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Wen Di was still in bed, dozing, when she received a call from Assistant Kang. Kang Bo conveyed Yan He Yu’s message in a few words, and she only fully woke up after hanging up. This Friday afternoon, Yan He Yu had cleared half a day to handle the procedures for adding his name to the property deed.
Today was another day with no work.
Wen Di planned to invite Yan He Yu for lunch. She hadn’t spent much time with him recently. Before she could dial his number, her mother called, asking if she was free for lunch.
Zhao Yueling had originally planned to have lunch with a few university roommates, but one of them had a last-minute commitment, so they rescheduled for afternoon tea and planned to meet again in the evening.
She told her daughter, “If you’re eating alone, come out and keep Mom company.”
She could accompany Yan He Yu any day, but her mother wasn’t often free to have meals with her, so Wen Di agreed.
She dressed carefully and left early.
Zhao Yueling lived close to the restaurant, so she arrived before her daughter. When Wen Changyun learned his wife was having lunch with their daughter, he squeezed in time to call: “Is Di Di next to you?”
Zhao Yueling checked her watch and, instead of answering, asked, “Didn’t you have a negotiation meeting this morning? Is it over so quickly?”
Wen Changyun said, “No, it’s still ongoing inside. I came out for a cigarette.”
Smoking was an excuse; he was using it to call his wife. “When you’re chatting with Di Di later, ask her where her boyfriend is from and what he does.”
His not directly asking his daughter about her relationship didn’t mean he wasn’t anxious.
Zhao Yueling refused: “I won’t ask; if you want to know, you ask.”
His daughter’s unwillingness to speak surely had an unavoidable reason. “You go focus on your business. You don’t need to worry about Di Di; she’s not a child who lacks initiative. I won’t talk anymore; Di Di’s here.”
She hung up directly and waved towards her daughter, who was walking towards them.
After Wen Di sat down, she asked her mother about the wedding banquet of her class monitor’s daughter yesterday: “Were there any classmates you didn’t recognize?”
Zhao Yueling handed her daughter a glass of warm water and said, “Yes, I didn’t dare to recognize them at first glance. I only knew who they were after they introduced themselves. The wedding was grander than I expected; even the other beauty from our graduating class was there.”
Wen Di interjected, “You mean the beautiful aunt who was once called the ‘campus belle’ alongside you?”
“Mm.” Zhao Yueling said, “I wasn’t close to her, and we didn’t sit at the same table last night.” However, during the banquet, someone mentioned that Ye Minqiong’s son was getting engaged soon, and marriage wouldn’t be far off after that, which meant another small gathering could happen then.
She placed the menu in front of her daughter, gesturing for her to order, “When you get married, Mom will host an even more luxurious wedding for you.”
Wen Di smiled, “Are you planning a wedding of the century for me?”
Zhao Yueling: “Absolutely.”
Wen Di finished ordering and closed the menu.
Zhao Yueling asked her, “Do you want to go back to our hometown with Mom for a few days? You don’t have any work scheduled anyway.”
Wen Di apologized, “I need to go with him to change the property deed on Friday.”
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On Friday noon, Wen Di and Yan He Yu agreed on a meeting time. She drove to Jingyue Group to meet Yan He Yu.
While waiting at a red light at the intersection before Jingyue Group, she sent a message to Yan He Yu: “Will be downstairs at your company in five minutes.”
She placed her phone on the control panel and saw the Jingyue logo in the distance from her car window. The office building exuded an unapproachable sense of distance.
Inside the Jingyue building, Yan He Yu had just woken up from his lunch break and was sitting in front of his computer, reading the group’s internal news.
He browsed the news headlines and saw Wen Changyun’s name in the second to last headline.
Yan He Yu hadn’t expected Wen Di’s father’s name to appear on his group’s internal network. He clicked on the news link.
This week, Jingyue’s subsidiary in Shanghai held business negotiations with Yunhui Group. Wen Changyun, as the chairman of Yunhui Group, attended the negotiations.
The two companies had initially reached a cooperation intention.
Before he could finish reading the news content, Assistant Kang knocked and entered.
