Shocking! The seemingly useless ex-wife is actually an all-around queen!

Chapter 85: Agree to Meet!

Bo Ya broke his string.

True friends are hard to find.

Shen Jingnian's suggestion to meet was not impulsive, but rather the result of careful consideration.

In this life, the chances of meeting someone who resonates with you are not many.

Phyllis was the only person who aroused Shen Jingnian's curiosity and shock.

But separated by a network, he didn't know how the other party had solved his puzzle.

We only met once.

Only by playing a game face-to-face can one truly see Phyllis's skill level and whether he/she is truly on the same wavelength as oneself.

After sending this message, Shen Jingnian was a little nervous.

Yes.

tension.

There are so many scammers online these days.

He was not only nervous, but also somewhat worried.

What if Phyllis thinks he's a fraud?

the other side.

Jiang Ning was also very surprised to receive S's invitation to meet.

because.

Just one second before S sent the meeting invitation.

Jiang Ning was about to send S a meeting invitation.

The internet is a mix of reality and illusion, and with a screen separating them, Jiang Ning couldn't be sure what the other party's background was.

Only by meeting in person and playing against each other can we truly understand each other's strengths and weaknesses.

If the other person is truly that capable and on the same wavelength as her, then she can be considered to have gained a kindred spirit.

and so.

Almost without any hesitation,

Jiang Ning placed both hands on the keyboard and quickly typed a line of text, then sent it: [Okay, I'm in City A. Where are you?]

City A?

Upon seeing Phyllis's reply, Shen Jingnian was initially taken aback, a look of surprise flashing in his deep phoenix eyes. [What a coincidence, I'm also in City A!]

Jiang Ning was also very surprised!

They were all actually in City A.

She then replied: "[Then let's meet at Yipinge Teahouse, 223 Dongwu Road, this Saturday at 2 PM. What do you think?]"

Shen Jingnian typed on the keyboard, "[Okay. Then let's make a gentleman's agreement: see you at 2 PM on Saturday.]"

See you there!

Shen Jingnian sat in front of the computer, watching Phyllis's avatar go from bright to dark, his deep eyes churning with dark emotions.

Also in City A?

How come he never knew?

The small city of A is surprisingly full of hidden talents!

Who exactly is Phyllis?

I'm getting more and more excited for Saturday's meeting!

Ding ding ding--

Just as Shen Jingnian logged out of the Splendid Summit, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Ninth Master, it's me."

It was Xu Wenzhi's voice.

"Go in." Shen Jingnian closed his laptop.

Just one word, yet it was full of intimidation, sending chills down one's spine.

Xu Wenzhi pushed the door open and came in.

He didn't come in empty-handed; he was carrying two packages.

Xu Wenzhi placed the items on the ground and respectfully asked, "Ninth Master, where should we put this?"

Shen Jingnian sat in the boss's chair and slightly raised his eyes. "Bring it in first and put it in the small storage room in the study."

Shen Jingnian's study was very large, more than 80 square meters, and there was also a small storage room inside, which contained Shen Jingnian's personal belongings.

No one usually comes in.

To be precise, no one dared to come in.

"Okay." Xu Wenzhi immediately picked up the two large packages and walked into the small warehouse.

After putting his things away, Xu Wenzhi looked at Shen Jingnian and said, "Ninth Master, if there's nothing else, I'll head off work now."

"Go ahead." Shen Jingnian nodded slightly.

Xu Wenzhi turned and left, closing the door behind him.

Shen Jingnian picked up "A Random Walk Down Wall Street" from the desk and slowly flipped through it. The man's brows and eyes were serious and focused. The crystal lamp evenly illuminated his cold and hard features, making him appear even more noble. His slender, jade-like fingers gently turned the pages, like a superior looking down on the world. There were no superfluous movements, but he had already controlled everything invisibly!

After flipping through many pages of the book without finding the answer he was looking for, Shen Jingnian turned on his computer again, clicked on the Baidu search page, entered a line of text, and clicked search.

I saw.

The question he searched for was: [When is the best time to give a birthday gift?]

There are many answers online.

Birthday gifts can be sent two weeks in advance.

[Birthday gifts are of course given on the day itself! What a ridiculous question!]

If you're worried about forgetting the time, it's best to send it a day in advance.

Shen Jingnian didn't have the patience to read through each one. Based on his experience, the most highly-rated answers were the most perfect ones.

So he swiped directly to the most upvoted answer.

[Actually, it depends on the situation. If the other person is very special to you, then you should send your birthday wishes at exactly 0:0 on their birthday.]

0:0?

Shen Jingnian narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly and glanced at the calendar.

There are 2 days left until the 8th.

Then I'll deliver it to her in the early morning of the 8th.

After finalizing the matter, Shen Jingnian turned off his computer, left the study, and prepared to go back to his room to wash up and rest.

After washing up, he put on a black silk nightgown and began looking for Xiaobai.

Shen Jingnian has a cool, fair complexion, and due to his long-term exercise, when he puts on a black silk nightgown, he looks different from his usual aloof and reserved self. He has a more languid air about him, making him even more eye-catching. He's the kind of person who can make people scream when he walks down the street.

He searched the house several times but couldn't find Xiaobai.

strangeness.

Where did Xiaobai go again?

Shen Jingnian frowned slightly and took the elevator downstairs.

Mrs. Shen was painting her nails on the sofa in the living room.

Shen Jingnian asked calmly, "Mom, have you seen Xiaobai?"

"Xiaobai?" Old Madam Shen shook her head. "I don't know."

After speaking, Madam Shen looked up at Shen Jingnian. Seeing that her son was still in his pajamas, she asked incredulously, "What are you doing looking for Xiaobai so late? You don't mean to put Xiaobai to bed, do you?"

