Chen Yuanshu was very efficient and soon handed over a set of second-hand house data in the Xuanwu Lake area to Cao Jingjian, with prices ranging from 650,000 to 700,000 yuan. Although Cao Jingjian had some suspicions about the origin of these high-quality houses, she couldn't refuse Chen's kindness. The Cao family was generally straightforward and not too rigid in their dealings, but they also knew how to show some human emotions when interacting with others. Cao Jingjian finally chose a house priced at 640,000 yuan and handed over a deposit slip to Chen Yuanshu, saying: "Sister Chen, there's 670,000 yuan in this account, the password is 123456. The remaining 30,000 yuan can be considered as the intermediary fee. Don't be polite with me, I know these houses are not worth the price you gave me. To be honest, it's still your loss and my gain. However, since you're Er Gou's god-sister, I'm at ease taking this advantage."

  "Now that you've called me 'sister', do you think I'd still take this passbook?" Chen Yuanshu, who had invited Cao Qianjiao to the Qingtao Teahouse, didn't go to pick up the passbook.

  "Must collect, should collect, have to collect."

  Sitting opposite Chen Yuanshu, Cao Jingjian gently put down the passbook, with a subtle smile, saying: "Sister Chen, you have to let me help Er Gou do something. This is all my savings from childhood to adulthood, including every red envelope and scholarship I received each year, plus my part-time job during holidays. With this amount, I can only afford to buy a small second-hand house in Nanjing to start a small family. No matter if Er Gou becomes rich or capable of buying luxury apartments or villas in the future, I want our first home to be chosen and decorated by me."

  Cao Jing said, thoroughly dispelling Chen Yuanshu's idea of giving Chen Ergou some external objects. After hesitating for a moment, she finally accepted the passbook. She decided to put this highly commemorative item together with Chen Ergou's paper and keep it forever. From another perspective, Chen Yuanshu also felt no discomfort in her heart, took a sip of tea, and asked with a smile: "Jing, when are you and Fusheng going to get the certificate?"

  Cao Jingyan's face turned slightly red, although she had mentally prepared herself, but hearing it from Chen Yuanshu's mouth still made her a bit flustered. Nowadays, apart from Chen Fugui who was far away in the Shenyang Military Region, the only relative that Chen Erdou seemed to have was Chen Yuanshu, this aunt who didn't share any blood ties but held significant importance. As soon as Chen Yuanshu opened her mouth, it felt like she was urging Cao Jingyan and Erdou to get married, just like a member of the Chen family would. Cao Jingyan's face turned red as she lowered her head to drink tea.

  Chen Yuanshu also felt that she was a bit too hasty, and she picked up her teacup to cover it up, turning her head to look out the window. She had always thought that柴米油盐酱醋茶 (domestic chores) were trivial matters that oppressed women, and that talking about marriage was the tomb of love. Love and marriage, love and sex - Chen Yuanshu had always believed that these things were mutually exclusive, like bear paws and fish fins, and that if you gained one thing, you would lose another. Therefore, she had many fleeting relationships in her life, but very few men had ever entered her heart, let alone talked about entrusting their lives to each other, or growing old together hand in hand. These eight words were the biggest lie for Chen Yuanshu, who had known since childhood that her father had an illegitimate child outside of marriage.

  Being with Cao Jingyan, Chen Yuanshu didn't feel the need to engage in polite small talk or lively conversation, which would only make things seem inferior. Even if they only exchanged a few words over a pot of tea, it was better than the idle chatter of ordinary women. Putting aside Chen Ergou, Cao Jingyan and Chen Yuanshu, who was busy with her business, didn't have much common language between them. The two women tacitly sipped their tea in silence, creating a warm atmosphere.

  The next day, Fang Jie invited Chen Ergou and his gang to dinner at the Zhongshan Golf Course, along with Ji Jing and her twin daughters, Zhou Jingzhen and Wei Dongchu. The Wei family villa was perhaps more lively than ever before. Fang Jie, Zhou Jingzhen, Cao Qian, and several other women were busy in the kitchen, while Wei Dongchu was chasing after Wang Huzi, who had accidentally slapped his pet spider to death, in the living room. Chen Qingzhi and Wang Jiefang sat solemnly, one drinking tea and the other drinking wine, without a care in the world.

