“That’s right!” Yan Zhen nodded steadily. “We’ve been through everything since childhood. No matter how many winds and rains we encounter, we won’t forget how to move forward.”
“Well said!” Yuan Zuye stood up, stretching widely: “I’m going on a business trip to the United States in a few days and need to prepare some documents.”
He waved casually and stepped out of the conference room. Feng Jinpei also pushed up his glasses and stood. “I have a client meeting, so I’m leaving too.”
“I’m leaving as well,” Ji Mengdang elegantly rose and gracefully walked out.
After everyone left, Yan Zhen sat alone in the conference room, deep in thought.
Although he said he believed Mu Yan would pull himself together, he still felt a sense of guilt in his heart. More than others, Yan Zhen was more worried about Mu Yan’s condition.
He hoped he could quickly emerge from this haze—
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Yangming Mountain, Shao Residence
“Aunt Liu, I’m back.” Shao Zhihe walked through the door, smiling and greeting the housekeeper Liu who was cleaning the courtyard.
“Miss Zhihe, you’re back?” Aunt Liu straightened up, smiling at her.
She liked Miss Zhihe the most in this entire household! Gentle, kind, and not pretentious, unlike—
Just as she was thinking this, a window on the second floor suddenly banged open, and a round, mediocre yet sharp face appeared at the window, shouting down at Aunt Liu. “Didn’t I say I want beauty-enhancing iced rock sugar bird’s nest at three o’clock every afternoon? It’s already three-ten, where’s my bird’s nest?”
“The cook should be almost done. I’ll go check the kitchen,” Aunt Liu didn’t dare to continue chatting with Shao Zhihe and hurriedly put down her broom and rushed to the kitchen.
Shao Zhihe tilted her head back and greeted the woman. “Yalan.”
“Hmph!” Shao Yalan slammed the window shut with more force.
Shao Zhihe lowered her head, her beautiful red lips curving into a faint, bitter smile.
Yalan still hated her so much!
(Translation continues in the same manner for the rest of the text)
Yihe, you’ve come back at the right time. I have something to tell you with your aunt. Compared to Shao Yalan and her daughter, Shao Wendé’s cold attitude towards her was already much better.
