Chapter 499: Pampering Wife like a Maniac

In early summer, in the bustling campus under the cheerful sunlight, a billionaire boss rides a girl’s electric bike towards the sports field gate, not even slowing down for the speed bump, clattering over it, looking incredibly cool.

Especially at the moment of the loud clatter, the boss’s bottom even lifts off the seat, then he calmly sits back down, the scene being too beautiful for words.

But just as Jiang Qin was about to enter the sports field, for some unknown reason, he suddenly braked, looked down towards his crotch and then turned back, his gaze sweeping the ground as he searched.

School beauties and beaus, including onlookers, were all puzzled by the scene.

Five minutes later, Jiang Qin rode back on the electric bike, this time with a plump creature, resembling a dog, on the middle pedal.

“What is the boss up to?”

“Seems he knocked off his precious pet over the speed bump and went back to find it…”

“The boss is worth billions, can’t he do something reliable?”

“Hard to say…”

A few seconds later, Jiang Qin stops the bike at the edge of the sports field, and the drenched pet happily jumped off and ran towards its mistress.

The scene had a cinematic feel, much like the last shot in ‘A Dog’s Purpose’, with the dog sprinting joyfully, tongue out, displaying lively energy.

Just as everyone thought the dog would enthusiastically leap into its mistress’s arms, it unexpectedly plops down with a thud, lying flat, panting heavily.

Its expression was vivid.

Let the world end, then.

“Is that really a dog?”

“Doesn’t seem so, looks more like a kiwi with a dog’s head…”

Jiang Qin, resigned, picks up the dog leash, dragging it to the scene. Feng Nanshu quickly approached, softly calling out ‘brother’ and taking the leash, petting the dog’s head for a long time.

Jiang Qin pinches her cheek, then steps forward to the crowd, looking around: “Is the award ceremony over?”

“It’s over, boss. You’re late.”

“Had a meeting at the city hall, couldn’t skip it. By the way, who’s the top school beau?”

Hearing his name called, Zheng Chao quickly stepped forward, his mind echoing with ‘meeting at the city hall’, then somewhat nervously spoke: “Jiang senior, I’m the first.”

Jiang Qin sized him up for a while, nodding in satisfaction as he bore resemblance to Yan Yikuan: “There’s a successor then. I can pass down the burden of Linchuan’s top school beau.”

“?”

Dong Wenhao also sighed deeply with emotion: “Boss, you can finally take it easy.”

Jiang Qin pats his shoulder with a relieved expression, then asked: “How’s the lead flow?”

Dong Wenhao nodded: “Daily active users are up, significant rise in traffic from group-buy.”

Jiang Qin surveyed the sunny sports field: “Get the nearby items listed quickly. Keep the hype up, price our stuff a bit higher then use group-buy discounts to bring it down. Discuss this with Lanlan.”

“Understood, boss.”

“Xuemei, is the special packaging for Xitian Milk Tea ready?”

Lu Xuemei nodded: “Almost there. All major universities’ Xitian stores are set up, we can launch by the end of this month. Ten designs for the ‘School Beau’ cups, two per person, and five for the ‘School Beauty’ cups, plus limited-edition discount cards.”

“Good, also, the VIP card design has been the same for three years. It could use some changes.”

To Jiang Qin, the results of the school beauty and beau contest weren’t important. What mattered were daily active users, traffic, and cross-platform conversion rates.

Who’s first or second didn’t matter to him, less interesting than a 2.5G scandalous photo, so he didn’t care about Xu Jiarou and Wang Jiarou.

Hearing their conversation, nearby beauties and beaus couldn’t help but ask: “Is Xitian also owned by Mr. Jiang?”

Lu Xuemei shook her head: “No, Xitian was a gift from the boss to the madam.”

“…”

Everyone knew Zhihu and Xitian were strategic partners since the first school beauty contest, deeply cooperating, but few knew Xitian was a gift Jiang Qin gave to Feng Nanshu.

Initially, Xitian was for hyping advertisements for Zhihu. When the traffic kicked off, no one dug deeper into the relationship, so this news was somewhat explosive.

Xitian had become the hottest milk tea brand nationwide, almost valued at half a billion…

School beauties stood together, glancing at Jiang Qin, then turned to Zheng Chao and others, murmuring quietly.

