Chapter 72: A Pro at Deceiving Women

er to the hospital merely for tests. Past experiences told her that the more he treated her well now, the crueler he would become later.She looked at Li An nervously and said, "I need to tell you that...Chapter 72: A Master at Deceiving Women

On both sides of Fang Jianghai and He Yufan's seats stood ten waiters in Western restaurant uniforms, ready to cater to their every command.

This scene, this atmosphere, was perfect for confessing one’s feelings or pouring out one’s heart, except it wasn't suitable for a young and beautiful woman like He Yufan dining with a middle-aged man who had put on some weight and whose hair was turning gray.

Looking around at everything—romantic and comfortable, bourgeois ambiance to the fullest satisfaction, waiters’ respectful and polite attitude—He Yufan felt somewhat surprised. Although she had been pursued by many people before, none of them had ever gone all out like Fang Jianghai did; her little vanity piqued, she sat there with a leg crossed, feeling rather pleased with herself.

A waiter next to her carefully and politely laid the tablecloth for He Yufan and poured her some red wine. Fang Jianghai snapped his fingers, and another waiter promptly presented them with a menu.

Unconsciously, He Yufan was impressed; it really was true that money could buy everything!

Fang Jianghai's hair had grayed significantly, but when he spoke, he did so with great vigor: "Miss He, what would you like to eat Just point at whatever you want. After we finish eating, we can take a walk around the mall, jewelry store, go window shopping, or enjoy some fresh air—wherever you’d like to go, I’ll accompany you." The look Fang Jianghai gave He Yufan was somewhat frivolous.

He Yufan smiled faintly; she couldn’t help but think that this old man was truly a master at deceiving women.

"Mr. Fang, after keeping me company this morning, I've gotten so busy that I'm hungry. Can we eat first" He Yufan rested her chin in her hand and blinked innocently.

"Sure, sure, let's eat first." Faced with He Yufan’s gaze, Fang Jianghai felt disoriented and flustered, his whole body heating up as he nodded repeatedly.

Fang Jianghai had dealt with countless women in his lifetime. After a few encounters with He Yufan, he realized that this woman wasn’t someone to be trifled with easily. While serving wine for He Yufan, he sidestepped to take out an elegantly packaged paper bag and handed it to her, "Miss He has been keeping me company these past two days, you have worked hard. I present a small gift as a token of appreciation. If Miss He doesn’t like it, we can go pick something else after our meal."

He Yufan naturally knew that she couldn't just accept this gift casually, but to reject it outright would seem petty. She smiled sweetly, "Haha, I feel honored to serve you; there’s no need to talk about hard work or not."

She took the paper bag and looked down at it in surprise. It was a limited edition Hermes handbag, an extremely valuable item. She pushed the paper bag back towards Fang Jianghai, "Given my status, carrying this bag isn’t appropriate. Mr. Fang should give this to someone who’s worthy of it."

She understood that one doesn't accept favors without doing anything in return.

"Miss He, you really know how to joke; once a gift is given out, there's no taking it back. At least it represents my good intentions. Are you worried about owing me a favor" Fang Jianghai’s smile was devilishly charming.

He Yufan's face inexplicably turned red.

"Just now, you said the bag isn't suitable for you. Is it because your clothes or status don't match up with hers" Fang Jianghai, as if prepared beforehand, took out a set of car keys and a bank card from his bag and handed them to He Yufan. "The money in this card is enough to buy you mansions and villas. The car is right outside; you can take it at any time."

He Yufan was taken aback again, looking out the window where a bright red, dazzling new Maserati without license plates caught everyone's attention as they walked by.

Ever since she started working after university, He Yufan had grown accustomed to vague flirtations from men. As a young woman in business, especially one who works in PR and has some looks, it was inevitable that she would receive compliments and admiration from men. Yet, this was the first time someone had presented her with such extravagant items so boldly.

It wouldn't be honest to say that seeing these material things didn't stir something inside her; in dim lights and gentle music, who could remain unaffected

Fang Jianghai looked at He Yufan's softened expression and couldn't help but smile. His hand gently took hold of He Yufan's hand on the table and whispered, "The moment I saw you yesterday, I felt a connection. Whenever you encounter difficulties in the future, feel free to ask me for anything; tell me whatever is on your mind. Whatever you want, I can get it for you."

Adults are well aware of the rules when playing their games. If He Yufan accepted Fang Jianghai's gifts today, she would become his person.

What true feelings do businessmen have Aren't they all surrounded by women on both sides at dinner tables Especially a man like Fang Jianghai; does she have the breadth of mind and courage to befriend such a person

He Yufan couldn't help but think of Zhou Guangtao, who was different. Even with a woman by his side, he would chat, drink, and never take any advantage. Upright, sincere...

There is no love without reason in this world. People expect returns for their efforts. What return does Fang Jianghai want from her Can she give it to him

Fang Jianghai's chubby hand moved up along hers, reaching her arm and inching toward her shoulder, as if something slimy was crawling on her skin, making the hairs on her body seem ready to stand on end.

She felt a strange revulsion inside but pretended to be coquettish by twisting slightly in her seat. She turned her head sideways and pulled her arm back a bit, causing Fang Jianghai's hand that was ascending up her arm to reluctantly return to hers.

He Qiufan turned her face away an inch, avoiding Fang Jianghai’s direct gaze. Smiling, she picked up the red wine glass in front of her and took a sip, "Mr. Fang, your concern for me is overwhelming; I feel honored but also a little intimidated because I’m aware of my own limitations. It seems like I can’t handle such grand gestures from Mr. Fang. The kindness you've shown me will be remembered, and when you visit again, I’ll definitely arrange a proper dinner in your honor."

Fang Jianghai’s goldfish eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a flicker of surprise on his face. With wealth accumulated over the years, he was never short of beautiful companions, whether they were demure young ladies or high-society debutantes; under his lavish spending habits, no fortress was unassailable. Today’s show of force had even won him an entertainment star, yet a mere public relations manager proved to be problematic.

His frustration grew and he chuckled, "My dear girl, I like you more and more with each day that passes. Even if you don’t accept my gifts, what I’ve promised stands true. No matter the trouble you’re in, feel free to come to me."

He Qiufan would never let the atmosphere sour; she smiled sweetly as she placed her hand on top of Fang Jianghai’s, saying tenderly, "Oh my, how naughty you are! You know exactly what troubles I’m facing but won’t help!"

Fang Jianghai watched He Qiufan bat her eyelashes at him like a little fan and pout in apparent distress. His bones felt weak with desire; he yearned to pull He Qiufan into his arms, kiss her and caress her儘情享受。oes, it’s not a problem to lack good things as long as there are good people around. Hearing Ming Zixi suggest that he sleep with Yan Luoxi again and again, Li An felt something stirring beneath his p...