In the bedroom, Jiang Muyan was taking a call from Zhao Chuan.
"President Jiang, I investigated carefully and even obtained the surveillance footage from that day. Jiang Shiya took the keys herself and drove Jiang Sinian's car out. Right through the following day, Jiang Sinian never appeared or used that car, much less did anything with Jiang Shiya inside it..."
Jiang Muyan frowned slightly.
In other words, that pair of panties really had nothing to do with Jiang Sinian.
Even if there was something wrong, Jiang Shiya had brought it about herself.
Then why was Jiang Sinian so protective of her?
Why make it seem as though something really was going on between them?
He had always felt that the relationships within that family were strange.
If Jiang Sinian and Jiang Shiya really weren't involved, that made it even stranger.
What exactly did he stand to gain by protecting her every time at his own wife's expense?
Just as Jiang Muyan was puzzling over it without finding an answer, a WeChat notification chimed.
He glanced at the screen, and his thin lips curved slightly.
Song Yutang had finally been unable to resist asking him.
She had held out for so long. The girl really was patient.
Sometimes, listening to her wrestle with things in her mind, Jiang Muyan grew anxious on her behalf and had long wanted to answer her himself.
After giving Zhao Chuan a few instructions and hanging up, he immediately replied: [I wouldn't call them insights. I just browse casually. A few classmates in my Moments are studying this area too, so I sometimes share related materials. Have I been bothering you?]
On the study balcony, Song Yutang typed awkwardly with two fingers: [Not at all! I learned a great deal from the articles you shared. Thank you so much.]
Jiang Muyan replied while handling company business: [I only reposted them. I'm glad they helped. We can all learn and improve together. If you have time, you're welcome to discuss things with us too.]
That was exactly what Song Yutang had been waiting for: [I do have a case I'd like your advice on: if a subsidiary recognizes a large goodwill impairment, causing its net assets to fall sharply, how should net profit attributable to shareholders of the parent and profit or loss attributable to non-controlling interests be adjusted in the consolidated statements... I've looked up a lot of materials, but the explanations differ. Do you have any thoughts?]
[The key is to distinguish between treatment at the consolidated level and at the parent's standalone level. In the consolidated statements, the goodwill impairment loss is recognized in full and allocated between the parent's shareholders and non-controlling interests according to their equity interests. But in the parent's standalone statements, the write-down of the carrying amount of the long-term equity investment... Is this getting a little complicated? Let me draw you a simple diagram...]
After replying, Jiang Muyan immediately pulled out a sheet of white paper, drew a simple flowchart, took a photo, and sent it over.
The engineering man's diagram was logically clear, explicitly marking out the treatment paths at both the consolidated and standalone levels, the calculation formulas, and the key decision points.
Not only was it precise, it also pointed out differences in accounting methods that she hadn't noticed.
Song Yutang was surprised: [Thank you. That explains it very clearly and helps me a lot. [Little flowers]]
Simply thanking him felt a little dry, and it wouldn't be right to cast him aside after making use of him.
She decided to try some casual conversation to bring them closer: [Your studies are so systematic, and your insights are very professional. Did you graduate in a related field?]
Jiang Muyan answered honestly: [No, I studied engineering. I just own a small stake in the club and usually do a little business with Young Master Gu. There are plenty of pitfalls in business, so I've been studying the relevant subjects.]
An expression of understanding crossed Song Yutang's face.
Sure enough, reaching the top in a place like that took more than good looks.
This top host's vision and abilities probably far exceeded what most people imagined.
Aside from his sensitive status, he was actually a very valuable connection.
Her mind began to turn: [I see. You're really impressive, succeeding at everything you do. I haven't had a chance to properly thank you for last time, and now I've troubled you again. I feel terribly bad about it. When might you be free for a meal? I'd like to thank you in person.]
Jiang Muyan couldn't help raising an eyebrow.
Her own husband lay beside her every day, yet she never showed him any such attention.