  Chen Ergou, who had been dragged to the corner by Wu Ma and nagged for half a day, finally escaped to the side door outside the fish pond. The old man, Wei Gongde, sat on a chair, slowly taking out the bait bag to feed the fish. This silent old man seemed to be the most incongruous with the prosperity of the Wei family, calm and solemn to the point of being rigid. Even when Wei Duan was alive and in power, no one paid attention to this old man who took dogs for walks and fed birds. Even after Wei Gongde's death, when Fang Jiao was busy taking charge, no one noticed the old man who seemed to have feeding fish as his greatest interest in life. Chen Ergou pulled over a bamboo chair and sat down beside the old man, handing him a cigarette. The old man glanced at the cigarette in Chen Ergou's hand, then turned away, ignoring him.

  The embarrassed Chen Ergou had to withdraw his hand and put the cigarette back, for this old man Wei Chi who was also famous in his early years, Chen Ergou had reverence in his heart. After all, every time Uncle Jiang Zifang mentioned his legend, he would be as excited as if he had taken inferior aphrodisiacs, with an expression that only a young boy would have when hearing about a certain legend. Influenced by this, Chen Ergou also had double respect for the old man Wei Chi Gongde.

  "I only fish in the South China Sea." Old Wei threw out bait, attracting a pool of bright red carp competing for food, a magnificent sight.

  Chen Ergou was so moved that he almost burst into tears. He had been staying in the Wei family villa for nearly half a year, and this old man who rarely showed his face had hardly spoken to him. This wasn't just directed at Chen Ergou, but also towards Fang Jie and Wu Ma. The fact that he was willing to explain something today meant that Chen Ergou's position in his heart had changed. Chen Ergou stood beside the old man, staring blankly at a pool of large red koi fish swimming together.

  "Master Wei Chi, I heard from Jiang Zifang that you are the master of Bajiquan. If not, I'll take the liberty to introduce a disciple to you. I don't dare say he's talented, but he can definitely endure hardship." Chen Ergou said cautiously.

  "The two words 'Zong Shi' are undeserving, differing by 180,000 miles." The old man Wei Chi said expressionlessly.

  Wei Chi Gong De did not explicitly express his attitude towards the apprentice, neither refusing nor agreeing.

  Following Wei Duan Gong Cao Jing Jiu, he has been holding people's hearts for a long time and has become more skilled in his movements. Chen Er Gou immediately got up and went to the living room to call out Wang Jiefang, saying respectfully: "Master Yuchi, this is Wang Jiefang, who has been doing grave digging and gold searching for many years. His boxing skills are all over the place, I'm afraid that without guidance from a superior, he will go astray and hurt his body, after all, external family fist techniques are not suitable."

  "Can you bear hardships?" Wei Chi said indifferently, without even turning his head to look at Wang Jiefang.

  "Alright." Wang Jiefang said in a deep voice, of course he wouldn't refuse this rare opportunity. In China, few people don't care about their family background, and nowadays so-called martial arts masters are mostly fake, only knowing some fancy moves and shouting loudly. As for how powerful Wei Gongde is, Wang Jiefang can't see through it, but he's definitely a master, at least better than Guo Xiaotian by one level. Learning from him will surely bring great benefits, far surpassing his own self-taught clumsy movements.

  The old man nodded and waved his hand. Chen Ergou wisely pulled Wang Jiefang away, but unexpectedly the old man said: "Fusheng, you stay for a moment."

  Chen Ergou sat back in a daze, and Old Man Wei said: "When that kid was learning the Eight Extremes Fist from me, you should practice Xingyiquan with me whenever you have time. It's good for your body."

  "Thank you, Master Wei Chi. I'll send a box of Zhongnanhai cigarettes to you another day." Chen Er Gou said with a wide smile, not feeling that his words were out of place at all.