Although Shen Jingnian has always liked Xiaobai very much.

But because of my germaphobia, I have never slept with Xiaobai.

After taking a bath, I will not touch Xiaobai.

It's strange today.

He was actually looking for Xiaobai while wearing his pajamas.

“No,” Shen Jingnian denied, “I was just asking casually.”

Just asking?

Madam Shen suddenly felt that the answer was somewhat familiar, but she didn't think much of it and showed Shen Jingnian her freshly painted nail polish, "Jingnian, look, doesn't this color look good on Mom?"

"It looks good." Shen Jingnian nodded slightly.

"Does he look like he's 18?" Old Madam Shen then asked.

How many?

How many?

18 years old?!

Shen Jingnian parted his thin lips slightly, “Similar.”

"It would look even more like it if the numbers were reversed."

Numbers reversed?

81?

Enraged, Old Madam Shen grabbed a cushion and threw it at Shen Jingnian, yelling, "Do you even know how to coax a girl?!"

Shen Jingnian: "......"

Madam Shen then extended her other hand to Shen Jingnian, "What about this color? Is this one nice?"

"nice."

Madam Shen rolled her eyes at him. "You deadbeat straight man, can't you say anything else besides 'looks good'? Not a single word you said is pleasing to the ear!"

That old lady is really hard to please.

She doesn't like hearing me say it's beautiful.

She still didn't like hearing that it wasn't good-looking.

Shen Jingnian: "My dad has a really good temper."

"What do you mean your father has a good temper? Do you think I have a bad temper?" Old Madam Shen looked at Shen Jingnian, "You brat, you just need to be disciplined!"

Shen Jingnian said calmly, "Then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."

in this world.

He's always the one who trains others.

It's not up to anyone else to discipline him.

Old Madam Shen ignored him, gave a disdainful "tsk" and then continued applying nail polish.

After searching around without finding Xiaobai, Shen Jingnian stopped looking and went upstairs to rest.

My schedule has been very tight these past few days on this business trip.

and so.

Shen Jingnian fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.

A good night's sleep.

Even my dreams are sweet.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Shen Jingnian woke up on time. Just as he was about to lift the covers and get out of bed, he sensed that something was wrong.

really.

After lifting the blanket, I saw a wet patch.

Shen Jingnian fell into deep thought.

Why again...?

Why did I dream about her again?

This time.

In my dream, she seemed even more alluring than before.

Is it possible to become addicted to having these kinds of dreams?

Why, why did I dream about her again?

Thinking of the scene in his dream, Shen Jingnian felt his whole body burning up and his mouth dry. He immediately went over and locked the door, then took the quilt to the bathroom, completing the whole action in one go.

Extremely skilled!

--

Today is the first morning that Jiang Ning and Grandpa Jiang have moved into Wancheng Villa.

It was still Grandpa Jiang who got up to make breakfast.

While drinking her milk, Jiang Ning said, "Grandpa, I'll ask two aunties to come back. Otherwise, you have to make breakfast and clean every morning, which is too hard for you."

"It's alright, it's alright, I'll just treat it as exercise." Grandpa Jiang looked at Jiang Ning and said very seriously, "Ningning, Grandpa still has plenty of energy. If you invite people back, having a few strangers in the house will only make Grandpa uncomfortable!"

Grandpa Jiang is really not used to having strangers in his home.

“Okay, Grandpa,” Jiang Ning put down her cup, “starting today, I will regularly hire people to come home and clean the house. I won’t let them live in the house. Otherwise, it’s too hard for you to do all the work in such a big house.”

"Alright then." Grandpa Jiang nodded, then asked, "By the way, Ningning, when will the property management work at Wancheng Villa be handed over?"

Wancheng Villa is a newly developed property.

The property management services were not perfect. To make it easier for Mr. Jiang to commute to and from work, Jiang Ning negotiated the deal after paying for the house, and they took over the property management of Wancheng Villa.

“The handover is complete,” Jiang Ning said with a smile. “Starting today, you no longer need to go to work at Dongge Garden.”

Donggeyuan is the neighborhood where they used to live.

"So fast!" Grandpa Jiang was very surprised.

"Yes," Jiang Ning continued, "You can just go to the property management center to register later."

"Ningning, you didn't tell them my identity, did you?" Grandpa Jiang asked.

This time, he didn't want to work in the community as a boss or manager.

Because only by being at the lowest level can you see the true management of a company.

The job of property management is to provide convenience and services to homeowners.

Only by providing excellent service can we make our company better, bigger, and stronger.

Since his granddaughter trusts him, he must do his best to supervise her and not let her down.

Jiang Ning shook her head. "You specifically told me not to tell, so of course I can't."

"That's good." Grandpa Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll go report for duty after I finish eating."

"Row."

After dinner.

Mr. Jiang then went to the property management office to report for duty.

Since he didn't reveal his identity, everything went smoothly. After receiving the green fluorescent vest, Grandpa Jiang took his cleaning tools and went to clean up the trash.

--

Another day has passed in the blink of an eye.

7 number.

Jiang Ning's birthday is coming up soon.

At 11 p.m., Yun Haotian sent Shen Jingnian another WeChat message: "Uncle, tomorrow is Father Jiang's birthday. Are you sure you don't want to send him a gift?"

Shen Jingnian sat in the driver's seat of the Cullinan, while in the passenger seat were designer handbags and a full set of lipsticks he had brought back from abroad.

There was also a bouquet of flowers.

There is still one hour until midnight.

Shen Jingnian picked up his phone and replied coldly: 【How many times do I have to say it? I never spend money on men who are not related to me by blood.】