The two of them spent the entire first half of the night together.

  No one came to the house to disturb them. Qi Bufan had gone out to get a room himself. Aunt Jin had probably gone to the supermarket in their village to buy garbage bags and was nowhere to be seen.

  Qiao Jiusheng collapsed on the bed, too tired to even move her fingers.

  Fang Yusheng looked satisfied. He lay on his side and looked at Qiao Jiusheng.

  Qiao Jiusheng suddenly said, “Pay up.”


  Fang Yusheng raised his eyebrows. “What?”


  “Five hundred yuan per deed. You have to pay according to the number of times.” Qiao Jiusheng whined.

  She had not expected Fang Yusheng to be so greedy.

  One time was not enough; he had to do it multiple times.

  Fang Yusheng would not give her money. He slapped her on the leg. “Then I have to charge too. If you felt good, it was due to me.” After a pause, he said, “The pile driver has to be charged too.”


  Qiao Jiusheng was dumbfounded.

  She glanced at the Fang Corporation’s pile driver and remained silent.

  Fang Yusheng was also a little tired. He gently pinched Qiao Jiusheng’s fingers. Qiao Jiusheng was too lazy to retract them; she did not have the energy either.

  “You shouldn’t have flirted with me.” After eating and drinking his fill, Fang Yusheng pointed at Qiao Jiusheng and complained.

  Qiao Jiusheng rolled her eyes.

  “Go to sleep. It’s getting late.”


  Qiao Jiusheng closed her eyes and fell asleep.

  Fang Yusheng did not fall asleep so quickly. He stared at Qiao Jiusheng’s face for a long time, then his gaze landed on her lower abdomen. He could not help but reach out to touch Qiao Jiusheng’s lower abdomen. Fang Yusheng anticipated when their baby would be in her stomach.

  ***

  On Friday, Qiao Jiusheng and Fang Yusheng attended Fang Yuqing and Jiang Wei’s engagement party.

  Jiang Wei had worn a dark blue suit that made him look young, while Fang Yuqing was dressed in a bright yellow gown. The two of them stood together, smiling. Everyone who saw them said that they were a match made in heaven and congratulated their parents.

  Jiang Wei had admitted it on his own accord. No one doubted where Fang Yuqing’s child came from anymore.

  Now that the two of them were engaged, the Fang and Jiang families would definitely cooperate closely in the future. These two families were originally two of the top three families in Binjiang City. Now that they were joined by this marriage, anyone with a brain would not offend them.

  Therefore, even if the people who came to the engagement party despised Fang Yuqing for being arrogant or thought that Jiang Wei was making a mistake, they would not dare say it out loud.

  Everyone was laughing, albeit pretentiously.

  Jiang Wei and Fang Yuqing acknowledged their elders and saw that Fang Yusheng and Qiao Jiusheng were sitting together. Jiang Wei called out to his brother- and sister-in-law, and Fang Yusheng acknowledged him. Fang Yusheng took out a key from his pocket and shouted in front of everyone, “Qingqing, catch it.”


  He could not see, so he held the key and waited for Fang Yuqing to pick it up.

  Fang Yuqing stared at the key and was a little surprised. “Brother Yusheng, this is…”


  “It’s your engagement gift.” Fang Yusheng paused before saying, “It’s an apartment near the university city. It’s not big, but it has a good environment and security around the area. It will be inconvenient for you to come home when you go to university in the future. You can stay there.”


  Fang Yuqing was unhappy living at home because of the abortion. Fang Yusheng simply gave her a house. When she reached adulthood, she could move out. This house was in the university city. It would be convenient for her to go to the university from there.

  Fang Yuqing took the keys. Her eyes turned red as she softly thanked her elder brother.

  Fang Yusheng had always done as he wished. He did not fawn over anyone, nor did he oppress anyone. His method of giving a house to Fang Yuqing made Xu Pingfei feel very relieved. As for the others who had received Fang Yusheng’s gifts, their eyes seemed a little depressed. Among them, Qiao Jiuyin and Fang Pingjue stood out the most.

  Fang Yusheng had given Fang Pingjue a Buddhist scripture for Qiao Jiuyin and Fang Mu’s wedding. Fang Pingjue’s birthday gift, a Chinese painting, was not worth anything either. Now, when Fang Yuqing had only gotten engaged, he had given her a house. Wasn’t this an obvious slap in their faces?