  However, it's also considered that he accidentally stumbled upon a good thing. Wei Tuo Lao Ren had always disliked hypocrites the most, and Chen Er Gou, who seemed to be lacking in momentum and elegance, was quite to his taste. With a flick of his wrist, he threw out a fishing lure and revealed a warm smile that could make Fang Jie very envious. He said: "You bring back the black leopard hound, that beast has spirit, if I don't see it for a day, I won't be comfortable. If it can follow the mountain slide dog from Shandong, which is the favorite of Wei Duan Gong, it must be a pure-blooded guardian dog."

  Then, Old Man Wei Chi waved his hand and gazed at the fish pond, as if he had fallen into memories again.

  Chen Ergou quietly retreated to the living room, and Wang Huren finally got rid of Wei Dongchong's pursuit. He was chatting with Wang Jie in the corner, and when he saw Chen Ergou, he beckoned him over. When Chen Ergou approached, Wang Huren excitedly asked: "How did you manage to do this? I don't understand why that old man, Yuchi Gongde, would be willing to teach such a mediocre person like Jiefang. He's not even a decent fighter, just a waste of space. And yet, he was able to learn from the old master... it really makes me jealous!"

  "Maybe Old Master doesn't want to take his skills to the grave." Chen Ergou said with a smile.

  Wang Hu nodded slightly, turned his head towards the kitchen, and suddenly sighed: "This house is full of heavenly women. Although Ji Jing's face and temperament are relatively unremarkable, her butt is the biggest, and I like it the most. Actually, Chen Yuanshu is still my type, a mature woman with a plump and round buttocks. Being sandwiched between her two legs for one night wouldn't even make me a complete man... Er Gou, since you're so morally upright and don't want to 'do' sister-in-law, why not show some kindness and give her to me? This way, we can also become closer."

  "When did I ever stop you."

  Chen Ergou smiled unpleasantly: "However, don't think I'll give her any aphrodisiacs. If you can win over Chen Yuanshu with your own abilities, I'll definitely give you a big red envelope."

  "What's going on?"

  Wang Hu shook his head, and his middle-parted hair swung out in an arc. He indulged himself, saying: "Isn't my appearance enough?"

  Wang Jiefang had an expression of utter normalcy that was so fake it couldn't be any faker.

  "Winter insect, Wang Hu Zhang said your butt is small and flat, not fully developed." Chen Er Gou couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Wang Hu Zhang's butt with one foot, letting out a loud roar. Then Wang Hu Zhang was chased by Wei Dong Chong holding a fruit knife from downstairs to upstairs and then outside, until everyone sat down to eat before he could catch his breath. The traitor's head was disheveled due to sweating profusely, making him look even more comical, amusing the whole table of people. Wei Dong Chong didn't forget to show off with one hand holding a chopstick towards Wang Hu Zhang.

  Fang Jie was the most melancholic person at this table, having long been disillusioned with life's ups and downs. She didn't expect things to move so quickly this time. Chen Fusheng, that young man, was sitting in his usual seat at the dinner table again. This time, not only was Wu Ma busily serving him dishes, but there was also a mysterious beauty, Cao Jingjian, who had appeared out of nowhere. Fang Jie gazed at Chen Ergou's radiant smile, which was completely devoid of guile. Although she wasn't sure if it was wise or foolish to entrust Shi Qingfeng's internal affairs to him for the past five years, she had already gone too far to back down now. Fang Jie was prepared to start genuinely supporting this half-trusted aide, not wanting to fall behind Chen Yuanshu. After Xia He's death, Pudong International Investment was a big cake, and adding the Ge family's properties to it made it an even more enticing prospect. As for Chen Ergou, who had just entered the business world, he might have wanted to take a bite but didn't have the strength to do so. Fang Jie couldn't swallow everything herself, so she decided to help him out in a timely manner.

