Ode to You of Wind and Moon

【Poor Girl x Older Dominant CEO, Class Struggle from Two Worlds】

【Marriage First, Love Later | Chasing His Wife, 1V1, SC】

【Art Therapy x Technology R&D, Humanistic Care】...

Romance

Romance

"Is it strange? Why do I know you?"

Ye Yuanyin thought, it couldn't be that she had a relationship with Chen Dian'an.

Chu Jinxi saw through her thoughts and said disdainfully: "Your husband is good, but not everyone is interested in him. I even think he is unromantic."

Ye Yuan couldn't help blushing because of being ridiculed.

Chu Jinxi looked at her and thought she shouldn't be fooled by her superficial innocence. She had clearly thought so carefully. She smiled, her eyes curved. "How can a smart person blush?"

"That's because you're not thick-skinned enough."

"Hahaha," Chu Jinxi said charmingly, "You're still the same as before."

"Have you seen me?"

"Yes, at that time—I was also a volunteer in the village you went to."

She couldn't help but open her eyes wide.

Chu Jinxi raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why, a bitch can't do good deeds?"

"Oh!" she cried out, and said angrily, "I just think fate is wonderful."

"Don't shout, don't shout, I got it." Chu Jinxi looked around cautiously, and looked at her, still smiling: "There are too many people around, so we can't talk anymore. Please give your fourth uncle my best wishes. Bye. See you later."

If she were to leave like this, she would certainly be scolded by her aunt.

*

I went home for dinner in the evening and Chen Di'an was there too.

Ye Yuanyin discovered that he didn't like to attend social occasions. Unless he really couldn't avoid it, he could be seen at home most of the time.

He should be a person who attaches great importance to private space and family life. Apart from being obsessed with those incomprehensible technological research and development, he would not go to the company at all if many tasks can be completed at home.

You wouldn't believe it, a man who looks so decisive and ruthless is actually homesick.

Ye Yuanyin couldn't help smiling as he looked at him, as if he had discovered some secret.

Chen Yan put down his bowl and chopsticks, met her gaze, which she couldn't retract in time, and said, "Why are you looking at me like a pitiful child who has lost his way? Please explain."

Ye Yuanyin couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, shook his hand and said, "Nothing."

Sedimentary An had no intention of letting her go.

His eyes, as cold as a December pool, pierced her bones. She surrendered, "Alright. Do you know who my aunt and I met today?"

He lowered his eyes and asked calmly, "Who?"

"My fourth uncle's wife." Ye Yuanyin said, "How strange! How does she know me? Did she come to our wedding?"

"Not surprising," Chen Yan said, "What marriage partner? She's just toying with him."

"Ah?" Ye Yuanyin was puzzled. "Why? Isn't Fourth Uncle going to marry her?"

“Little kids ask so many questions.”

Ye Yuanyin wrinkled her nose and said, "I'm not a child." She pried her fingers apart one by one and said, "I'm only six years younger than you."

He chuckled and teased, "According to the Gregorian calendar, seven years old to be exact."

"What?" she said unconvincedly, "Don't look down on me."

Chen Yan didn't give her any face at all and said, "When I first met you, you were like a little bean sprout, and you pretended to be an adult in front of me."

That was five years ago.

Ye Yuanyin's mood suddenly became low. She thought it shouldn't be like this. Back then, he had a little kindness, causing others to be trapped in the quagmire for five years, while he was clear-headed and lived his life on his own. He knew nothing about it.

Seeing her suddenly become melancholic, like a little brat insisting on discussing the philosophy of relationships between men and women, Chen Yan'an found it both amusing and endearing. Before leaving the table, he reached out to ruffle her hair and scoffed, "Eat your meal and stop daydreaming."

Ye Yuanyin stroked the hair that he had touched, but his heart was even more confused than his hair.

*

Finally, her aunt stopped summoning her.

Ye Yuanyin asked the family doctor for Shen Yuheng's medical records and found out that Shen Yuheng had been diagnosed with severe depression three years ago.

All the test indicators are frighteningly high.

She couldn't understand why a person who held a high position, had everything he wanted, and had no history of genetic diseases in his family would suffer from such an invisible illness.

It can be seen that disease is the most unreasonable person. It does not care about identity and status, nor does it consider social order and morality. The rich will not add icing on the cake just because they are rich, and the poor will not help others just because they are poor. It can find whoever it wants, and it is really willful and reckless.

She sent a message first and knocked on the door before getting permission.

Shen Yuheng looked very tired, and his eyes had long lost their luster.

He has a very gentle temperament, always making people feel like they are in a warm and gentle breeze. He humbly asked, "Can painting heal people's hearts?"

"Yes," Ye Yuanyin said with a smile, "Although you might think I'm a charlatan when I say this, that's what my mentors taught me. Painting, music, pottery...all art-related activities can indirectly reflect a person's inner feelings, and while engaging in these activities, they can also heal oneself."

Shen Yuheng curled the corners of his mouth and said, "That's great."

Ye Yuanyin couldn't tell whether he was admiring her naivety or mocking her. In short, she could feel that deep down, he must feel that he was an unreliable person.

