Qiao Wanwan: "......"

"How is that possible?"

"Why is it impossible?"

“First of all, Zhan Yin can’t keep secrets. If he’s dating Zaozao, he won’t hide it from us,” Qiao Wanwan analyzed. “Secondly, Zaozao tells me everything. If she really has feelings for Zhan Yin, she will definitely tell me, after all, this is no small matter.”

What you said seems to make sense...

"So, Sister Shujun, you've misjudged her."

"There's no way around it, those handsome men and beautiful women standing together are just too pleasing to the eye, it's easy to make people think in that direction."

Qiao Wanwan smiled and said, "They are both still young and should focus on their careers."

That's true.

"Knock knock knock".

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Qiao Wanwan said, "Please come in."

Zhan Yin entered, looking extremely anxious. "Wanwan, I need to talk to you!"

Qin Shujun tactfully stood up, "You guys chat, I'll take Lao San to find Xiao Jiu and the others to play."

"good."

After Qin Shujun left, Qiao Wanwan asked, "What's the matter?"

"How dare you ask!" Zhan Yin sat down next to her. "My uncle wants me to be the executive vice president of the group, why didn't you stop him? Qiao Wanwan, you didn't suggest this, did you? After all, it was your idea to get me a job at Dijing Group in the first place!"

"What did you say?" Qiao Wanwan asked, puzzled. "Jing Ting wants you to be the executive vice president of Dijing Group? When did this happen?"

"You don't know?" Zhan Yin also became puzzled. "Just now, they called me to the study to talk to me. It wasn't like they were discussing it with me; they were just informing me directly."

Qiao Wanwan muttered, "Why would Jing Ting choose you as the executive vice president..."

Zhan Yin: "......"

"Qiao Wanwan, why does what you're saying sound so awkward? What, am I not good enough for you?"

“That’s not what I meant.” Qiao Wanwan composed herself and said, “What I meant was that Jingting should know you best. You like a free and easy life and don’t like working in a routine manner, so logically speaking, he would never let you take this position.”

"Then I have no idea." Zhan Yin had a sudden inspiration. "Could it be that my uncle's brain has been damaged by the medication?"

Qiao Wanwan raised her fist, pretending to glare at him fiercely, "Do you want to die?"

"Didn't you tell me that my uncle was used as a drug test subject and his hair turned white overnight?"

“It’s impossible that he’s out of his mind,” Qiao Wanwan said. “Jing Ting must have his reasons for making these arrangements.”

"But I don't want to do it!" Zhan Yin looked utterly hopeless. "You're right, I'm really not cut out for it. I don't want to work, I just want to slack off! So go tell your uncle that I won't do it, I'd rather die than do it. In this world, your uncle only listens to you, so you have to save me!"

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

“Jing Ting doesn’t just listen to me, he respects me.”

"I don't care whether it's obedience or respect between you two, the important thing is that as long as you speak up, he will definitely listen to you," Zhan Yin pleaded. "Wanwan, our relationship couldn't be better, you won't just stand by and watch him die, will you?"

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

"I don't know what Jingting is thinking, so I need to ask him first."

"Okay, go ask, but you must be careful with your attitude. Don't make my uncle angry, or I'll be doomed if he doesn't give in. You know, I don't dare to disobey my uncle's decisions."

"I understand. Don't worry, we're all family. We can talk things over."

"Uh-huh!"

......

Around 10 p.m., after Qiao Wanwan and the other children had all gone to sleep, she returned to the master bedroom.

The bathroom door was closed, and Zhan Jingting was inside.

Qiao Wanwan had already taken a shower, so she changed into her pajamas and lay down on the bed.

She waited patiently, but Zhan Jingting never came out.

Qiao Wanwan couldn't help but check the time; half an hour had passed since she returned to her room.

Just as Qiao Wanwan was about to get up and knock on the door, the bathroom door opened the next second.

The man was wearing dark pajamas and was drying his hair with a towel in one hand.

"Jingting, are you done washing up?"

"Hmm." Zhan Jingting walked to the bedside. "Is the child asleep?"

"Go to sleep now, I'll blow-dry your hair."

"No need, it'll dry quickly."

"No." Qiao Wanwan went to get a hair dryer. "You need to take good care of your body now. You can't catch a cold. Not drying your hair is the easiest way to catch a cold."

Zhan Jingting let her have her way.

Slender, pale fingers ran through the man's short white hair, and Qiao Wanwan's tears flowed uncontrollably.

Although she didn't cry out loud, Zhan Jingting still keenly sensed her emotional change.

When the hairdryer stopped, Zhan Jingting turned around and saw Qiao Wanwan, who was already in tears.

"If I had known you would be sad, I wouldn't have let you do it." Zhan Jingting smiled as he wiped away her tears. "Wanwan, don't be sad. Your sadness will cause me a lot of pain."

"Mmm!" Qiao Wanwan quickly sniffed and wiped away her tears with a tissue. "I just couldn't hold back for a moment. I won't do it again."

She smiled and said, "I will definitely take good care of your health and make your hair turn white again."

"good."

Qiao Wanwan nestled into the man's arms and asked softly, "Zhan Yin came to see me and said you want him to be the group's executive vice president. What does that mean?"

"Literal meaning."

“What I mean is, you know perfectly well that his ambitions lie elsewhere,” Qiao Wanwan said. “I had him work at the Imperial View Group before so that he could learn something from you. Even if he doesn’t go home to inherit his family’s company, learning from you will be beneficial. As for what he wants to do in the future, that’s up to him.”

“Wanwan, I believe that no one in this world can be truly free. Everything has its gains and losses,” Zhan Jingting said calmly. “Zhan Yin was born into the Zhan family and enjoyed wealth and honor that ordinary people cannot obtain, but he cannot be a carefree playboy for the rest of his life. He has responsibilities that he needs to bear.”

Qiao Wanwan hesitated for a moment before saying, "If you mean Eleven and Xiao Jiu, I can understand. They are your sons and have an obligation to inherit the Imperial View Group."

“But Zhan Yin, he is not your biological nephew. You have no reason to put such pressure on him, both morally and logically.”

“Just like you said, it’s all good to learn from me. Being the executive vice president of Dijin Group is the fastest and most effective way to hone his skills.” Zhan Jingting put it another way, “The day he can take on this role, his life will be completely different.”

“That’s true, but it also depends on whether he’s willing to accept it,” Qiao Wanwan said. “Even if they are our children, I don’t want you to impose this burden on them. Everyone is an independent individual and should not be bound by so-called responsibilities and obligations.”

"Not to mention Zhan Yin. I treat him as family and as a friend. I don't want him to be forced to live an unhappy life."