MGASC -Chapter 235 A Woman Who Can Be Soothed with Just Two Slices of Beef

She picked up a few more strands of noodles and slowly brought them to her mouth.

Just then, his chopsticks reached over, and two slices of beef suddenly appeared in her bowl. “If you really want some, blanch it a bit first. We agreed—just two slices.”

Zhang Ling smiled. She took a bite of the thin beef. It was tender yet springy, carrying that distinct, rich fragrance unique to beef, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

Seeing her smile, Jin Quan felt both helpless and amused.

A woman who could be coaxed with just two slices of beef—what kind of future could she possibly have?

After the meal, he brought medicine and hot water into the inner room for her. Zhang Ling went to look for her hair tie and pulled open the bedside drawer, immediately spotting that glittering gold bracelet.

She took it out and examined it closely.

It really looked like solid gold—heavy in her hand, perhaps even heavier than Qiaoqiao’s. It was just slightly misshapen, no longer round but flattened.

Hearing Jin Quan’s footsteps, Zhang Ling hurried to put the bracelet back into the drawer, but it was too late.

She held it awkwardly, unsure whether to put it down or not. “I… um…”

Her face turned so red it looked like it might drip blood. It was the first time Jin Quan had seen someone blush like that. Logically speaking, she’d had a man before—so why was she still this shy?

It was oddly interesting.

“What ‘um’?”

“I was just looking at it… Is this real gold?”

“Gold’s expensive. Where would I get the money to buy real gold?” Jin Quan took the bracelet from her. With his large hands, he bent it here and adjusted it there, reshaping the flattened bracelet back into a circle so it didn’t look so battered anymore.

Then he casually tossed it in front of her. “It’s yours. Take it and wear it for fun.”

Zhang Ling’s heart skipped. She pushed the bracelet back toward him. “Are you joking?”

Jin Quan’s words were never reliable. She was certain it was real gold. Qiaoqiao had said gold was soft and easily deformed.

If it really was gold, how could she casually accept something so valuable without any proper relationship between them?

“You don’t want it?” Jin Quan picked up the bracelet again.

Zhang Ling shook her head.

“If you don’t want it, then I’ll throw it away!”

“Hey, you—”

Jin Quan strode to the window, pushed it open, and with a flick of his wrist, threw it out.

By the time Zhang Ling rushed to the window in panic, there was nothing in his hand anymore.

“How can you waste something like that?” She was so angry she wanted to hit him—and she actually did, twisting his arm hard.

But his skin was thick and tough; it was like scratching an itch for him.

Jin Quan’s face darkened, and he sneered. “I’ve wasted far more than just one bracelet.”

“You…” Zhang Ling caught the hidden meaning in his words. For a moment, she felt ashamed, angry, and completely at a loss.

Biting her lip, she went into the inner room and swallowed her medicine with water.

Seeing that he still stood with his back to her, saying nothing, she put on her coat and walked to the door. “I’m leaving.”

Jin Quan ignored her and headed straight for the bathroom.

A tightness filled Zhang Ling’s chest. She slammed the door and stomped downstairs.

Only after hearing the door slam did Jin Quan lean out from the bathroom, shirtless. The doorway was already empty.

She really left?

Heartless.

The bathroom door slammed shut with a bang, even louder than before—almost enough to shatter the glass.

Meanwhile, downstairs—

Zhang Ling was bent over in the snow, holding a small stick and carefully rummaging through the grass buried beneath a layer of snow.

She was on the verge of collapse. Even if she didn’t want it, she couldn’t just let it be thrown away!

What kind of man was he?!

Such a terrible temper—no wonder he was still single at thirty.

Ahhh, she was going crazy!

After searching for a while, her hands, bare and without gloves, were nearly frozen numb.

She had scraped small furrows across the snow, but there was no sign of the bracelet.

Just as she kept digging, someone called out from upstairs.

Zhang Ling turned around. The third-floor window was open. Jin Quan leaned against the windowsill, grinning roguishly as if watching a show.

Embarrassed, she threw down the stick and glared angrily at that carefree man.