  Looking at Chen Qing again, Fang Jie had a lingering fear. Although this person was not Chen Fusheng's confidant, he could completely hold his own. Wang Hu Sheng and Wang Jiefang brothers, Fang Jie also did not dare to underestimate them. They were all fugitives, if it weren't for Chen Fusheng's bridge relationship, Fang Jie would never want to deal with these kinds of people who dared to kill and were willing to be outlaws in his lifetime. They were different from Song Dynasty *****, the latter had a family in Nanjing and was destined not to make excessive moves that crossed the line too much.

  Luckily they were friends, not enemies.

  Fang Jie smiled and stood up, proposing that everyone have a drink, with the children using juice instead.

  There was Wang Huzi, who seemed to be talking nonsense but actually had a clever tongue, and this guy didn't mind being ridiculed by the crowd. With Cao Jingjian and others intentionally or unintentionally leading the conversation, the atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious and joyful. Zhou Jingru is now in a situation where she rises and falls together with Chen Ergou, and Chen Ergou chose to compromise with the Fang family, so she was happy to break the deadlock with Fang Jie. As for Ji Jing, perhaps it was because Fang Jie had experienced too many things recently, so she took a yielding attitude towards the division of property. Ji Jing got the promise she wanted, so naturally, she wouldn't put on a gloomy face or make an unpleasant expression, even when she heard Fang Jie say that she would give the Zhongshan Meilou villa in the Zijin Mountains to Chen Ergou as a wedding gift, she just smiled lightly and didn't show any displeasure.

  Fang Jie threw out this huge olive branch, and Chen Ergou instinctively wanted to turn his head to ask Cao Jingjian's intention, but Cao Jingjian almost immediately grasped his left hand under the table and drew a cross on his palm. So Chen Ergou nodded in understanding and shook his head, refusing Fang Jie's grand gift - a Clock Mountain villa worth tens of millions. Although Chen Ergou was extremely tempted, he restrained himself, his expression calm, but under the table, he didn't let go of Cao Jingjian's slender hand. This time, he didn't secretly squeeze her hand, but instead held it with just the right amount of force, so that Cao Jingjian couldn't pull away, nor was she uncomfortable. Chen Ergou thought to himself for a moment, then began to gently caress Cao Jingjian's palm, his movements light and soft, as if he were stroking a piece of white jade. He teased her mercilessly, causing Cao Jingjian's face to flush red, like a peach blossom. The first person to notice was Wei Dongchong, who shouted: "Ergou, what are you doing with your hand under the table? Bullying Sister Cao?"

  Usual gentle and calm Cao Jingjian's face turned completely red with shame, she didn't dare to see anyone.

  Almost holding his belly in laughter, Zhou Jingzhen gently pulled over his daughter Wei Dongchong, and couldn't help but bail out Chen Ergou, saying with a smile: "Fusheng, you might as well take that house, even if you don't live there, it can be an investment. Fang Niang's kind intentions, how can you refuse? If Zhongshan Meilu won't accept it, then my and your aunt's gifts and red envelopes are even more not in your eyes? Jingzhen, what do you think?"

  Zhou Jinfu cleverly threw the burden directly at Cao Jingzhu.

  So, Cao Jingrui could only nod her head, and Chen Ergou finally became a member of the "have house have car" class. The car was an Audi A4 that he had exchanged for his Hummer, and the house was the Clock Mountain Villa that would soon be transferred to his name. Although his income was still unstable, at least he had already escaped from the warm and well-fed life and reached the rich class.

  In the late afternoon, Cao Jing led Chen Erdou to see the house she had chosen. The community was a bit old, but the facilities were complete, with an area of over 80 square meters. The things inside had been moved out. After learning that this was the house she had bought with her own savings, Chen Erdou didn't say anything and squatted on the balcony to smoke, one after another. Cao Jing, who also saw the house for the first time after getting the key, studied it by herself, and finally came to the balcony, laughing: "How is it? Do you feel uncomfortable eating soft food, or do you dislike this small house and want to move to Zhongshan Mei Lou?"