"Fourth Uncle," Ye Yuanyin called him softly, "If there's pain in your heart that you can't let go of, wouldn't it be better if you faced it squarely?"

Shen Yuheng's pupils moved, and he finally began to look her in the eye. His expression now was closer to his inner emotions: cold, damp, and moody. "Has anyone ever told you that you're rude?"

"Yes." When she was taking care of Chen Chengxia's homework, the little girl always wanted to eat her.

He must be someone who is very good at concealing his emotions. After briefly revealing his emotions, he became as gentle as jade again. "Are you always so confident in your profession?"

"No," Ye Yuanyin replied, "I have always doubted whether I am really a charlatan."

Although she answered this way, she still felt proud and complacent. Shen Yuheng suddenly laughed and asked her, "Xiaoye, do you always treat patients with neutrality and affection at the same time?"

When she didn't answer, he said, "This isn't a good habit. You need to learn to be ruthless. That way you won't get hurt."

Ye Yuanyin still couldn't understand what he meant, and at the moment she just felt powerless. She couldn't control the situation, and it seemed like she was being led by him all the time.

"There's a dinner party tonight, I'll take you there." His expression showed no emotion, but carried the natural majesty of a superior. "You're such a good judge of people, you should be perfect for that kind of occasion."

*

Ye Yuanyin thought that perhaps he was ignorant. The Ancheng in her eyes and the hidden place in front of him were two completely different parallel time and space.

Liu Ying looked at her and said with disdain, "You've just started working, and it's really not safe to bring you here."

Ye Yuanyin sneered in response, thinking that the beauty and ugliness in this world are two sides of the same coin. To only see one side is like a blind man touching an elephant, or a leaf covering his eyes.

There are all kinds of people in this world, just like diseases will find everyone fairly, and some people's preferences are difficult to talk about but they are real.

Seated in the hidden private room were a group of prominent figures in the city, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to attend Shen Yuheng's dinner table. Before drinking, they were all serious people, but only after drinking did their true colors show.

For example, the attitude towards women is particularly obvious.

I won't say dirty words, they're so despicable. Just kidding, I want to be classy without leaving a criminal record. Only after careful consideration can I feel dirty, so that I can satisfy some male psychology.

Isn't it? It's so vulgar to start with. You have to say something that will make women look surprised and embarrassed. They will blush from time to time because of their secondary sexual shyness instinct, but because of their status and need, they have to cater to them, half-heartedly, flirting and playing around. This feeling is like the teasing before formal entry.

In a relationship between a man and a woman, the most worthwhile thing is the torment of wanting to enter but not being able to do so.

Liu Ying was well aware of the intricacies of this, and thus taught Ye Yuanyin an unforgettable lesson. The man who usually sat so solemn and arrogant in his office would also put on a different, extravagant demeanor in front of these so-called bigwigs.

Ye Yuanyin was targeted by one of the men.

She felt uncomfortable and tried to avoid the temptations he threw at her.

Shen Yuheng was like a spectator. Just because she said something wrong, just a word to test her inner feelings, he wanted to punish her, regardless of whether they were a family in name or not.

He didn't introduce her or give any instructions, so the man called "Boss Chai" naturally didn't know Ye Yuanyin's identity. They treated her the same as anyone they could treat casually.

Ye Yuan couldn't handle the alcohol, so he went out to get some quiet time.

Mr. Chai followed her out and stopped her in the dark corridor. He asked, "Sister, how old are you this year? When did you join Shen's?"

She felt disgusted and told the truth, "I'm married."

Mr. Chai's face darkened, as if the product he'd chosen had a flaw. "Then your price should be cut in half at least. It must be because I like you, otherwise I wouldn't be able to offer that much."

He held out his two palms, each thick and greasy with five dimples, and said, "What do you think? I'm a very loyal man. If you agree, you don't have to work like this anymore. Girls, sitting in an office toiling away, being looked down upon, and earning 10,000 yuan a month? With your looks and figure, you shouldn't have to endure the same hardships as ordinary women. Follow me, you don't have to do anything, just look pretty and earn money, how wonderful is that."

Ye Yuanyin thought that some rich men were really vicious. They specifically targeted poor but beautiful girls, and there would always be desperate people who would take the bait.

"I'm sorry." She refused very bluntly. "Thank you for your kindness."

Mr. Chai was quite understanding. "It's okay, it's okay. It's normal to be confused for a while, especially since you still have a husband. We'll have many opportunities to meet in the future. People will learn from difficulties as soon as they encounter them."

Ye Yuanyin returned home in a very miserable state that night and stayed in the room all night without coming out.

As Dian Yan was on a business trip, Aunt Yang didn't notice anything was wrong with her.

After returning to the company, Ye Yuanyin was isolated in the workplace for several days.

It's not a big deal, but it's like being pricked in the dark, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

That day, she really didn't want to face the cold stares from her two colleagues, so she ran to the public relations department on the first floor to use the restroom, but she heard gossip about herself.

"I heard that Assistant Ye from the Administration Department has been spotted by Mr. Chai from Feifan Manufacturing."

"Oh my god, she's only been here a few days? How can she be so shameless!"