Yan He Yu asked, “Has Wen Di arrived?”
Kang Bo didn’t know where Wen Di was; she hadn’t contacted him. He had come to report on the cooperation between Yunhui Group and their subsidiary, not expecting his boss to also be looking at this news.
His boss rarely interfered with the operations of subsidiaries, but this situation was a bit special, and he had to report it.
The owner of Yunhui Group was Wen Di’s father. Wen Changyun didn’t know Yan He Yu’s relationship with Wen Di and had secured their subsidiary’s order purely based on his company’s strength. If his boss were to get engaged to Tian Qinglu later, then he and Wen Di would eventually break up, and it was currently unknown if that would affect the cooperation between the two companies.
Unsure of his boss’s intentions, he came to ask for instructions: “Mr. Yan, what’s your opinion on the cooperation with Wen Changyun?”
Yan He Yu closed the news window and said, “Business is business. Don’t mix emotions. Cooperate as you should.”
Kang Bo nodded, understanding.
Yan He Yu picked up his phone and saw Wen Di’s message from a few minutes ago. He replied to Wen Di: “Wait for me downstairs.”
He turned off his computer and went downstairs.
Yan He Yu rode in Wen Di’s car, with Assistant Kang and the bodyguards following in another car behind.
“Husband.” Wen Di called him.
Yan He Yu was propping his forehead, looking out the window. He turned his face and asked, “What is it?”
Wen Di: “Should we celebrate tonight?”
Yan He Yu wasn’t concerned about what she wanted to celebrate. Sometimes, good weather, less traffic, or the blooming of locust flowers were all reasons for her to celebrate. He was concerned about: “What gift do you want?”
“Don’t want any,” Wen Di said. “You come home and have dinner with me, then watch TV with me.”
Yan He Yu considered it, then nodded and agreed to her.
A portion of the ratings for romance dramas was contributed by him.
At the transaction center, Wen Di finally found a parking spot. Kang Bo had made an appointment for them in advance, so the process was quick. After leaving the transaction center, Wen Di and Yan He Yu parted ways, and she waited for him in the car.
On the way back, Yan He Yu drove. He frowned slightly; Wen Di’s car was not easy to drive.
He asked her, “When are you getting a new car?”
Wen Di currently had no such plans. “I’ll make do. Anyway, I don’t use the car much; buying one would just mean it sits in the garage gathering dust.”
The two returned home. Aunt Cui wasn’t there.
Wen Di went to take a bath and came out in a newly bought nightgown. Yan He Yu was in the living room watching TV, with a magazine he had flipped through a few pages lying by his leg.
She moved the magazine aside and sat on his lap.
Yan He Yu pulled the blanket from the sofa and draped it over her shoulders, asking, “What show are you filming next month?”
“An outdoor reality show. The first episode’s theme is snow.” She could take the opportunity to enjoy skiing.
Wen Di hugged his neck: “I can’t bring my phone to the filming. When I get back to the hotel, I’ll send you a message. You need to call me when you see it.”
Yan He Yu looked at her, “Can’t you call me directly?”
Wen Di said, “No, you call me first.”
She tugged his neck forward, “When I send you a message, you have to call me immediately, got it?”
Their lips were about to touch. She didn’t kiss him, just quietly looked at him, waiting for his agreement.
Yan He Yu had no choice but to say, “I won’t forget.”
Wen Di nibbled his lips and kissed him a few times.
Yan He Yu asked again, “How long will the filming be?”
Wen Di was unsure, “It’s divided into six episodes, so the timing is hard to control. It also depends on the weather.” He had been behaving well recently, so she humored him: “Don’t worry, it won’t interfere with Valentine’s Day. Even if I’m at the ends of the earth that day, I’ll fly back to be with you.”
Yan He Yu hugged her close and kissed her back.
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In early January, Wen Di received the filming notice from the production team. The night before her departure, she was busy packing.
Yan He Yu came home early tonight. He didn’t see Wen Di in the living room, so he went to the bedroom to find her. There was a rustling sound from the walk-in closet. He walked over and saw three suitcases on the floor; one was specifically for down jackets and warm clothes.