Instead, she was taking an interest in a male model whose face she had never even seen, inviting him out time and again.
He was a little displeased: [My face hasn't healed yet, so it's inconvenient for me to go out. Let's leave the meal for another time. But if you have any questions, we can discuss them together.]
Afraid that Song Yutang would go looking for him at the club, Jiang Muyan stressed: [I've been busy with classes lately and haven't been at the club. If you need anything, just message me directly.]
He really was the top host.
With his wealth of knowledge and such an accommodating attitude, even Song Yutang felt embarrassed: [Wouldn't that be too much trouble for you?]
Jiang Muyan could hardly wait for her to trouble him: [I was distracted last time and offended you. You could say we got acquainted through a clash. It would be my honor to be your study buddy.]
A study buddy...
Song Yutang liked that definition.
She had previously considered finding a male model to have a child with only to protect herself.
Now her parents-in-law treated her so well, and her husband gave her no cause for worry.
She truly liked her current family.
And she would never do anything to wrong them.
The most important reason she had gone looking for male models with Wen Jingyan that day was to use her as a breakthrough point to deal with Jiang Qingyu's family.
Even for the sake of networking, keeping in touch with a male model always felt a little strange to Song Yutang.
If they defined themselves as study buddies, however, there was no problem.
[Management is certainly important, but for investors, understanding financial statements is the core skill. I've been studying this too and have read quite a few related books. If you need them, I can mail you my old books with the key points marked, along with my notes, for reference.] Another message arrived from Jiang Muyan.
In the original owner's memories, a top student's notes were hard currency that could only be encountered by chance, not sought at will.
Song Yutang was sorely tempted, but ultimately, considering her awkward status, she tactfully took a different approach: [I'm already very grateful that you're willing to guide me. I really couldn't trouble you to mail them too. How about leaving the materials at the club? I'll have someone pick them up.]
Of course Jiang Muyan understood her concerns: [I'll find time to leave the materials at the [Lan Residence] front desk. You can pick them up whenever you're free...]
Lan Residence was the club's name.
While they were talking, Li Xiulan suddenly knocked on the door.
Song Yutang opened it to find her mother-in-law looking utterly flustered. "Yutang, I... your dad and I need to go out. Just tell the kitchen what you want for dinner..."
Song Yutang immediately realized something must have happened. "Mom, take your time. What exactly happened?"
"It's Boyan... He got into a fight at school and injured a classmate... His teacher called and said the other child's parents are making a huge scene..." Li Xiulan's eyes reddened before she even finished.
To her, a child getting into trouble at school and injuring someone was a very serious matter.
"Mom, wait for me. I'll change and go with you." Song Yutang made a swift decision and turned back toward her room.
Inside the room, Jiang Muyan was completely unprepared.
Only when the alarm sounded in his earpiece did he realize something was wrong.
He practically catapulted himself back onto the bed, not even managing to take off his shoes.
He had only just pulled up the covers to resume pretending to be in a vegetative state when Song Yutang swept in, changed, grabbed her bank card, and headed straight out.
She didn't so much as glance at him.
From a distance, Jiang Muyan heard her thoughts: [This is all the money I have left on my card... Boyan attends an elite school, so the other family must be either rich or powerful. I don't know if this little bit will cover the compensation.]
Something stirred in his heart.
For Boyan's sake, Song Yutang had actually taken out her entire savings without hesitation.
It really was the case that because her parents-in-law treated her well, she treated their whole family well in return.
At the beginning, her head had been full of money, and she had even wanted to keep the child and ditch the father. Ultimately, that was because she lacked trust and a sense of security.
In truth, Song Yutang was a kind girl who valued affection and loyalty.
With her around, his parents had someone to care about them, his sister had someone to back her up, and even his younger brother had someone to clean up after him when he got into trouble.
A wife like this was absolutely someone he could fight alongside.
Keeping himself hidden and fighting alone like this was no solution either. Now that the crisis had passed, it was time to find an opportunity to "wake up" in front of her...