"What’s going on? What’s going on?"

Before long, Director Huang arrived at the flower shop with several police officers.

He saw a group of young men in suits standing at the entrance and assumed they were the ones causing trouble. He immediately said sternly, "Break it up, everyone, break it up! Who just called the police?"

When the landlord, Aunt Liu, saw the police had arrived, she rushed forward, grabbing Director Huang’s arm. "Officer, I called! I’m the one who called."

"I say, ma’am, your call to the police hadn’t even connected, and now you’re the one who reported it?" Lu Fan said with a sneer.

He then turned to Director Huang and explained, "Hello, Officer. Here’s the situation. My wife opened a flower shop here. This elderly couple are the landlords. Last month, we just renewed the lease for two more years, but today they’re demanding we move out without paying the penalty for breach of contract."

Lu Fan pointed to the men in suits around them. "This lady claimed she doesn’t understand the law, so I just called over all the handsome young men from my company’s legal department. They’re here to give her a little legal lesson: when you sign a contract, you have to abide by it."

In just a few sentences, he had laid out the whole situation with perfect clarity.

Standing to the side, Jiang Yixia heard Lu Fan telling yet another person that she was his wife.

She gritted her teeth in anger.

’This shameless womanizer!’

But now wasn’t the time to get angry at him.

Even though the bastard had a smart mouth, he was still the first one to step up and defend her when someone was bullying her.

She knew how to prioritize in a crisis, so she had to put her personal grudge aside and settle the score with Lu Fan after this was all over.

Meanwhile, the police station’s Deputy Director, Huang Yu, was no fool.

He could see that Lu Fan had an extraordinary air about him, and he was dressed impeccably.

After all, just look at the men in suits standing at the door—a single company’s legal department had this many people.

On top of that, during the previous incident with the hooligans, the one they had tried to assault was the owner of this very shop.

Putting all the pieces together, Director Huang naturally understood that the middle-aged man before him was likely acquainted with the deputy commissioner, and their relationship was probably not a shallow one.

But he couldn’t let his emotions show, not with so many people watching.

He nodded immediately. "Alright, I understand. Where’s the contract? Let me see it. Who is the tenant of this shop?"

Jiang Yixia took a step forward. "Hello, Officer. I am."

Director Huang looked up at the woman before him. Jiang Yixia had a well-proportioned figure—curvy in all the right places and slender where it counted, exuding the toned firmness of someone who took great care of herself.

She lacked the thinness of a young girl but showed no signs of sagging; her every movement carried the balanced charm of a mature woman.

One glance was enough to tell she was the classy wife of a wealthy family.

Although her clothes weren’t particularly fashionable, anyone who lived in Yangcheng knew that the richer people were, the more low-key they dressed.

In Guangdong Province, you should never look down on an uncle in flip-flops or a grandma buying discount eggs at the market!!

Jiang Yixia then handed the contract to Director Huang.

Director Huang looked it over, then turned to Aunt Liu. "It’s written here in black and white, clear as day. The lease was renewed for two years, dated last month. If one party unilaterally breaks the contract, they have to pay three months’ rent as compensation. The monthly rent is 5,000 yuan, so if you don’t want to rent to her anymore, just pay her the 15,000 and be done with it."

Hearing this, Aunt Liu grew anxious. "Officer, that’s easy for you to say! Pay 15,000?!"

"Yes. You signed a contract, didn’t you? Is this your signature?" Director Huang questioned.

Aunt Liu decided to play dumb. "There’s no official seal or anything, just a signature and a fingerprint. What good is that? My son told me that a legal contract has to be notarized at a public notary office! Don’t you bully an old woman like me for not knowing the law!"

"First, let me ask you this: when you signed this contract, were you under duress? Were you forced?" Director Huang retorted.

Hearing this, Aunt Liu immediately had a wicked idea.

She was just about to say yes, but Director Huang cut her off. "By the way, make sure everything you say from now on is the truth. If you falsify information or attempt to deceive us, we can hold you criminally liable."

Uncle Wu, standing beside her, panicked. He quickly pulled Aunt Liu’s arm. "Stop talking nonsense."

He looked at Director Huang awkwardly. "Officer, we did sign this contract with Xiaojiang. But we really do need to take the shop back now. What do you think we should do?"

"What do you mean, ’what should you do’? Pay the 15,000, and she will move out immediately," Director Huang explained.

Then, he smiled at Lu Fan and Jiang Yixia. "If they pay the compensation in full, you two will agree to move out, right?"

"No problem. As long as the payment is made in full, we’ll move out right away," Lu Fan nodded.

The moment Jiang Yixia heard this, she shot Lu Fan a look. It clearly said, ’How could you agree on my behalf! Where am I supposed to find a new shop on such short notice!’

Lu Fan just smiled, returning a look that said, ’Don’t worry. I’m here. It’s all taken care of.’

Jiang Yixia couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him.

’He was just like this nineteen years ago, and he’s still the same damn way now!’

But no matter what, the man seemed to have a magical quality to him. Whenever he was full of confidence about something, he always succeeded.

It was as if he was always playing with cheat codes enabled.

After sounding out Lu Fan, Director Huang immediately turned back to Aunt Liu and Uncle Wu. "Are you willing to pay the 15,000 or not? If not, she has the right to continue renting for another two years. If you want the shop back, you have to pay the compensation."

Now Aunt Liu was at a loss for what to do.

She thought for a moment, then looked at Jiang Yixia and started with a sob story. "Xiaojiang, dear, Auntie was wrong just now. I was just getting anxious. I’ll be honest with you, it’s actually my daughter-in-law who wants to open a shop. She’s been nagging my son to get this space back, and if he doesn’t, she raises hell at home every single day."

"You know what kind of person I am, we’ve gotten along these past two years. I’ve often brought you snacks and things. If it weren’t absolutely necessary, I would never want you to leave. But with my daughter-in-law causing such a scene, we old folks just don’t know what to do. How about this, Xiaojiang? I’ll compensate you one month’s rent. If you demand 15,000 all at once, your uncle and I will be eating nothing but steamed buns next month."

Lu Fan listened to the old woman’s speech. ’Wow,’ he thought, ’you’re a real pro at playing the victim!’

An old landlady collecting rent in Yangcheng claims she’ll be eating nothing but steamed buns next month if she has to pay 15,000?!

He was worried that the kind-hearted Jiang Yixia might be swayed by the old hag’s act and agree to waive the penalty fee.

But to his surprise, Jiang Yixia replied in a calm tone, "Aunt Liu, let me make my position clear... not one cent less."

"What?" Aunt Liu’s eyes went wide, thinking she had misheard.

"I said, not one cent less. What I’m owed is mine!" Though Jiang Yixia looked gentle, her words were firm.