“What are you doing?”
“Packing. I’m going to film the show tomorrow.”
A suitcase was blocking the closet door. Yan He Yu moved it aside, “So soon?”
“I still think it’s slow,” Wen Di said, putting the storage bag into the suitcase before looking up at him: “What do you have in your hand?”
Yan He Yu handed her a document folder, “The property deed is ready.”
Wen Di took out the deed, specifically looking at Yan He Yu’s name. She closed the deed and handed it to him: “Keep it with you. From now on, all my important things will be with you; you help me keep them safe.”
Her memory wasn’t great; she often forgot where she put things.
Yan He Yu didn’t take the deed, saying, “You should still keep important things yourself. Learn to manage them yourself in the future.”
Wen Di went against him, “I won’t. If you don’t keep my important things safe, I’ll come to you to settle the score.” She insisted on giving him the deed.
Yan He Yu met her gaze for a moment, then took the deed with his name on it.
The next morning, Wen Di rushed to the airport.
The production team had originally arranged for her and her partner, Qi Mingche, to travel together to the filming destination. Both she and Qi Mingche lived in Beijing, so it was convenient for them to take the same flight. The production team wanted to film some material at the airport.
However, Qi Mingche had gone ahead, showing no intention of taking the same flight as her.
The plan to film at the airport fell through.
Qu Pei called her and said that Qi Mingche was talented but not very talkative, giving people the impression that he was difficult to get along with, but he should be fine once they got to know each other.
Wen Di had a premonition that working with Qi Mingche this time would not be very pleasant.
She hoped her sixth sense was wrong.
After Wen Di left, Yan He Yu, as usual, went to the company early. He had many meetings today, one after another. It was already 11 PM when he finished his work.
Kang Bo knocked on the door and asked if he wanted a late-night snack.
Yan He Yu was looking at his phone and said, “No need.”
He suddenly looked up and asked Kang Bo, “Did Wen Di send me a message?”
Kang Bo: “...”
Completely confused.
Yan He Yu’s personal phone was never far from him. How would Kang Bo know if Wen Di had sent a message?
A few seconds later, he belatedly understood what Yan He Yu meant: he wanted to know about Wen Di’s situation but didn’t want to humble himself and call her directly. “I’ll ask Miss Wen right away.”
Yan He Yu “mm”ed and instructed, “Tell her my phone broke.”
Kang Bo returned to his office and dialed Wen Di’s number as per Yan He Yu’s instructions.
Wen Di quickly answered: “Assistant Kang, hello.”
Kang Bo also gave a polite greeting, then got straight to the point: “It’s like this, Mr. Yan’s phone broke this afternoon. It just got repaired. He was worried you might have sent messages earlier that he didn’t receive, so Mr. Yan asked me to let you know.”
“Oh, I didn’t send any messages, I completely forgot.” Wen Di’s focus was: “A big boss like him, his phone can break too?”
Kang Bo stammered: “...Uh, yes. It was quite sudden.”
He changed the subject: “How about you send Mr. Yan a message now?”
From Assistant Kang’s words, Wen Di inferred that Yan He Yu was waiting for her message.
Before coming to film the show, she had made an agreement with him that he should call her when she sent him a message.
She had originally planned to contact Yan He Yu after returning to the hotel from the airport. However, she unexpectedly ran into the Like a Shadow, Following directing team in the hotel lobby. She had worked with the director on a previous show, and their relationship was good. That evening, a few of them had a small gathering at a hotpot restaurant, getting carried away and losing track of time. The dinner hadn’t even ended yet.
Wen Di decided to play along. After ending the call with Assistant Kang, she immediately sent a message to Yan He Yu: “Husband, I sent you two messages in the evening, and you didn’t reply. I thought you didn’t have time for me (feeling wronged). I waited all night for your call, but it turns out your phone was broken and didn’t receive them. I’ll forgive you this time.”
Yan He Yu: “...”
The heartless, blatantly lying, blame-shifting ancestor.
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