Chapter 12: You insulted my husband, but that means you can’t insult me~

Chen Fan had already planned this, of course, not to guard against anyone like Guo Yue’er bothering him.

He had been living in a rented apartment before simply out of habit and laziness to move. Now that he had a wife and possibly children in the future, the quality of life had to improve.

It wasn’t that Chen Fan didn’t have the money.

His plan was to wait until both sets of parents had met, and if neither objected to their continuing relationship, then he would take Peng Jiaxin to pick out a house she liked.

But now, he felt his thinking was too old-fashioned.

A little voice inside him slammed the table.

Chen Fan, Chen Fan, even when given the chance, you’re useless—can’t even live off a sugar mama properly.

Would a rich woman lack houses?

Who knows, maybe the place you buy is from her family’s holdings.

Chen Fan decisively chose to lie flat!

“Then before you find a new place, why don’t you come stay at mine?”

Peng Jiaxin swapped the steak she had cut for Chen Fan’s, then nonchalantly ate his portion.

Wow... such strong boyfriend energy.

Chen Fan was momentarily stunned, then quickly settled into enjoying the service from his wife.

“Mmm~ this steak tastes even better now!”

“Who asked you that!” Peng Jiaxin gave him a sideways glance, her tone betraying a barely contained smile.

“Are you coming to live here or not?”

“Of course I am, begging my wife to take me in~”

...

While Chen Fan and Peng Jiaxin were basking in their mutual affection, things were far less comfortable for Lv Chunqiao.

She just couldn’t understand Guo Yue’er’s current mindset.

Is it just that one bootlicker stopped licking, and you have to react this strongly?

It’s hard to believe you really see him as just a brother!

Now she was even forcing Guo Yue’er to wait at Chen Fan’s doorstep for him to return. The stairwell was narrow, with many neighbors going up and down, and she even vaguely heard two aunts familiar with Chen Fan’s family chatting nearby.

No surprise, in a few hours the security guard at the gate would probably recognize them.

Entering and leaving the community would be much easier—just facial recognition... yeah, right!

“Yue’er, maybe we should just go back. Chen Fan might have gone to his wife’s place and won’t be coming back.”

Guo Yue’er shed silent tears.

“That’s impossible. Brother Chen Fan would never marry another woman. He said he’d wait for me.”

Lv Chunqiao rolled her eyes. If her livelihood didn’t depend on her boyfriend, she wouldn’t want to spend time in this foul, filthy stairwell.

But fortunately, she knew how to console.

“Makes sense. So maybe this is all just an act.”

“Huh?”

Guo Yue’er finally reacted. Lv Chunqiao smiled, hitting the mark!

“Think about it. Chen Fan likes you so much. Maybe today he heard you were at the Japanese restaurant and hired someone to rush over, just to stir you up and win you back.”

“Not only that, he spent a fortune renting that suit. Remember the suit he was wearing? I just looked it up—it costs 150,000 yuan for the whole set, like a car! Do you think broke Chen Fan can afford that?”

“R-really?”

“Why would I lie?”

Lv Chunqiao found herself believing it too.

After all, she truly didn’t believe Chen Fan could turn his luck around—a dog always called upon by Guo Yue’er. How could he afford a car worth in clothes?

It had to be rented!

Spending so much to put on this show to win Guo Yue’er’s heart back—it was foolish, but so like Chen Fan.

Guo Yue’er also thought Lv Chunqiao was right, or rather, she preferred to believe her.

“How could he be so stupid, spending so much money?”

“Yeah, and Yue’er, look.”

Lv Chunqiao pulled out a mirror and held it up.

“I know you really want to see him now and figure out what just happened, but this isn’t the right time, right?”

Guo Yue’er looked at her tear-streaked face and instinctively covered it with her hand.

She hadn’t been showing that face since leaving the Japanese restaurant, had she?

Her heart sank further.

“Let’s go back first. We’ll come again later. He can’t just run away, right?”

“Mm, Chunqiao, do you have a mask?”

“Here.”

“Thanks, let’s go.”

Covering her face with a mask, Guo Yue’er escaped Chen Fan’s complex like a fugitive.

No sooner had they left than Chen Fan and Peng Jiaxin arrived.

Remember? Peng Jiaxin was a decisive woman; since they decided to move, there was no need to wait until tomorrow.

After dinner, she made a call and summoned a truckload of movers.

“You direct. They’ll move it.”

“Okay.”

With many hands, and Chen Fan’s belongings being few, the move was done in under an hour.

Some old items were simply discarded beside the community’s garbage bins.

During this, Chen Fan called the landlord, terminated the lease, and got back the 500 yuan deposit.

Chen Fan came fast and left fast.

So fast that some familiar neighbors hadn’t even had a chance to say the two women had come looking for him earlier—one with a face like a horror painting.

Back in the spacious flat, Peng Jiaxin gestured for Chen Fan to choose a room.

“I usually stay on the second floor...”

“I know. The second floor is all your territory. You don’t want me stepping on it, right?”

“...”

“Stop reading so many novels. I mean if you want, you can use the room next to mine. There’s plenty of space for your little toys.”

Peng Jiaxin pointed at the treasures Chen Fan had moved from the game room.

“Alright.”

After they tidied up the room, it was already four o’clock. After a short rest, it would be time for dinner.

“Rest a bit more, then we can head out.”

Chen Fan hadn’t forgotten he was meeting his future in-laws today.

“Mm.”

Peng Jiaxin slumped on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, too tired to move. She hadn’t expected setting up a computer to be so exhausting (a pure novice).

Watching the time pass, she felt as if she’d forgotten something.

“Want some milk?”

“Yes~”

Never mind, she’d remember later.

At Su City airport, a tall, long-legged beauty dressed provocatively, wearing oversized frog-eye sunglasses that covered half her face, once again impatiently scolded away a man who tried to strike up a conversation.

She grit her teeth and made a call.

Chen Fan poured milk in the kitchen, hearing the phone ringing from the living room.

“Peng Jiaxin, is that your phone?”

“Eh~ is it? I don’t want to move. Chen Fan, you answer it for me.”

Chen Fan returned with two cups of milk, looking at the phone within her reach, he hesitated.

“Answer it, maybe it’s something important.”

You know it!

Chen Fan helplessly handed the milk to Peng Jiaxin.

“Drink up.”

“Thanks, hubby~”

With one hand free, Chen Fan picked up the phone and glanced at the contact name.

“Xue Jing?”

“Sounds familiar.”

Peng Jiaxin suddenly sat up. She finally remembered what she had forgotten.

“No!”

“What?”

Chen Fan answered the call, and immediately a woman’s voice, barely containing her anger, came through.

“Peng Jiaxin!”

“I’ve been waiting for you for half an hour. Where are you?”

Chen Fan looked at Peng Jiaxin, who lowered her head, sipping milk as if she hadn’t heard.

Xue Jing, you scolded my husband, but you can’t scold me too~

“...”

Well, looks like he’s the one who’s doomed now.