Listening to that muffled farting noise, Shu Ya's face darkened as she clenched her teeth and asked:
"You... What are you doing?"
"Didn't you tell me to let it out quickly if I had to? Actually, I've been feeling some gas in my stomach since I came in, but I didn't want to disgust you, so I've been holding it back. I never expected Shu Ya to be so considerate," Hao Jian said with a mischievous smile.
By this time, Shu Ya felt like killing someone. Had this jerk come to find her just to fart and disgust her?
"Alright, I was actually planning to propose to you, but seeing as this is your attitude, forget it."
Hao Jian huffed arrogantly, turned around, and walked away.
"Wait." Shu Ya suddenly panicked and called out to stop Hao Jian.
"What?" Hao Jian looked back at her, annoyed.
"You. Did you just say you were going to propose to me?"
Shu Ya put down the work in her hands, stood up, and stared at Hao Jian from a distance, asking the question. Although she tried her best to hide it, her face was still a bit shy.
"Nope, I was actually saying I'm going to return the ring," Hao Jian immediately backpedaled. As if I'm proposing now.
Shu Ya pursed her lips, thinking to herself how petty this guy was.
Then, she stretched out her hand.
"What for?" Hao Jian pretended not to understand.
"The ring, aren't you planning to propose?" Shu Ya said, annoyed. Couldn't this guy take a hint, didn't he see how she was behaving?
Hao Jian responded expressionlessly, then took a few quick steps forward, threw the ring box into Shu Ya's hand, and then mimicked Shu Ya by stretching out his own hand.
"What for?" Now it was Shu Ya's turn to be confused.
"You are the one who wants to marry me, so you should be the one proposing. Come on, show me how well you can perform," Hao Jian said, thick-skinned.
Shu Ya gritted her teeth, opened the ring box, and was about to put the ring on Hao Jian.
But at that moment, Hao Jian deliberately took a step back and looked at Shu Ya with disdain:
"Haven't you ever seen a proposal on TV? Get down on one knee, understand?"
"Hao Jian, don't push it too far!"
Shu Ya was about to lose her mind. What she had just found romantic was now only infuriating her.
"Tsk, you don't seem to have any sincerity at all. Forget it, I might as well take the ring back for a refund," Hao Jian said as he reached for the ring box.
Shu Ya knelt down on one knee, looking at Hao Jian with a killing intent.
"Say you love me," Hao Jian pressed his advantage.
"Hao Jian." Shu Ya almost squeezed these two words through her teeth.
"Alright, alright, considering the sight of you crying, shouting, kneeling, and begging me, I'll reluctantly agree," Hao Jian said, feigning magnanimity as he let Shu Ya slip the ring onto the ring finger of his left hand.
The nightmare was finally over. Shu Ya stood up and said to Hao Jian:
"By the way, my grandfather wants to see you."
"See me? Why?" Hao Jian was stunned.
"What do you mean why? Now the whole company is talking about our affair, how could he not know about it? You are his prospective grandson-in-law, after all. He's got to see for himself if you're a mule or a horse, right?"
Hao Jian was straightforward. After all, he had already met Shu Ya's eccentric father; meeting her grandfather probably wouldn't be much different.
"Tonight, after we get off work. You'll come back with me," Shu Ya said.
When it was time to leave work, Hao Jian and Shu Ya headed to her grandfather's residence, a large ranch with many cattle, sheep, and horses.
Hao Jian was amazed at the vast ranch before him; it was like an ecological park, even bigger than Brother Huoniu's estate.
And as they passed a small villa, Hao Jian saw about a dozen luxury cars inside, all lined up in an eye-catching row.
"Your grandfather also has a hobby of collecting luxury cars?" Hao Jian asked in surprise.
This was a bit too trendy; it seemed like something those brainless rich second-generation kids would do.
"Those aren't my grandfather's cars; they belong to my uncle," Shu Ya said indifferently, her expression souring a bit at the mention of her uncle.
Hao Jian instantly understood her expression and laughed: "I get it now?"
"You get what?" Shu Ya also laughed.
"I guess your uncle, even if he isn't quite like Shu Yuntu, must be pretty similar, right?" Hao Jian asked with a smile.
"Oh? What makes you think so?" Shu Ya was interested to hear his reasoning.
"Didn't you just say it? The cars aren't your grandfather's, they're your uncle's. A person who buys so many cars clearly has more money than sense, and judging by this ostentatious behavior, we know he loves to show off.
Besides, your uncle, being an adult, still lives with his parents, which suggests he's still 'nursing.' He likely does this to make it easier to ask for money from your grandfather; he must be a typical 'boomerang kid,' right?"
"You guessed right," Shu Ya said with a wry smile.
She felt sad about being born into such a family, with an irresponsible mother who committed suicide, a worthless pretty-boy father, and a boomerang-kid uncle. To think she, a woman, had to manage the vast family business.
"Miss, the master is currently in the back garden. He said that when you arrive, you can go directly there to find him," a servant told Shu Ya.
Shu Ya nodded and walked with Hao Jian towards the back garden.
Soon after, Hao Jian met Shu Ya's grandfather, a very thin old man with slightly dark skin and covered in dirt, looking more like a farmer than a businessman.
Shu Ya's grandfather was named Zhang Cheng, a very simple and honest name, and he was also the founder of the corporation.
Ever since he handed over the corporation to be managed by Shu Ya's mother, he had been living a carefree rural life, waking at dawn and resting at dusk.
At that moment, he was using a hoe to dig up sweet potatoes. Seeing Hao Jian and Shu Ya approaching, he smiled, "Girl, you haven't visited me for a while."
"I've been busy with work lately, and now here I am, aren't I?" Shu Ya said with a smile.
"You must be Hao Jian," Zhang Cheng then turned his attention to Hao Jian, who was standing beside Shu Ya.