School beaus dressed sharply for the occasion, looking handsome, while Jiang Qin, having attended a group-buy meeting at noon, wore a somewhat ordinary suit, not quite fitting the ‘handsome’ label.

If you didn’t tell everyone who Jiang Qin was, just by comparing his photos with those of Zheng Chao and Yan Ziyi, many wouldn’t choose him.

But upon actually meeting him, Jiang Qin’s status, charisma, and confidence were something these school beaus couldn’t compare to, even discussing topics they couldn’t touch.

Thinking thus, everyone felt the value of being a school beau suddenly seemed much lesser.

Female fans chasing after school beaus fixated on every move of Jiang Qin, watching as he casually chatted with the merchants, yearning apparent in their eyes.

School beaus are definitely handsome, each with their style, but upon seeing Jiang Qin, they felt there could be many school beaus, but only one male god.

It wasn’t just about looks; some people shine brightly even without relying on outward appearance, and this kind of radiance is far more captivating than a mere face.

This feeling wasn’t just about materialism, it was more about power.

No matter how handsome school beaus were, they were just good-looking individuals. Jiang Qin, however, exuded strength and confidence, a dad vibe that could blind you.

With this in mind, everyone recalled the scene where Feng Nanshu handed the trophy to Wang Wenwen on stage.

It seemed he truly didn’t care, didn’t need it. With such a boyfriend, who would care about a trophy?

“What are you guys doing later?”

“Heading for a meal.”

Jiang Qin nodded: “Then go on, it’s been a morning of activities, everyone must be hungry. Eat plenty, don’t worry about saving money for me.”

Dong Wenhao instantly understood: “Boss, are you coming with us?”

“I…”

Jiang Qin turned to Feng Nanshu: “My good friend, can I go have a meal with them?”

Feng Nanshu, petting the dog, lifted her cool face, voice soft: “I don’t want you to go.”

“She won’t let me go.”

“Then it can’t be helped. Goodbye boss, goodbye madam.”

School beauties elected by vote experienced a dazzling moment, silently overwhelmed.

Billionaire, group-buy boss, with immense self-confidence and shining brightly like a deity. Yet this radiant Mr. Jiang obeyed Feng Nanshu implicitly, showing them life’s highs and lows.

Afterward, they all headed out of the sports field. Everyone turned their heads almost simultaneously, looking back at that spot.

Feng Nanshu, leading the dog, pointed towards a grove up ahead while Jiang Qin watched her, his eyes brimming with warm mirth, as if she was his entire world.

Just then, Feng Nanshu turned back, catching Jiang Qin gazing at her, playfully warning him that she was getting shy.

“Mr. Jiang really dotes on his wife…”

“But… Miss Feng is so beautiful, why didn’t she win the first contest?”

“Mr. Dong said Mr. Jiang treasures Miss Feng, wanting to keep her hidden forever, not let others see. She didn’t even sign up for this contest herself.”

“Mr. Jiang may be worth billions, but if Miss Feng doesn’t let him do something, he won’t dare.”

“What surprised me the most was Xitian. That was just a gift Mr. Jiang gave Miss Feng.”

“Xu Jiarou said they rigged the votes, but the entire site was their domain…”

At evening, the sky is ablaze with crimson clouds, a magnificent and resplendent backdrop as night falls gradually.

A kiwi with a dog’s head lay tied at the entrance of the gym building, listlessly sprawled on the ground, while a cute humming emanated from the dark hallway behind it.

Good friends hugged each other, kissing for a long time without parting.

Then one stood firm as iron, the other all floppy, proving through action that a complementary friendship is the best and most permanent.

“You don’t want a trophy, just this kind of reward?”

“Want more,” Feng Nanshu nestled in Jiang Qin’s embrace, whimpering.

Jiang Qin took a deep breath: “Who’s good friend is like this? Feng Nanshu, you have no rules!”

“I know I’m wrong, but I’ll still dare later.”

“You’re a distinguished school beauty.”

“I belong to Jiang Qin…”

Feng Nanshu felt blissful inside, her bright eyes shining in the dim hallway.

Hearing this, Jiang Qin took a deep breath, muttering how this wicked good friend used some magic, making friendship so enchanting.

His right hand constantly shifted shapes, seriously pondering this issue, feeling it shouldn’t go on like this.

Meanwhile, the ‘little rich girl’ nestled in his arms, quietly trembling, her delicate face showing pitiful innocence.