The next day.
Zhou Yuyou's company held its opening ceremony. Although he wasn't a local of Xuecheng, he had sent invitations to many companies beforehand, his intention to squeeze into the local circle was quite obvious.
Even the Lu family received his invitation. Logically, a company of his size shouldn't warrant the Lu family's personal attendance, but who could resist wanting to go see the show?
Lu Yanchen patted my head, "Go if you want."
He'd been incredibly busy these past few days, but even in his spare time, he didn't forget to consider my feelings, telling me to eat more for breakfast.
In his eyes, I was like a half-grown child, needing to go to bed early, get up early, drink more milk, and exercise more.
Having a fatherly boyfriend is great; he takes care of my every need, making sure I don't have to worry about anything.
"But remember not to get too close, lest you get splattered with blood."
"Okay, what about you?" I looked at him expectantly.
Lu Yanchen looked at me apologetically, "Wanwan, I'll be quite busy these days, I can't be with you."
"It's okay, I understand."
"Take bodyguards with you wherever you go."
"Okay."
I watched him immediately throw himself back into his work, even working until late last night. Sometimes being too outstanding isn't a good thing, it's too tiring.
But then I thought about how he and Jiang Qing are both workaholics, and how he spends those late nights alone, filling the emptiness in his life with work.
Although he spends less time with me, I feel more heartache for him.
If only I could share some of his burden.
Shen Ji knocked on the door, "Madam, you can leave now."
"Okay." Seeing Lu Yanchen still replying to emails, I hooked my arms around his neck from behind and planted a kiss on his cheek.
"Don't work too hard."
He gently pulled me onto his lap, his deep gaze meeting my eyes, his voice magnetic and pleasant: "Didn't you want to go on a round-the-world honeymoon? If you don't get this sorted out now, where will you find the time?"
I gazed at his sharply defined, handsome face. This man's efficiency was simply amazing. I had only mentioned it briefly, but he had remembered and started making arrangements ahead of time.
"Ayan, marrying you is truly the best thing that ever happened to me."
"Wanwan, marrying you is the greatest blessing of my life."
Leaving the Lu family, although the outside temperature was still below zero, my heart felt warm because of his gentleness.
With him around, everything seemed less difficult.
Today, the results for Su Ning'an's pregnancy test will be available, and the truth will soon be revealed.
I took a car to the ribbon-cutting ceremony. Many people from the industry were there today, indicating that Zhou Yuyou had done a lot of work behind the scenes, cultivating relationships with many wealthy and influential families to earn his favor.
He had his hair styled, each strand held firmly in place by hairspray.
This hairstyle, paired with Lu Yanchen's sharply defined face, gave him the unmistakable look of a domineering CEO.
But he was also overweight and cunning, appearing more like a smiling tiger than a smiling man.
He'd smile at you one moment, and the next he'd be plotting his revenge.
His wife was exceptionally well-preserved. She'd stayed home to care for the children all these years, pampered by him. Although she didn't look as young and beautiful as his mother—she hadn't had plastic surgery and had aged naturally—she was still far more beautiful than Lin Hui, whose face was heavily made up with technology.
Especially since she looked incredibly gentle, her smile was very approachable.
She wore a well-fitting dress and was arm-in-arm with Zhou Yuyou, who was receiving blessings from others, looking extremely pleased with himself.
Mrs. Zhou's family also looked very respectable; their son-in-law had brought them honor.
Just then, two people appeared at the door.
Jiang Qing, in a black suit, unlike the overweight Zhou Yuyou, maintained a disciplined lifestyle, consistently exercising and jogging every morning.
His face was wrinkle-free, only bearing the steady composure of time; broad shoulders and a narrow waist—the kind of mature man these days adored by young women.
Jiang Zhi assumed Jiang Qing was taking her out to broaden her horizons, to introduce her to the Jiang family business. Today, dressed in a professional business suit, she followed Jiang Qing with a vibrant air.
Judging from her confident expression, she probably didn't know his true identity.
However, Zhou Yuyou's smile froze the moment he saw the two of them appear.
One was his mistress's sugar daddy, the other his illegitimate daughter—a truly explosive combination!
Only I, who knew everything, inexplicably started singing a battle hymn in my heart: the enemy is arriving in five seconds!
Mrs. Zhou, unaware of what had happened, tugged at Zhou Yuyou's arm. "Isn't that President Jiang? When did you get involved with him?"
Zhou Yuyou had worked hard for twenty years, only managing to rank among the top fifty in Country B, completely out of place compared to established families like the Jiang and Fu families.
To them, the Jiang family was practically an industry leader; Jiang Qing's presence here was no less significant than an emperor making an incognito visit.
Zhou Yuyou also found it strange. At the Fu family's wedding banquet, Jiang Qing had treated him with disdain and condescension. Why would he come in person?
Despite his suspicions, he still approached, saying, "It's an honor to have Mr. Jiang here."
He extended his hand to shake Jiang Qing's, but Jiang Qing merely glanced at him before his gaze fell on Mrs. Zhou's face. "This is your wife?"
Zhou Yuyou withdrew his hand, hiding it behind his back to conceal his embarrassment.
"Yes, this is my wife, Guifang. Greetings, Mr. Jiang."
Mrs. Zhou, probably feeling that her husband had made something of himself—not only had the Lu family come, but even Jiang Qing himself had attended—was flushed with excitement. "Hello, Mr. Jiang."
"Mr. Zhou, your wife is quite beautiful."
Jiang Qing left without a word, leaving Zhou Yuyou with a flood of thoughts.
Through Lin Hui, he knew Jiang Qing's personality. How could someone like him comment on someone else's wife?
Could it be because he'd mentioned her before?
I walked to Jiang Qing's side. "Dad, you're here."
Jiang Zhi was a little impatient: "Dad, what are we doing here? A ribbon-cutting ceremony for a small, run-down company, a waste of time." Jiang Qing ignored her, his face expressionless, and said calmly, "I brought you to see a good show."
"A good show?"
She didn't understand. What was so interesting about a company ribbon-cutting ceremony?
Soon, the auspicious time arrived, and the host took the stage for a passionate speech.
"Now let's review the ups and downs the Zhou family has gone through over the past twenty years..."
Amidst rousing music, the large screen slowly unfolded.
The previously prepared video of their struggles suddenly changed drastically, and an ambiguous voice resounded throughout the venue.
"Ah! Husband, you're so amazing!"
Upon hearing this voice, Jiang Zhi's disdainful expression vanished instantly.
She'd heard it for twenty years; how could she not recognize her mother's voice!
Before Zhou Yuyou could react, the big screen displayed a picture of him and Lin Hui making love.
Lin Hui's face was blurred, but his was clearly visible.
Even more shocking, Lin Hui wrapped her arms around his neck and asked, "Am I better than your wife?"
"You're so sexy, how can that old hag compare to you?"