Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 540 - 388. The Division of No Fate (, Section 2)
Shi Nian finally caught Yan Jian in the store.
"What has Miss Four been busy with lately, that she’s never around?" Shi Nian intentionally said, "Could it be she’s fallen in love?"
Yan Jian blushed: "Don’t be ridiculous!"
Shi Nian laughed: "Falling in love is a good thing, why are you so tense?"
"Not everyone is like you!" Yan Jian was actually feeling guilty, afraid of being discovered. In her mind, perhaps once a girl becomes a woman, some noticeable change would happen to her?
Shi Nian crossed his arms: "What’s wrong with me?"
Yan Jian snorted: "You’ve already taken my brother to your home! Don’t you know our family has rules? Kids who aren’t married aren’t allowed to stay out overnight casually, let alone move into your home so openly!"
Shi Nian’s head buzzed, and she hurried forward to cover Yan Jian’s mouth, whispering low, "Who’s spewing nonsense?"
She knew the Tang Family had strict rules, so she hadn’t dared to speak about it outside. She even instructed Ye He and the others not to mention it, so how did it still leak out?
Yan Jian smirked shamelessly, tilting her head: "My brother said it himself. At home, he just says it to anyone who asks. He didn’t even think about hiding it! Now, our whole family knows, even the horses in the stable know!"
Shi Nian’s head buzzed again.
But luckily she hadn’t lost her senses, Shi Nian pinched Yan Jian: "We’re talking about you, don’t change the subject! To be honest with you, we’ve all noticed something’s off about you. If you don’t confess soon, I’ll conclude that you’re indeed in love. With your brother and Xiao Yi as those sirs, how long do you think you can keep your secret, huh?"
Yan Jian, though standing her ground against Shi Nian’s strong offensive, stubbornly refused to admit it, but Shi Nian’s words did give her a hint.
Exactly, how did she forget what her family does? How long can she keep her trivial secret hidden? If she continues to act like an ostrich believing her confession would remain undiscovered, she would definitely face dire consequences later.
She knew time was of the essence; she needed to take advantage of her family’s busyness and quickly reel in James.
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As if their hearts were synchronized, James did indeed show up at the store that evening.
Ahead of the fierce battle over the Ford Group’s equity change, he hadn’t come to the store for some time. Maybe it was simply because they hadn’t seen each other for days that Yan Jian glanced at him more, but her face remained cold: "So it’s the new global manager of Ford Group. Your esteemed presence truly illuminates our humble shop."
James ignored the irony in her words, hands stuffed into his pockets, shrugged with a laugh: "Well, you finally know who I am."
Yan Jian couldn’t stand that attitude, so she couldn’t help retorting sarcastically: "Who are you, really? Just a fleeting image on television news, perhaps. It’s expected that those on TV might feel they’re big shots, yet they forget that TV flashes through countless frames and people every day, and none is more than a tiny fraction of those snippets."
James was irritated to the core: "No need to deny it so hastily. You just called me the global manager of Ford Group. With that title, it means you recognize me, and that’s enough."
Yan Jian’s smile grew colder: "You want me to recognize you so I can call the police more accurately, is that it? Sir, you certainly are unique and unusual. Most criminals do everything possible to ensure no one recognizes them, yet here you are, standing out boldly."
James was filled with a surge of sourness from her mockery.
Indeed, she wasn’t wrong. Why is he so uniquely bone-framed and gifted that he insists people recognize him? He even thinks he’s distinct.
Seeing him wander off in thought, Yan Jian sighed: "Sir, do you need me to call an ambulance?"
He could only sigh again: "I’m not suffocating yet!"
He then hurriedly left the battlefield and turned between the shelves.
Yan Jian could only suppress her patience: "Sir, sorry to urge you, but the shop plans to close early tonight."
Zan Hua was feeling a bit feverish, Xiao Kai accompanied her to get an IV, leaving Yan Jian alone in the store.
James first glanced at the daylight outside the window, then lowered his gaze to his watch: "I thought I’d traveled through time. It’s still early, not time for closing yet. Don’t tell me it’s another happy occasion for the owner."
