Wang Dahai agreed so readily that Jiang Rou grew suspicious again and couldn't help but take a step back, asking, "Really?"

"Of course it's true, after all, you were my first love."

Hearing the words "first love," Jiang Rou felt a twinge of guilt inside.

She had broken up with Wang Dahai for that rich second generation guy indeed.

But she hadn't expected that the rich guy would lose interest in her as soon as she broke up with Wang Dahai.

Later, she found out that the rich second generation had bet with friends that he could 'get' her within a week.

Poor her, she really thought he liked her.

But back then, she hadn't thought of getting back together with Wang Dahai.

Instead, she had a mistaken self-perception due to the rich second generation's pursuit.

She felt that because she was young, beautiful, and had a good figure, she could definitely marry into a wealthy family.

During her university years, there were a lot of guys chasing her, some with decent prospects.

Yet every time, she couldn't help but compare them to that rich second generation, feeling those guys weren't as good as him.

So until now, she remained single.

"Then, then loan me two thousand yuan, and I'll pay you back once I find a job."

"Alright," Wang Dahai said, "but we need to set a deadline. You can't just keep not finding a job and not pay me back, right?"

"I will certainly find a job!"

Jiang Rou, feeling belittled by him, huffed, "If I really can't find a job, then I'll just use my hand to help you with that, as payment."

"Are you dreaming?"

Wang Dahai looked at her with an odd expression: "Two thousand yuan just with your hand? Is your hand gold-plated?"

His words and gaze deeply wounded Jiang Rou's fragile heart, and her eyes reddened immediately as she stammered, "I don't want the loan anymore, okay?"

After saying that, she stamped her foot and turned away from the kitchen.

Wang Dahai had no intention of comforting her and started cooking with glee.

When the meal was almost ready, he left the kitchen.

Seeing that Jiang Rou wasn't in the living room, he walked to the bedroom and pushed the door open without knocking.

Jiang Rou was checking job listings on her phone when the door suddenly opened, startling her.

She said, annoyed, "Why don't you knock? This is my room!"

Wang Dahai rolled his eyes and said, "Wash your hands. Once Zhang and his wife return, we'll eat."

"I don't have money, I'm not eating," Jiang Rou said poutingly.

"Fine, I won't charge you for tonight's meal."

"Hmph, I don't need your pity."

She said that, but felt more comfortable inside.

She thought, although Wang Dahai had changed from before, he still cared about her in his heart.

"You really think this is your home? I'm telling you, you can throw a fit at your own home, but this is Zhang and his wife's place. If you upset them with your attitude, they could kick you out in a minute."

"I, I'll eat," Jiang Rou pouted, feeling wronged.

But Wang Dahai's words also brought her back to reality.

Indeed, this was someone else's home, and she was just staying here.

Seeing her obediently going to wash her hands, Wang Dahai said, "Don't say I didn't warn you, even though Zhang agreed to let you stay here, his wife has reservations about you."

Jiang Rou asked, puzzled, "Why?"

"You tell me why," replied Wang Dahai, "You're a single woman; do you think his wife won't be worried that you might try to move in on Zhang?"

"I haven't!"

"It's not about what you say, the fact is his wife worries about it, so you'd better be careful and try not to be alone with Zhang too much."

Wang Dahai continued, "If you weren't my first love, I wouldn't bother reminding you."

Jiang Rou washed her hands in silence, and after a few seconds, she murmured softly, "Thank you."

"Just a thank you?"

"What else do you want from me!"

Wang Dahai stepped forward, pressing against her shapely and perky bottom, rubbing it fiercely twice and said, "I've taken you out for meals and kindly reminded you, isn't a simple 'thank you' a bit too cheap?"

"Don't touch me!"

Jiang Rou quickly dodged away, complaining with grievance, "You, you're always bullying me, always taking advantage of me! I was once your girlfriend, can't you be a bit nicer to me?"

Wang Dahai sneered, "When we broke up, did you ever think about being nicer to me?"

Jiang Rou was startled, her mouth opened but she didn't know what to say.

Wang Dahai turned and left the room.

After a while, Jiang Rou also came out and said, "Dahai, are you still single now?"

"Why? Want to get back together with me?"

"No, I was just asking. Don't mind me if you don't want to answer."

Wang Dahai said, "I guess I'm single, but not entirely."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I have a steady sex partner, but we're not officially a couple."

"Really?" Jiang Rou clearly didn't believe it.

"You ask me, I tell you, and then you don't believe me. So what's the point of asking?"

Wang Dahai couldn't care less whether she believed him or not.

Jiang Rou did believe him, only feeling a bit complex inside because Dahai had changed too much.

She thought that after breaking up with her, Dahai must have been living a miserable life.

Yet here he was, earning a monthly salary of seven or eight thousand, with a steady sex partner to boot.

This made her feel a bit unbalanced inside, somewhat envious, and she couldn't help but say, "Your sex partner surely isn't as pretty as me."

Wang Dahai was amused, "You've got some confidence."

He patted the buddy in his trousers and said, "Do you really think, with my 'assets', I would settle for someone less than you?"

Jiang Rou couldn't find words to reply; indeed, his 'assets' were significant.

Some women with stronger physical desires would find it hard to resist.

Jiang Rou felt discouraged and dispirited.

Just then, the door opened, Zhang and his wife returned.

Wang Dahai said, "Bro Zhang, sister-in-law."

Jiang Rou also quickly adjusted her mood and sweetly greeted them.

Then she noticed that the sister-in-law's attitude toward her and toward Dahai was starkly different.

She was quite friendly with Dahai, but rather cold toward her.

After dinner, Jiang Rou volunteered to wash the dishes and clean the pots, hoping to leave a good impression on the sister-in-law.

Lin Wanqiu changed her clothes and said, "Dahai, come take a walk with me."

Zhang Hao said, "Wait until Little Rou is done with the dishes, then we can all go out."

"No need, I'll just go out with Dahai. You stay home and keep her company."

After that, she pulled Wang Dahai away with her.

Zhang Hao felt a bit embarrassed; he knew what Lin Wanqiu was worried about.

But he truly had no such thoughts about Jiang Rou.

However, this wasn't something he could clear up in a few words.

By the elevator, Wang Dahai said, "Sister-in-law, you might have misunderstood Bro Zhang."

"Maybe, but living together for a long time, it's only a matter of time before something happens."

As she said this, Lin Wanqiu glanced at him, her voice laced with shyness, "It's like you and me."

Wang Dahai was taken aback and found that he couldn't find fault with her words.

All of a sudden, he felt that the sister-in-law's concerns were not unfounded.

Seeing that the elevator was about to arrive, Wang Dahai suddenly said, "Sister-in-law, let's go to the stairwell."

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