Last Love chapter 79

When Wen Ke left the Blue Rain Building, he originally planned to take a taxi home. However, Han Jiangque called him and said he would pick him up by car, so he waited in the lobby for a while.

Unconsciously, winter had arrived. Dusk fell early, and the sky gradually shifted from orange to blue. Wen Ke absentmindedly watched this transformation when he received a news notification on his phone. It mentioned that B City’s first unmanned supermarket would undergo a trial operation in the North City district three months later.

News that used to feel distant was now unexpectedly close, and Wen Ke suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

The information revealed by Ji Feiyu was indeed challenging for him to digest properly.

While he believed that Fu Xiaoyu was wealthy, there was a significant difference between being wealthy and having the kind of influence associated with businesses. His LITE, with a starting capital of two million, though a company of the smallest scale, was just sufficient as a ticket to enter the Internet+ industry.

However, real estate was a different story.

In a first-tier city like B City, especially in the newly developed bustling area of the North City, just the estimated value of the land was in the tens of billions. Adding the development of the entire block, including the Twin Stars building, unmanned supermarket, and AI hotel, indicated projects of gigantic proportions.

With two million entering such an industry, it was like a silent drop in the vast ocean. The IM Group, capable of managing such gigantic projects, must possess formidable capital and connections.

If Fu Xiaoyu’s subordinates were involved in billion-level projects, why would he be concerned about a small app like “Last Love”?

Wen Ke seemed to identify the source of his agitation.

Without Han Jiangque, someone like Fu Xiaoyu wouldn’t have any connection with him, let alone recommend Blue Rain or assist in preparing the proposal together.

Ultimately, every problem boiled down to one question: Why?

Could the relationship between Han Jiangque and Fu Xiaoyu be solely based on friendship, enough for such an influential figure to sacrifice time and effort to help him?

In this world, absolute emotions without apparent reasons were not unheard of. However, at this age, Wen Ke felt that everything should have more concrete justifications.

This was the first time he seriously contemplated it. If Han Jiangque came from an ordinary family, could he still be friends with Fu Xiaoyu?

Just then, Han Jiangque had already driven to the Blue Rain Building.

Wen Ke got into the car, and like usual, the Alpha skillfully leaned over to fasten his seatbelt. He then touched Wen Ke’s hand, confirming the warmth, before settling back into the driver’s seat.

“Getting colder. Are you cold?” Han Jiangque asked, “Was today smooth?”

“Not cold.” Wen Ke paused and added, “Quite smooth.”

“Let’s have mutton soup tonight. B City seems unusually cold this year. I bought a new down jacket and leather gloves for you, and placed them on the back seat. If you feel cold later, you can change into them.”

While driving, Han Jiangque continued, “Xiao Ke, how about we buy a new car in a while? It would be more convenient to switch to an SUV when we have children. I’m used to driving it, and I feel your current car is a bit small. In the future, we can also go on road trips together.”

Wen Ke turned to look at Han Jiangque.

Han Jiangque’s sharp and profound features might seem distant and cold at first glance. When he spoke softly and continuously like this, it added a contradictory touch.

Han Jiangque was different from other Alphas, and this difference was something only the most intimate person could feel.

Most Alphas explored outward in their world, much like the distant horizon. Their attention naturally leaned toward careers and worldly success.

However, Han Jiangque’s focus was inward.

Compared to others, he cared more about whether the refrigerator had the yogurt and fruits Wen Ke liked. He was more willing to conscientiously stock up on food for Wen Ke during his heats and preferred to put effort into making their home warm and cozy.

Han Jiangque was an Alpha special to the point of being almost mysterious.

“Sure.”

Wen Ke gazed out of the car window, lost in thought. After a while, he suddenly asked, “Han Jiangque, what kind of SUV did you drive in the United States?”

“Huh?” Han Jiangque was looking at the navigation system, and he subconsciously replied, “Land Rover.”

After saying it, he seemed to realize something was wrong, and the car fell silent.

…

Wen Ke remained silent for a while.

Still, Han Jiangque, while waiting at a red light, continued cautiously, “Xiao Ke, why did you suddenly ask about this?”

“Han Jiangque, Fu Xiaoyu isn’t just the boss of the LM Club, right?”

After the honeymoon phase, Wen Ke rarely used the term “Han Jiangque” in such a serious manner. The expression on the Alpha’s face tensed up.

Wen Ke took a deep breath and continued in a low voice, “Is he in charge of the IM Group’s project in the North City district? He’s so young to be responsible for such a project worth nearly a hundred billion. What kind of background does he have? Why didn’t you tell me the truth earlier?”

Hearing Wen Ke questioning Fu Xiaoyu, Han Jiangque seemed to relax a little.

Starting the car, he spoke very slowly, “Because when I asked him for help to review your proposal, I was afraid that if I told you everything, you would feel pressured…”

At this point, he hesitated and nervously glanced at Wen Ke’s expression. Then, he stammered, “Fu Xiaoyu, he… he is indeed the overall person in charge of the North City project. The LM Club is a part of the entire development project in the North City, so he is also the boss of LM.”

Wen Ke fell silent again. After a while, he whispered, “So… what about you and him?”

“What?”

Wen Ke’s mind was in chaos, and for a moment, he couldn’t organize his thoughts. After a long time, he raised his head and asked in a low voice, “Are you really just friends with him?”

Han Jiangque was a little stunned, but he also vaguely felt that this question made things a bit serious. He quickly turned the steering wheel and parked the car in a small alley.

When the car stopped, Wen Ke sniffled and spoke even more quietly, “Your Land Rover… was it bought by him?”

The lighting inside the car was dim, but one could vaguely see that the Omega’s eyes were red.

Han Jiangque took a cold breath, and for a moment, he didn’t know how to explain.