Miss you

It's another blind date in disguise.

Xia Tangyue sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Okay, okay. We're young people, let's get together to have some fun and make friends." Zhao Shun was cheerful and smelled of alcohol. He probably had just finished drinking with Xia Xiucheng at the dinner table, and they talked about children.

Zhuang Ziwen agreed, "Then it's settled. It just so happens that Tangtang of mine is back from a business trip and has some free time. Who knows, maybe we can become a family in the future!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The drunk Xia Xiucheng slapped his thigh and almost knocked over the sobering tea on the coffee table.

Zhuang Ziwen hurried over to support him, and then said to Zhao Shun: "My daughter Tangtang has never been in a relationship at this age, you don't know, I am so worried."

"My son is single too!"

"That would be perfect, then we can pick a weekend and have a meal together as two families."

“…”

Xia Tangyue silently returned to her room to pack her things and put all her clothes into a small suitcase. After she was done, she didn't rush downstairs.

After all, the guests were still downstairs, and she would inevitably be questioned if she carried her luggage out.

She hadn't been home for a long time and the room smelled of dust. She stood up and opened the floor-to-ceiling window. The night breeze immediately blew in, blowing away the loose hair on her forehead.

Involuntarily, the words that Xina said during the day began to linger in her ears.

She turned on the computer and typed two words on the search website: Li Cang.

According to information, Li Cang is 58 years old. He made his fortune in China in his early years by relying on traditional manufacturing and trade. After accumulating original capital, he went to the United States for further studies and entered the field of new energy vehicles. He founded the LUMINOVA Group.

He has two sons. The eldest son, Li Yao, is 28 years old. He has just stepped down as president of Yaoying Greater China and has become director of the supply chain management department. The second son, Li Fu, is 25 years old. He graduated from Stanford University and is currently a senior project manager at the battery technology R&D center of the LUMINOVA Group.

Judging from his academic qualifications alone, Li Yao is uneducated and unskilled. Not only did he graduate from a fake university like "Clayton International Business School", he also has a lot of gossips. The number of times he was photographed having nights out with internet celebrities alone is in the double digits. He is incomparable to his brother.

Li Fu's career path seems to be steady and solid. Although his current position is not as prominent as that of President of Greater China, it is a powerful position that directly contacts core technologies.

With Wen Zheng's vision and methods, he probably wouldn't even bother to pay attention to a rich second-generation like Li Yao who is uneducated and unskilled.

Xia Tangyue rubbed his tense temples and leaned back in his chair lazily.

Forget it, there’s no point in thinking so much. Ultimately it all depends on the police investigation. If there’s something wrong with this Li Yao, he will definitely not be able to escape.

Buzz——

The phone on the desk suddenly vibrated and lit up. It was Wen Zheng calling. Xia Tangyue quickly answered the call, and his first words were:

"I miss you."

Xia Xiucheng's drunken talk downstairs was mixed with the background sound of the TV. She walked out to the balcony with her cell phone.

"I went home to pack my things, which delayed me a bit. I'm going to the hospital now."

Wen Zheng on the other end of the phone seemed to smile happily and said, "Okay. I'll wait for you."

"Yeah." Xia Tangyue picked up the luggage swiftly and heard Wen Zheng say, "I started rehabilitation today. My legs hurt and I can't walk without someone to support me."

The last syllable of his voice was drawn out so long that Xia Tangyue even thought of him as a large, listless dog rubbing against him with its ears drooping.

Wen Zheng then asked, "It's past eight in the evening now. How long did it take you to pack your luggage?"

Xia Tangyue's throat tightened. If she told the truth, her family wanted to arrange a blind date for her. Wen Zheng's possessiveness was so strong that he might leave the hospital overnight and rush to her house to "kidnap" her away.

After all, the illusory "Mr. Qin" last time made him very angry.

So she decided to tell a half-truth: "I fell behind on work while in the hospital, so I'm working overtime at the art museum."

"I'm going to the hospital to accompany you now. Don't worry, I will stay with you until you recover."

"Yeah, okay."

Hang up the phone.

Xia Tangyue didn't care about anything else and went downstairs with her luggage. As expected, she was stopped by Zhuang Ziwen and asked where she was going.

"I have to go on a business trip." She smiled politely at Zhao Shun: "Uncle Zhao, please take your time."

After saying that, Xia Tangyue walked out of the house quickly and Zhuang Ziwen followed him.

"Why are you on a business trip again? What have you been busy with recently?" Zhuang Ziwen complained, "Isn't your lifelong event more important than your job? The Zhao family is now the leader in the logistics industry. If you can marry into the family, you can just help support the family business. If you have another boy or girl, your position as the young mistress of the Zhao family will be secure."

Xia Tangyue nodded perfunctorily.

"I know. Let's talk about it later. Mom, I'm really too late."

She opened the car door and got in, leaving Zhuang Ziwen's nagging behind. It was almost half past nine when she arrived at the hospital. She hurried upstairs. The VIP ward where Wen Zheng was was filled with a warm yellow light. She pushed the door open and walked through the small living room into the bedroom. He was lying on the bed covered with a thin blanket, his left hand resting on the blanket, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Xia Tangyue's footsteps suddenly lightened on the carpet. He saw a post-operative knee rehabilitation training plan on the table beside him, which recorded daily progress and pain threshold monitoring.

