Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 550

Chapter 550: Chapter 550

Under Yang Fan’s persistent questioning, Zhu Shanshan finally revealed the things that had been bothering her inside.

"Do you know what that guy outside does?" Zhu Shanshan asked in a muffled voice, pressing her forehead against Yang Fan’s chin.

Yang Fan glanced toward the window, "If he isn’t really a wealthy man, then I suspect he might be a car dealer, considering all those luxury cars. A normal person wouldn’t be able to afford that many, right?"

"You guessed right, he really is a car dealer, but also a wealthy one at that," Zhu Shanshan said with a laugh, looking up. "I heard his family background is quite solid, extremely wealthy, but that guy himself owns a car city, and it seems like he’s invested in several companies, worth over a hundred million."

"So he really is a wealthy man," Yang Fan said indifferently.

He didn’t become jealous, just felt a bit more pressure.

Here he was, about to tangle with a wealthy goddess on the couch. How could he not feel some pressure?

"What about being wealthy? They still deal with the same old stuff in life," Zhu Shanshan said disdainfully.

She was wealthy herself, and it seemed hard for her to understand how the wealthy appeared in Yang Fan’s eyes.

"That guy once told me privately that he actually likes men, yet he wants to marry me," Zhu Shanshan sighed softly. "The things he said were really unpleasant, you could probably guess some of it. All old tricks—if I don’t agree, he’ll ruin me and make it impossible for me to survive here."

Yang Fan’s eyes suddenly sharpened, "He really looks like a sheep in wolf’s clothing."

"That bastard is just a dog, not a bit human," Zhu Shanshan mocked. "Do you know what he’s up to now? That bastard is trying to create a persona for himself. He wants to establish a persona of a rich young master madly in love with me, making it known to everyone and then forcing me to yield."

Yang Fan pondered for a moment and said sternly, "No, if he was just doing that, he couldn’t force you to yield. If you flat-out refuse, no matter how much he stirs up a storm, he can’t do anything to you."

"You thought of that too, huh? That’s for sure. No matter how big his show is, it doesn’t matter. I just shut the door; let him do his thing and I’ll do mine, no interference. But that bastard will definitely have some ways to force me to yield, which is what I’m worried about now," Zhu Shanshan grumbled, somewhat annoyed.

Yang Fan nodded and said, "If he hadn’t told you those threats before, it might have been a different story—he might have just wanted to move you with the grand gesture to change your mind. But since he already played tough and now is trying this scheme, he definitely has other goals, no need to doubt it."

"But what could he do? Resort to violence, or suppress your business, tarnish your reputation? Probably just those tactics, right? Which do you think he’s more likely to choose?"

Zhu Shanshan shook her head, "It shouldn’t be easy for him to suppress my business. It has a very comprehensive qualification, still a doctoral lab project, and can withstand any scrutiny. As for tarnishing my reputation or acting violently, I think that bastard might do either."

"Look at the lovesick facade he’s putting on outside, but when he was threatening me before, his eyes were as grim as a vicious wolf cub, seemingly ready to devour me."

Yang Fan thought seriously for a moment and said, "We don’t really have any other strategies at the moment. We can only respond to his moves as they come."

"You recently should try not to go out much, especially alone. Aside from that, I don’t think there’s anything too serious to worry about. Do you care much about your reputation?"

"Of course I care! I am, after all, a decent woman." Zhu Shanshan laughed, then suddenly pursed her lips with a displeased murmur, "And here I thought you would be here to protect me. Turns out, I just need to watch out for my own safety, huh? That’s barely different from saying ’drink more hot water when your relatives are around.’"

Yang Fan laughed, "I will definitely protect you."

"Given the situation, how could I possibly sit back and ignore it? However, I can’t protect you by being at your side; I need to do it from the shadows, from the outside. If they see me with you, they might change their plans, which would put us at a disadvantage. Right now, we need to figure out how to take the initiative."

"Oh my... I love you to death." Zhu Shanshan suddenly hugged Yang Fan and began nibbling on him wildly, leaving his neck covered in saliva.

Yang Fan, half helpless and half amused, pushed Zhu Shanshan away, "Sister Shan, sister-in-law, don’t do this. When did you become a dog, ugh... it’s uncomfortable."

Zhu Shanshan giggled, "Now that there’s a plan, I need to give you a big reward."

"I just hope that the guy outside isn’t clever and doesn’t have other strategies up his sleeve. Maybe he just wants to move you deeply with this act so you will yield," Yang Fan said.

They could only defend, but there were far too many fronts to guard.

"No worries. Apart from personal safety, I don’t care about the rest. Let him do whatever he wants," Zhu Shanshan said indifferently, expressing a relaxed attitude, "Instead of being a decent person, he prefers to be a troublemaker, disgusting and annoying."

Speaking of which, I wanted to ask. Since he likes men, why does he need to make such a big fuss to force you to comply?" Yang Fan asked, puzzled. He had just thought about it before setting it aside, almost forgetting.

He really couldn’t understand.

"For the sake of face, what else?" Zhu Shanshan said coldly, "To people like him, their reputation is more important than anything, even though they truly like men. They still have to marry a woman to maintain appearances, calling it a ’contract marriage’ or something. They just provide money and use her as a decorative vase."

"All this trouble for nothing," Yang Fan shook his head, "It’s all because he has money. If he didn’t have money, he wouldn’t be able to afford this act."

"Ah, you’re wrong there," Zhu Shanshan laughed, "Those without money do it too. The only difference between the rich and the poor is that the rich are upfront. They tell the ’vase’ woman to just be a vase and not interfere."

"But those without money do it secretly. To keep up the facade, sometimes they even have to perform their husbandly duties, just minimally, but that’s all it is—just going through the motions."

Yang Fan speechlessly said, "I really can’t understand this preference. Aren’t opposite-sex relationships fun enough? Why choose the same sex set, ’banging guns against each other’? Where’s the joy in that for them?"

"To each their own, I guess. What they find thrilling is different from what we do," Zhu Shanshan replied.

She too found it hard to understand.