Swimsuit of a Little Rich Woman

In early July, on a sunny and warm afternoon, the Housing Acquisition Department of the Housing and Construction Bureau called Jiang Qin, agreeing to the compensation terms he had proposed and inviting him to sign the contract immediately as an example to other property owners.

Why? Because there were too many greedy people, who had even started to band together, demanding higher and higher prices.

The demolition team had worked hard for three days but failed to reach an agreement with a single household, as everyone believed that the longer they held out, the more they would get, and whoever signed first would definitely suffer a great loss.

In comparison, the lump sum offered by Jiang Qin seemed very reasonable.

The Acquisition Department held a meeting to discuss the situation and decided that since the property owners were banding together to demand higher prices, they might as well break them up from the inside. In simple terms, as long as someone signed, others would inevitably follow.

Thus, Jiang Qin became the breakthrough point to encourage everyone to sign early.

After signing the contract, Jiang Qin received a total of 4.79 million in compensation and four resettlement houses: two in Yu Shui Bay in the new district and two in Jing Yuan, opposite Fuzi Lake.

From the perspective of 2008, these two residential areas were not in good locations because the new district had just been built, and the surrounding facilities were not yet complete, making it desolate.

However, in 2010, a high-speed railway station was built opposite Yu Shui Bay, and the new No. 1 High School moved to the south of Fuzi Lake. The municipal government also moved north as a whole, and housing prices were changing daily.

However, Jiang Qin didn't dare to tell his parents about buying a house and the demolition, because he couldn't explain it well.

Anyway, his parents had no worries about food and clothing and were healthy, so it didn't matter if he told them later. He would keep it a secret for now.

On July 13th, in order to attract residents to sign, the demolition office transferred the compensation to Jiang Qin in less than three working days.

On July 15th, Jiang Qin successfully filled out his college application, applying for the finance major at Linchuan University.

On July 16th, Jiang Qin went to the bank and transferred 2.73 million to pay off the money he borrowed from Feng Nanshu. To express his gratitude, he took her to the hot spring town in the eastern suburbs for a day.

The steaming private hot spring pool was built on top of a cliff, facing the towering mountains, offering a breathtaking view.

Wearing a swimsuit, Feng Nanshu soaked in the warm hot spring, her pretty face flushed by the steam. She held a bottle of soda in one hand and a sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the other, her eyes constantly looking at the mountains opposite, and she couldn't be happier.

The swimsuit she was wearing was bought for her by Jiang Qin. It wasn't a sexy bikini but a white two-piece suit with suspenders on top and a skirt on the bottom.

When Jiang Qin bought it, he thought the swimsuit was already very conservative, but he still underestimated the allure of Feng Nanshu's figure.

Her slender legs were as white as snow, her slender waist was easily held, and her fair and delicate abdomen had obvious abdominal muscles.

The naturally innocent girl didn't have much defense against Jiang Qin, stretching her perfect figure in an extremely comfortable posture, unaware of how tempting this combination of purity and sexiness was, and even more unaware that the guy opposite her couldn't take his eyes off her.

"A big bird just flew past."

"Yeah, big and white."

Feng Nanshu slowly turned her head, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes, "But the bird that just flew past was black."

Jiang Qin wiped the sweat from his face with a towel, "You know, you can't just look at the appearance of things. Sometimes you have to see the pure white inside through the appearance."

"?"

Feng Nanshu lowered her head and glanced at her chest, "Are you looking at my chest?"

Jiang Qin wasn't flustered at all after being exposed, "You're thinking too much. I'm a righteous gentleman who doesn't look sideways!"

"Then can you stop rubbing my feet? It hurts a little from your rubbing."

"That's because the area of this hot spring pool is too small. I'm afraid you'll kick me if you move too much."

Jiang Qin's mouth was full of righteous gentleman-like reasons, but he still inconspicuously let go of Feng Nanshu's pink and white little feet, pretending to look at the distant mountains and beautiful scenery as if nothing had happened.

"Splash—"

Feng Nanshu stood up from the hot spring pool, leaned on the edge of the pool, raised her little butt, and reached out to get the bag of pepper and salt pot stickers in front of her, but she couldn't reach it.

Jiang Qin's position was very close to her now. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he could even feel the heat of Feng Nanshu's skin. Who could stand this? "I'm done soaking. I'm going to take a shower first."

Jiang Qin climbed out of the hot spring pool, handed her the pot stickers, and then went into the shower room.

The cold water slid down his back, making him feel that his thirty-eight-year-old soul was trembling, but he couldn't help but despise himself. You're a thirty-eight-year-old uncle, lusting after the body of an eighteen-year-old innocent girl, is that polite? Men are indeed all consistent, always liking young girls.

Listening to the sound of water in the shower room, Feng Nanshu lowered her head and looked at her chest, her delicate nose slightly wrinkled. Then she tore open the packaging bag and put a piece of pot sticker into her mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound.

Hmph, this person really likes to look at chests, and he also likes to play with feet.

After showering, the two left the hot spring hotel and took a sightseeing bus to the town's commercial street, planning to find something to eat.

As a result, when they asked about the price, a roast chicken cost 58, and Jiang Qin suspected he had misheard.

This is 2008! A roast chicken costs 58 yuan. If I had known, I would have bought half-price chickens from the zoo and roasted them here to sell. When it comes to making money, your scenic spots are ruthless.

But...

Feng Nanshu was practically drooling over the roast chicken in the oven.

Jiang Qin couldn't help but chuckle. It was his first time seeing someone so eager for roast chicken, so he had no choice but to take out his wallet and spend fifty-eight to buy one.

The million-plus he had was all thanks to Feng Nanshu. She was his sugar momma, and if she wanted to eat the moon, he'd have to go pluck it for her. That's what you call gratitude.

But was Feng Nanshu really a rich heiress? Why did she want to eat everything she saw, so greedy that she couldn't even walk?

"You've never had roast chicken?"

Feng Nanshu wiped her saliva, her gaze still aloof: "Mother said that a true socialite would never be controlled by her appetite, so she wouldn't have any weaknesses."

Jiang Qin sighed, thinking, You're about to be controlled to death by desire, aren't you? What kind of cutthroat culture is this? "Eat it, eat more, just don't waste it."

"Jiang Qin, thank you for buying me roast chicken. You're my best friend."

"Miss, you only have me as a friend, so of course I'm the best."

Feng Nanshu thought for a long time and decided he made sense, so she changed her wording: "Then I think you're a good person."

Jiang Qin was a little defeated after hearing that: "If you want to praise me, just say I'm handsome, don't give me that useless good-guy card."

"Oh."

"By the way, I might be busy in a few days. I'll be learning to drive and trying out a small business, so I probably won't have time to hang around with you. Do you have somewhere to go?"

"I can read in the library," Feng Nanshu answered straightforwardly.

"Won't you feel lonely?"

"Not lonely. I used to be like this, alone."

Feng Nanshu looked up at him, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, seemingly unaware of what loneliness even was.

Her life would be fine as it was before, and it shouldn't change too much whether someone was there or not.

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