It seems that Wen Zheng was exhausted both physically and mentally from the high-intensity rehabilitation, which is why he went to bed so early.

She didn't disturb him, but tiptoed to the bathroom, took a shower, changed into pajamas and lay down beside him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she lay down in the bed, Wen Zheng's hand came over, and his warm palm with sleepiness precisely clasped her waist. His nose was buried in her hair and rubbed lightly, and the scent of cedar tail wrapped around her, like some kind of instinctive marking action.

"So you didn't sleep." Xia Tangyue pinched his nose, moved closer to him, and kissed his lips.

Wen Zheng opened his eyes. The plaster on his knee that had not been removed was digging into her calf, but he insisted on holding her tighter in his arms.

"I can't sleep without seeing you." He stared at her intently, his eyes gradually becoming fiery.

The transparent air was slightly twisted as if it was ignited, and every breath exchanged burning desire.

Xia Tangyue could see his own reflection in his pupils, like a spark held in his palm that could ignite the entire wasteland at any time.

His hand went up along her waist and caressed near her collarbone. Xia Tangyue's ears instantly burned red, and her skin trembled slightly under his fingertips. She pressed down his restless hand.

"No... there is no such thing here..."

Wen Zheng let out a low, hoarse laugh, suddenly lowered his head and bit her lips, then stepped back a little and reached out to open the bedside table.

"Silly sister, this is a hospital." He said as he tore open the packaging of the baby burp bag.

When Xia Tangyue sat up straight, her throat felt like a ball of cotton soaked in honey, soft and hot, and she groaned. Not long after, she lied on him and refused to move, saying that she was tired and had no strength.

Wen Zheng tightened his arms, his jet-black bangs fell messily on his brow bones, and his scorching eyes were faintly visible between his hair.

Xia Tangyue placed her hands on his shoulders while they were swaying, and the two looked at each other in this small space where their breaths were intertwined, melting all their unspoken desires into a deep kiss.

-

Wen Zheng has a habit of fitness and his physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people, so during rehabilitation he always gritted his teeth and completed more than the required training volume. The daily training plan formulated by the rehabilitation therapist became the starting standard for him.

Xia Tangyue went to and from work every day, working at the art museum during the day and accompanying him in the hospital at night. After nearly half a month, the hospital finally approved Wen Zheng's discharge.

Zhu Shang and Duanmu Yu both came to pick him up, helped him leave the hospital and sent him home.

After confirming that Wen Zheng could take care of himself, Xia Tangyue returned to the art museum to continue organizing the curatorial plan she had been preparing for the "Dunhuang Cultural Relics Loss and Return Art Exhibition" during this period.

Although the investment plan has been approved by Fu Ren Group, the specific implementation still needs further details to be finalized. She contacted several painters famous for Dunhuang themes and tried to lend their paintings, but everyone rejected her, and the reasons for the rejection were varied.

Xia Tangyue had never experienced such a situation before. Even when she had just taken over the art museum and it was not well-known, she had never been rejected collectively with ambiguous reasons such as "schedule conflicts" and "the works need to be closed for maintenance".

She felt something was wrong, but because she was in the hospital accompanying Wen Zheng for rehabilitation, she was unable to find the time to investigate.

Fu Ren Group has been waiting for her proposal for a long time and has urged her twice in a row. If she doesn't come to a decision, it will probably start the process of divestment.

Xia Tangyue was anxious, so he had to take the semi-finished products to Furen Group to report the current difficulties and buy himself more time.

Gu Jiaping received her and behaved normally. He didn't seem to hold any grudges against him because of what happened before. He even introduced her to other painters who were studying Dunhuang themes.

Xia Tangyue was secretly surprised.

She intuitively felt that Gu Jiaping was not a broad-minded person, but his every move now was just right and there was nothing wrong with him.

"Thank you. I will confirm the exhibits as soon as possible and provide the group with a detailed plan when the time comes."

Gu Jiaping nodded and asked casually, "Isn't Wen Zheng your brother? But why did I hear that you were with him?"

Xia Tangyue frowned, surprise flashed across his eyes.

Hear?

Who told you that?

Gu Jiaping had no connection with their social circle, so how did he know about this?

Perhaps seeing her doubt, Gu Jiaping said, "Wen Zheng used to be my boss. I still hear news about him more or less. It seems he was in a car accident."

Xia Tangyue had a cold face and said nothing. Gu Jiaping had a normal expression, but she didn't know if she was too suspicious, she always felt that his eyes were slightly excited.

"I'm just asking casually." Gu Jiaping said, "I'm curious."

Xia Tangyue gave him a fake smile and left Furen Group. Just as she was wondering about Gu Jiaping's intentions, a piece of news exploded on the Internet.

"LUMINOVA Group's prince Li Yao is suspected of hiring a killer to commit murder. The police have intervened in the investigation."

Her eyes widened, she read the press release over and over again, and quickly called the police officer in charge of the case.

The police officer said that Li Yao was indeed a strong suspect. They had found out that the truck that hit them had frequently entered and exited a chemical company he managed before the incident. The driver was also found to have an anonymously registered Swiss bank card that regularly received overseas remittances. Three days before the incident, there was a mysterious transfer of 3 million yuan, and the source of the money was encrypted and had not yet been determined.

These are still under investigation and we don’t know who posted the message online.

Xia Tangyue's head felt numb, and he felt like something was very wrong, but he couldn't tell why.