  Chen Ergou scratched his head and said, "Don't be silly, I'm just sorry for you, up to now we still can't live a good life."

  "Good days? How good is good?"

  Cao Jing shook her head gently, leaning on the balcony railing and gazing at a 7-story residential building across the way. She smiled and said, "Er Gou, in just over a year you've accumulated your current wealth - it's happening fast! As the ancient saying goes, 'being top of the imperial examination' is a great achievement. I think you're not far off from that either. I reckon people outside of Nanjing are all talking about your accomplishments. Who knows, maybe some rich family's daughter will want to marry you. You'd better be content with what you have, or you might suffer heavenly punishment. Besides, it was me who bought the house, but going forward, everything from decoration to renovations will require your money and effort. I'm not good at physical labor, so all I can do is pick out things - you'll be in charge of paying and doing the heavy lifting. If you still have a strong sense of male chauvinism and feel uneasy about it, then just work hard, earn money diligently, and strive to let me live a life where I can stretch out my hands for clothes and open my mouth for food as a rich lady."

  "Alright." Chen Ergou stood up and said with a heroic tone.

  Cao Zhi is indeed a wonderful person who can turn decay into magic.

  "When can we get a certificate?" Chen Erdou asked with a smile.

  Cao Jing'er pretended not to hear, continuing to gaze into the distance. She had already summarized her general policy for dealing with Chen Ergou: when he was out of breath, she would lightly and indirectly encourage him; when he was hesitant, she would help him make a decision; but when he was shamelessly thick-skinned, she would immediately become deaf and dumb. Otherwise, Cao Jing'er's clever thoughts and ideas would be no match for this man's cunning and unscrupulousness. As the saying goes, Chen Ergou was a "heavy sword with no edge", or in other words, a person who had no shame could conquer the world. Cao Jing'er had suffered greatly at his hands, so she could only adopt a defensive strategy.

  "It's also okay to get on the bus first and then buy a ticket." Chen Ergou said seriously.

  Cao Cao endured again.

  "Should it be a boy or a girl? Or should we just have several?" Chen Ergou seemed to be in a dilemma.

  Cao Jing still endured.

  "Having a boy would be like me, having a girl would be just like you, but what to name it is another problem." Chen Ergou seemed very troubled, furrowing his brow, without noticing the woman beside him was on the verge of collapse.

  Cao Jing finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and pinched Chen Ergou's ear, saying: "If you want to give birth, give birth to yourself alone."

  "When I was a kid, Widow Zhang from Zhangjia Village told me that a woman can't give birth to a child." Chen Ergou laughed with an extremely sly expression, his face full of a "don't-imitate-this" look, and suddenly pulled Cao Jingyan into his arms, holding her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "You won't have children for me, then who will you have them for?"

  Just as Cao Jingjian was about to say something, his chin was hooked up by Chen Ergou's finger, and he knew it wasn't good, so he quickly turned his head away. As a result, he dodged this cunning guy's sneak attack. Cao Jingjian, who was surrounded by Chen Ergou's arm around her waist, didn't even have time to scold him for being presumptuous before her delicate chin was hooked up again. However, this time she didn't see a face full of lust, but rather a pale and emaciated face with complex emotions in his eyes that were suppressed by fear and anxiety. When he looked up this time, apart from discovering the repressed emotions that could erupt at any moment, Cao Jingjian also saw a hint of wildness reminiscent of the northeastern wilderness on a snowy winter day. Cao Jingjian was wise and knew that she had planted the first seed of ambition in this man's heart, which took root in Zhangjiashan, sprouted in Shanghai, and grew strong in Nanjing. Although it hadn't grown into a towering tree yet, she could see his pride. Chen Ergou was like a seaweed that could withstand the raging sea, although he was stunning, Cao Jingjian only loved this stubborn and persistent man who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted, even if it meant digging three feet underground and bleeding to death. Every time he went up the mountain and down the mountain, he would rise again, and eventually, he might even kill the northeastern tiger.

