how can I be of any spiritual support to you? You’re being somewhat insincere with this attitude."

Zhu Shanshan delicately wiped the corner of her mouth with her finger, her eyes reflecting some indulgence as she lightly scolded with a laugh, "Did you train in the Furnace of Eight Trigrams or something? How can you have such keen eyes? I don’t think I’ve shown anything."

"There’s definitely something. What is it exactly?" Yang Fan asked earnestly.

Zhu Shanshan sat down on the floor, resting her head on Yang Fan’s thigh, idly twirling her fingers, and let out a deep sigh, "If not for that guy outside—the annoying fly."