Chapter 107: A Passionate Woman Is a Tiger

Wang Wenyu grabbed his arm and said, "Come on, come on. Don't just talk the talk; show me the same courage you had when you took me to the reed marshes to act like a hooligan. I really want to experience your masculine prowess for myself."

Seeing Wang Wenyu holding onto him and clearly meaning business, Jiang Fan lost his nerve. He hurriedly made an excuse, "Wait a second, I need to use the restroom to relieve myself before I can properly showcase my prowess."

Wang Wenyu let go, clenched her fists, and smiled suggestively. "Unless you don't sleep at home tonight, don't even think about escaping my grasp. You have to show me your masculine side so I can see what my man is really made of."

Whenever he was with Wang Wenyu, Jiang Fan’s reactions were intense. With her actively teasing him, he found it even harder to control himself. He rushed into the bathroom, too flustered to even take off his clothes, and doused himself with cold water until he was soaked to the bone.

The icy water finally brought him some composure, but he hid in the bathroom, not daring to come out. He muttered to himself, "Has this crazy woman taken some aphrodisiac today? She’s even more aggressive than yesterday, intentionally trying to drive me mad."

Hearing the shower running, Wang Wenyu assumed he was too shy to undress and was taking a shower on his own. After two minutes, the water stopped, but Jiang Fan still didn't come out. She walked to the bathroom door, only to find it had been bolted from the inside.

Although she knew he was just being considerate of her, this behavior was just too cowardly. Wang Wenyu laughed until she couldn't stand straight and knocked on the door, saying, "Surrender now, and I won't pester you anymore."

Jiang Fan stayed stubborn. "I'm just using the toilet, why would I surrender?"

After lingering for a while, Jiang Fan, soaked through and feeling the chill, turned on the hot water to finish his shower before finally stepping out.

Wang Wenyu playfully reached out to probe the area that had lost its vigor, mocking him, "Why are you so well-behaved today? You didn't even ask me to scrub your back. Are you still going to be stubborn?"

Seeing Wang Wenyu continuing to stir his heart, Jiang Fan didn't dare to be difficult anymore. He pulled her into his arms and surrendered, "Give me some time. You’re so aggressive that I’m afraid to even come home."

Having learned quite a few tricks from Jiang Fan, Wang Wenyu was now the one acting restless. She toyed with him, teasing, "What kind of teacher are you? Didn't you used to demand that I inspect these parts thoroughly? Now that I've learned the ropes, you should let me practice so I can hone my skills."

Faced with a woman he wanted to protect as if she were made of glass, Jiang Fan dared not resist. Instead, he diligently helped her undo her buttons, surrendering once more. "My dear: you used to be the one helping me undress and scrubbing my back. Now that my injuries have mostly healed, it’s my turn to serve you well."

Seeing Jiang Fan in such discomfort yet still holding on, Wang Wenyu felt for him. Realizing that some things couldn't be rushed, she enjoyed his attentive post-shower care, and once they returned to bed, she didn't initiate anything further.

The next morning, Jiang Fan woke up to find Wang Wenyu already awake, staring at him with wide, round eyes. He gave her a playful peck on the lips and asked, "Awake so early? Is something on your mind?"

Wang Wenyu mimicked his previous lecherous look, peeked under the covers, and said, "Nothing on my mind, I just want to get into some trouble. You should know how to play along."

Having had plenty of sleep over the past two days and no work, she had woken up early but hadn't disturbed Jiang Fan, who was sleeping soundly. Looking at the man many had once looked down upon, now sleeping beside her, he seemed perfect in every way. She felt as if she had struck gold, completely infatuated and deeply satisfied.

Jiang Fan quickly changed the subject. "I will definitely play along in the future, but let's not talk about that for now. Sister Xin mentioned a few days ago that the conflict between me and Lu Zai might be an opportunity—the longer it drags on, the better. I’ve been thinking about what she said, that the opportunity is to use this chance to climb higher. But I don't want to be a gangster, and I certainly don't want to do anything shady. However, one benefit is clear: if I want to do some honest work, no one will come to harass or scam me. I’m planning to do something else besides working at the factory, to establish myself as soon as possible so that your parents might eventually look up to me."

Jiang Fan’s topic successfully diverted Wang Wenyu’s attention. Knowing well that her parents were the biggest obstacle in Jiang Fan's heart, she burrowed into his chest and hugged him affectionately. "We’re already sharing a bed; you shouldn't have so many worries. Whatever choice you make, I support you. If you don't have enough manpower for what you want to do, I can quit my job. I’m sticking with you for life—don't you dare despise me when I grow old."

To give Jiang Fan confidence, Wang Wenyu purposely belittled herself. Jiang Fan held her tightly. "You have no choice but to stick with me. Without you, I might truly lose the motivation to keep striving."

"Yesterday, what Brother Feng said made me realize clearly that in the workplace, I’m still just a greenhorn, lacking experience. When I get back to the factory later, I’ll talk to Tang Jun to get a sense of the relationships among the senior management at Dafeng. Before the year ends, I must make those bastards who take kickbacks pay a price. Using those heartless vultures to gain experience should yield some results."

Seeing Jiang Fan constantly reflecting on himself and consulting her on everything, Wang Wenyu cooed, "You haven't been in Dongguan long and you've already reaped a beauty like me—you've already gained quite a lot. It's past working hours, you definitely won't get a meal at the factory, so remember to eat something when you go downstairs. Build up your masculine prowess and wait for me to inspect it."

After Jiang Fan left, Xiao Yuxin’s shop didn't open. With nothing to do, Wang Wenyu decided to tidy up the rented room from top to bottom. When she came across the bag Jiang Fan had brought from Beijing, she saw a few worn-out clothes, washed clean and neatly folded. The pair of boxers made from old fabric, which he hadn't worn recently, were also folded into small squares inside.

Wang Wenyu knew these worthless items held special significance to Jiang Fan. Worried they might get moldy in the bag, she took them all out and put them in the wardrobe. Seeing the wardrobe was too crowded, she even put away some of her own expensive clothes to make room for them in his bag.

Her heart was full of Jiang Fan, and she found joy in doing things for him. After tidying up, she checked her watch, realized it was time for Xiao Yuxin to open the shop, and headed downstairs.

When Jiang Fan returned to the factory, he went straight to Tang Jun's office. Ah Ping, who was walking upstairs with a stack of documents, saw him knocking on the door again—quite loudly, as if he were deliberately provoking Vice President Li in the office next door.

Ah Ping put a finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet, then leaned in close and whispered, "The boss hasn't returned to the factory yet. Come inside; I have something to tell you."

Jiang Fan grumbled as he walked in, "What is it? Why all the mystery?"