  Cao Jing closed her eyes resignedly, her face as lovely as a peach blossom. Just like a peach tree in the southern country standing on the snowy ground of the north, it was touching and charming, swaying gently in the wind.

  Her mind was not affected by the decline of wealth and reputation, nor was it moved by praise or blame, joy or sorrow. This is what is called being unmoved by the eight winds. But at that moment, even her mind, which was like a rock, was easily shaken by the affairs of men and women. Cao Qinqin was just a tense woman with a slightly trembling body, her already pale hands were stiff and even whiter due to excessive force, she had nowhere to place them and didn't know what to do.

  As Chen Ergou progressed gradually, he first lightly touched Cao Qinqin's thin and delicate lips, like a fine brush gently caressing a piece of untouched rice paper. Then he pried open her tightly closed teeth, and their saliva mingled drop by drop. With each further advance, his hands tightened around her another notch, and the two bodies merged seamlessly together.

  Chen Ergou could even clearly feel the tenderness and softness of Cao Qinqin's tongue, and he also discovered for the first time that a woman's body was much easier to understand than her heart. Even the most unattainable goddess, the most ethereal fairy who did not eat human food, when they slowly opened their hearts like unfolding a freehand brushwork landscape painting, the beauty inside was not something that could be described to outsiders.

  Chen Ergou's advances escalated from gentle to forceful, while Cao Jingjian initially hesitated, as if engaged in an uneven battle of wills. Cao Jingjian struggled to maintain her last line of defense, but Chen Ergou's persistence eventually paid off. Her body relaxed, and she placed her hands lightly on his chest, creating a slight gap between their nearly entwined bodies. At this point, what was the use of talking about propriety? Today, Cao Jingjian had thoroughly fallen into Chen Ergou's trap.

  Perhaps it was Chen Ergou's invasion that came too suddenly, a series of actions that were too unexpected, Cao Jing forgot that she was a woman with a cleanliness habit, in the family, enduring someone smoking a few meters away was already her biggest limit, never thought that today she would be mouth-to-mouth with a man who had just smoked several cigarettes.

  Just as Chen Ergou's hand was about to touch Cao Jingyue's perfectly curved buttocks, Cao Jingyue's mind was already wavering and she almost couldn't help but open her mouth to kiss Chen Ergou. But finally, she managed to muster up the courage to push Chen Ergou away, weakly scolding him: "Rascal."

  Chen Ergou still didn't let go of Cao Jing, and with a lingering aftertaste, he licked his lips, savoring the flavor. With a look of intoxication and a sly smile, he said: "You, Bai Bai Nong Nong ****, plump and tender, even when I was 9 years old, you praised me, saying that when I grew up, I would definitely be the number one rogue in Zhangjiacun. Besides, who can hold you and not play the rogue? That's not a man."

  "Smooth talker!" Cao Zhi cursed, turning his head away in anger.

  Chen Ergou lowered his voice and said, "How about we try our smooth talk again?"

  Cao Jingjian was embarrassed again, his momentum dropped to the bottom, and he didn't know how to compete with Chen Ergou's thick skin at this sensitive moment. If Chen Ergou still didn't seize the opportunity, he would regret it later. In fact, Chen Ergou hooked Cao Jingjian's chin for the third time with a domineering attitude, narrowed his eyes and said: "Wife, let's do it again?"

  "You smoke." Cao Jingjian's reason was pale and powerless.

  "Then I don't kiss, just touch?" Chen Ergou was very easy-going.

  Cao Jing faced this increasingly shameless man, biting her lip, tiptoeing, closing her eyes, with a seductive and charming posture that allowed Chen Ergou to ravish her.

  Who would have thought that Cao's wife would end up being teased and flirted with by Chen Ergou, a rustic bumpkin.

  Chen Ergou showed no restraint at all, lowering his head and continuing to monopolize the misfortune that belonged only to him.

  After the grand finale, there will be a smaller one. At this point in life, it's almost perfect. (If you want to know what happens next, please log in, more chapters are available, support the author, support the official version!)