Yet Jin Quan seemed oblivious. “Silly girl, what are you looking for?”

Zhang Ling bit her lip tightly. Caught red-handed, she almost wanted to turn and leave.

But he waved something in his hand at her from afar. “Looking for this?”

From the distance, she couldn’t see clearly—just a glint of gold. It seemed to be the bracelet.

Blood rushed to her head. Staring at the object in his hand, her mind buzzed.

So she had been acting like a clown this whole time?

She was furious.

But what angered her even more was what happened next. Jin Quan casually tossed the bracelet down again. “Here you go. Catch it this time!”

“You’re really throwing it again?!”

A dazzling arc flashed before her eyes. Zhang Ling squinted and reached up—but the bracelet landed behind her instead, dropping with a soft thud into the white snow.

She turned around. This time, she didn’t need to search.

The golden bracelet lay on the pristine white snow. The snow was blindingly bright, and the bracelet gleamed even more sharply, almost hurting her eyes.

Zhang Ling carefully picked it up and gently rubbed it. She wanted to turn back and scold that man a few more times, but there was no sign of him at the window anymore.

Bastard!

Complete jerk!

Tucking the bracelet away, Zhang Ling returned to the restaurant. After yesterday’s chaos, the place had reopened. At the entrance, Zhang Qiao had posted a red paper announcement for a Spring Festival promotion: spend one hundred yuan, get a five-yuan voucher, plus a free hair styling tool set.

The promotion was even more generous than before. Not yet noon, and customers were already lining up at the door. It seemed yesterday’s disaster hadn’t affected business at all.

Zhang Ling was overjoyed. Her headache was gone, her back no longer ached—it felt as if even her illness had completely disappeared. She excitedly changed into her work uniform and threw herself into work.

During a break at noon, she finally found time to ask Zhang Qiao, “Qiaoqiao, is everything okay with the shop now?”

Zhang Qiao nodded. “Don’t worry, Sis. Everything’s fine.”

“And the factory?”

“Also fine.”

Only then did Zhang Ling truly relax. She worked even harder in the afternoon. She felt like she was born to be busy—when she rested, she got sick; when she worked, she forgot everything.

Lin Tianyue had been worried about Zhang Qiao. After finishing work that afternoon, he made a special trip to Kemanlou to tell her the good news that Yuehaihui had been shut down.

Zhang Qiao was surprised. “Yuehaihui was sealed up? No wonder our business is booming today!”

She had been so busy that even the boss lady herself had to serve dishes to customers.

Afraid she would exhaust herself, Lin Tianyue pressed her into a chair, kneading her shoulders and massaging her back while humming lightly, “That Gu Junye is too arrogant. It was only a matter of time before he stumbled. Jiangcheng’s market is huge—he runs his business, we run ours. Who was stopping him from making money? Yet he just had to make things difficult for my wife, acting like Jiangcheng belongs to his family!”

If he got truly angry, next time Yuehaihui would carry the surname Lin.

After all, Gu Yu didn’t even like his cousin—he might as well drive him out of Jiangcheng altogether.

Lost in these fierce thoughts, he accidentally used too much force. Zhang Qiao cried out in pain, startling him into quickly letting go. “Sorry, sorry. I was just thinking about getting justice for my wife.”

Zhang Qiao shot him a silent glance and rubbed her sore shoulder.

Though her shoulder hurt, her heart felt sweet.

Leaning against him, she said softly, “Big Rough Guy, after the New Year, let’s bring the kids to Jiangcheng to study.”

“Alright.”

Lin Tianyue kissed her hair, his eyes filled with hope for the future.

“Your office space should expand too. The residential house on Jiuma Road is too small. Why not move into the villa Gu Yu gave us? It’s big enough and impressive.”

His kisses trailed down to her slender neck. “Mm. Whatever you say.”

“I want to hire a few more chefs. And if my sister gets married someday, I want to open a shop for her. She’s such a good cook—she’ll definitely make money.” Zhang Qiao held his hand and turned to look at him tenderly. “Big Rough Guy, do you agree?”

Lin Tianyue said nothing. He simply cupped her chin and answered her with a passionate kiss.