Yan Jian sighed: "What’s wrong with the owner having an appointment?"
James, for some reason, harshly stared at her, yet didn’t know what to say.
Finally, he turned back between the shelves: "Sorry, I’m a customer, here to give you money, so I’m not obligated to cooperate with your sudden time changes. Visiting your store was an effort amidst my busyness, postponing several meetings. So I have to pick my things first, sorry, you, the owner, have to accompany me."
Jamie finished speaking, his figure disappeared among the shelves, and Yan Jian quietly tightened his lips, staring at his back.
There is a sense of revenge in her heart. She is not blind; he is becoming increasingly unusual around her.
The fish bit the hook itself.
She then raised her voice: "Fine, then you pick, I’ll accompany you. Anyway, there is still time."
"There’s still time?" Even Jamie couldn’t help but laugh: "Too bad, I want to pick more than one item. So I’ll take a long time, and you’d better give up; how could there still be time?!"
After saying this, he was stunned himself.
This was something to shout inside, but why did it actually come out this time?
Yan Jian felt even colder beneath.
Good, very good, fish, it’s your own doing.
"How many items do you want to pick this time?" She crossed her arms and walked out from the counter, following over to the shelves: "I say, sir, are you deliberately causing trouble?"
Jamie quietly clenched his fingertips: "Buying multiple items is causing trouble? What kind of logic is that!"
Yan Jian stared at him: "Then what’s your reason?"
He felt invisible fingers constantly poking at his spine, so he said angrily: "You know I just took the position of General Manager at Ford Group, so I need to decorate my office. Understand? You’ve encountered a big client; I will buy many of your items to fill my entire office!"
This reason was sufficient, and Yan Jian couldn’t argue for a moment.
Except, the idea that he wants to fill his office with items from this shop—note "fill up"—felt really strange.
"Fill up" also implies that he can see the items from her shop anytime he looks up and touch them anytime he reaches out...
Yan Jian quickly shook her head, turned around, and walked back to the counter: "Suit yourself."
Jamie indeed seriously started selecting, each item he picked, he personally brought over, meeting her gaze and placed on the counter as if silently retaliating: See, I’m really here to buy!
Yan Jian was holding back earlier, not saying anything, but as more items piled up on the counter, Yan Jian started to feel uncomfortable.
"Sorry, do you plan to cram all these into your office?"
Jamie walked over, looked down at her: "Naturally."
Yan Jian’s scalp tingled slightly: "These items, each one has age and a story."
"I know." He shrugged lightly: "So even if they are precious, it’s okay; I’ll pay full price, and won’t bargain because I’m buying in quantity. Rest assured."
Yan Jian couldn’t help but cross her arms and sneer: "Sir, certainly a businessman; the words spoken are so mercantile. What I told you is not about price."
He raised his brows, unhappy: "Then you say these items have age and stories, isn’t it implying that their high price is justified?"
"That’s not what I meant!" Yan Jian crossed her arms, shook her head regretfully: "Actually, sir, our shop does business not just for profit, but also to form bonds. But just from what you said earlier, it proves you are not connected with these old items."
Yan Jian placed the items back on the shelves one by one: "Sorry sir, I cannot sell these items to you. You have no connection with them, and they wouldn’t want to go with you."
"Just like that Buddha Head, seeing you can make it shed tears, proves the bond is wrong."
Jamie’s ears buzzed, unable to resist grabbing Yan Jian’s arm: "What do you mean?!"
Yan Jian looked up at him: "Same words again, all items are old, have age and stories, so you see my big sister’s shop layout, everything has respect and reflects its unique age and implications."
"And for you to buy one or two items for decoration, it’s still harmless. But if it’s like earlier, bringing back a pile just for stacking, then it disrespects the original intention for which my big sister took risks to bring them back from Asia."
"Though they are lifeless, they have spirit, people with connection understand cherishing, those without connection, I won’t sell them no matter the money offered."
