While others face unemployment upon graduation, Chen Jinyue faced bankruptcy. Waking up one day, she inherited millions in debt. Her younger brother absconded with all the cash, fleeing abroad. To ...
Chapter 377 I’ll take care of tonight’s New Year’s Eve dinner
Although interstellar interests are paramount, at critical moments, we still have to stick to the principles.
Only great principles can cover up the ugliness of human nature.
Song Tianyu sneered, unable to hold back from ruthlessly ripping off these people's faces. "Isn't that right? Have you all forgotten how this genocide crisis came about?"
"Tianyu!"
Song Tianhe stopped him in a deep voice, "The Star Alliance has seen what our Song family has suffered in the past. There is no need to say more."
The voice was vicissitudes, as if full of disappointment.
But from an angle where no one could see, he gave Song Tianyu a warning look, signaling him to stop.
Now we are targeting the First Military Region, and it is enough to achieve our goal.
Bringing up the past again would be a slap in the face of the commander-in-chief.
A slap in the face of all the top leaders of the Star Alliance.
Instead, it will backfire and make things worse.
In other words, the bargaining chips they have now are not enough to make these high-ranking officials admit their past negligence.
Still need to wait...
Sure enough, as soon as he offered this opportunity, the commander-in-chief quickly took over.
"The Star Alliance has naturally witnessed the contributions made by the Song family to the Star Alliance! You will take the authority of Deputy Commander-in-Chief first. We will do our best to satisfy any compensation the Song family desires!"
Song Tianyu's original intention was to target Commander Xie, but he almost went astray because of his anger.
Now, after his father's reminder, he got back to the point. "Our Song family is researching soil issues, but we're short on talent. Commander Xie controls the Academy of Science and Technology and the Interstellar General Scientific Research Institute. Since he's willing to help, why not give us the management of the General Scientific Research Institute?"
“…”
Song Tianhe raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little surprised. It seemed that this kid came prepared.
Commander Xie's expression also changed drastically, and he subconsciously said, "You're dreaming!"
Song Tianyu was not at all flustered and spread his hands, "Alright then, I'll give you the deputy commander-in-chief badge."
Thank you, Commander, "..."
Song Tianyu understood it correctly, resources are the confidence.
With this confidence, he successfully obtained the real power of deputy commander-in-chief and control of the General Institute of Science and Technology.
Very smooth.
…
The other side.
Chen Jinyue sent Song Tianyu away and stayed for a while, waiting for the courtyard to be disinfected.
Feeling unsure, I woke up Xianxing and let it test to make sure there were no residual viruses before leaving the space.
It was already late at night when we finished all this work.
After Zhou Yichuan finished arranging the remaining things, he washed up and went to bed.
The villa is quiet.
Still as empty as usual.
But looking at the Spring Festival atmosphere created by the two of them, Chen Jinyue only felt a warm feeling.
She tiptoed into the house, took a shower, changed into pajamas, then lifted the quilt and got into bed.
At this moment, a big hand came over from the side easily, grabbed her waist and pulled her over, and the next second a figure pressed down.
"ah!"
Chen Jinyue exclaimed.
Through the dim light outside the window, you can see the man's perfect outline, deep eyebrows and eyes, bright as stars.
Chen Jinyue's eyelids twitched. After realizing what was happening, he raised his arm and hooked it around his neck, asking softly, "Are you still awake?"
"My wife hasn't come back yet, the room is too empty, and I can't sleep." The man lowered his head and buried it in her neck. His voice was low and hoarse, mixed with a hint of depression.
The warm breath sprayed on his neck, easily evoking some beautiful memories, and Chen Jinyue's shoulders trembled.
She pursed her lips and muttered quietly, "Why are you pretending? It's like you haven't lived alone before."
Zhou Yichuan kissed her neck, earlobe, and cheek.
Finally it landed on the corner of her lips.
He said, “How can we compare the past with the present?”
"Why not... um."
The rest of the words were blocked.
The man kissed her lips, rolling around with her, gentle and lingering, his voice bewitching and coaxing, "Don't waste time, it's late."
Chen Jinyue was stunned for a moment, then felt that it made sense. He put his arms around his neck and raised his head in response.
The nightgown and home clothes were tangled and scattered on the ground.
The cold wind is howling outside the window, but it is warm like spring inside the house.
The strong temperature difference caused a layer of water vapor to condense on the glass...
The next morning.
When Chen Jinyue woke up, there was nothing beside him.
Staring at the ceiling with hazy eyes, my mind slowly cleared up and I remembered that they came back yesterday.
This year I spent New Year's Eve and Spring Festival at her home.
Aunt Tang and Jiang Zixing are both on vacation...
Thinking of this, she suddenly sat up with a start. Oh my God, her husband wouldn’t get up to make breakfast, right?
It’s New Year’s Day, don’t torture her taste buds like this!
I got up in a hurry, washed up and went downstairs. Looking at the figure in the kitchen, my heart finally gave out.
Help!
He really doesn't need to be so obsessed with playing the role of a good husband!
She walked into the kitchen in slippers, and was surprised to find that breakfast looked delicious. Plate after plate of breakfast was served on the table. She looked at him with a look of horror and suspicion...
"Good morning." Zhou Yichuan greeted her with a smile.
"good.
Chen Jinyue perfunctorily followed his steps to the restaurant, "Are the restaurants around here open during the Spring Festival?"
There seemed to be very few last year.
Zhou Yichuan glanced at her coldly, "Who are you looking down on? Couldn't I have done it?"
Chen Jinyue seemed to remember something. "Yu Jianing seems to be looking for me. You eat first. I'm going out for a while. I'll try to finish it as soon as possible so as not to delay the New Year's Eve dinner!"
Her arm tightened, and her body, which was floating away, was pulled back.
"She's so tactless as to ask you out during the Spring Festival? Besides, what's wrong with asking you out? It's first come, first served. I already made an appointment during the Spring Festival!"
Chen Jinyue was silent for a moment, then resolutely protested, "If I have to spend the entire Spring Festival eating this 'loving breakfast' you made, I'd rather die!"
Zhou Yichuan raised his hand and slapped her forehead, gently but heartlessly, "It's New Year's Day, don't say anything unlucky. Come and sit down."
Chen Jinyue, “…”
She made up her mind to take drastic measures and sat down at the dining table.
I took a serious bite of the cute shaped bun.
Um?
It seems to taste good?
Take another bite, it seems a little familiar?
She glanced around the room and asked a soul-searching question, "Isn't Aunt Tang on vacation? Or did you call her back again?"
Zhou Yichuan was calm and confident, "She taught me how to make some breakfast the day before yesterday and put it in the refrigerator."
Chen Jinyue, “???”
Pre-made food?!
"How's it going? My cooking skills are pretty good, right?"
"Let me light a candle for you? You can blow it out so well." How could he have the nerve to say he made it himself? Just because he put it in a pot and steamed it for a few minutes?
Zhou Yichuan, "Not good? That must be because Aunt Tang didn't teach me well. I'll figure it out myself tomorrow."
"good!"
Chen Jinyue quickly changed his tone, "This skill is simply amazing! I'm not convinced by heaven or earth, but by my big brother's strength! It's okay to be just about right, there's no need for it to be so amazingly perfect!"
Zhou Yichuan looked at her exaggerated face, and the curve of his lips deepened.
He enthusiastically handed her the milk he had heated himself, and then made a promise.
"I'll take care of tonight's New Year's Eve dinner."
“No, the New Year’s Eve dinner every year.”
“…”