Chapter 4 Welcome Home, Yu Xiaoyan

Three years later. Midsummer.

The Young Scientists Forum and the Second Semiconductor Youth Academic Conference were held in Shangzhou.

"President Xiang, something terrible has happened!" The assistant rushed into the office in a panic. "Have you seen the list of attendees for this scientific research conference?"

Xiang Jingheng was working on the documents in his hands, not even looking up: "I haven't looked at them yet, what's wrong?"

"Take a look!" The assistant opened the list on the computer and found a name—Yu Yan.

Xiang Jingheng's expression suddenly changed, and he stopped writing with his pen.

Upon closer inspection of the list, it was indeed his ex-wife's name.

"Could it be someone with the same name?"

"Impossible!" the assistant exclaimed excitedly. "I specifically called the conference organizers to ask, and the name, age, place of origin, and school all match. It must be the young mistress!"

Xiang Jingheng's lips twitched. "She's back in China?"

"Yes!" The assistant nodded vigorously. "I checked, all the scientists and researchers attending this conference are staying at the Dongyu Hotel. Shall we go there?"

Xiang Jingheng turned his gaze back, saying, "What would I do there? We're already divorced."

He continued working.

The assistant, eyes downcast and seemingly focused on his own thoughts, said, “The main topic of this scientific conference is the industrialization of ultra-low power devices. Most of the scientists attending are from WD Research Lab in the US, where they are responsible for the core device layer of chips. If Madam has connections with WD Research Lab, our new products can achieve a breakthrough. Forget about patents; just establishing a strategic partnership with WD Research Lab will accelerate the product launch process. You can't keep wasting your time in Miss Gan's lab forever…”

Xiang Jingheng glanced at him, and the assistant wisely shut his mouth.

With a snap, Xiang Jingheng slammed the pen shut, stood up, grabbed his coat, and said, "Let's go to the Dongyu Hotel."

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As soon as Yu Yan got off the plane, she parted ways with her travel companions and took a taxi home instead of staying at a hotel.

When she gave the driver the address "Lin'an Road," he glanced at her in the rearview mirror and his expression became serious.

Shangzhou has always been known as a "city of scientific research" and is at the forefront of science and technology in the country.

Lin Anlu is a household name. Compared to the Financial Street, where a raindrop might hit a CEO, anyone you bump into on Lin Anlu is likely to be a top-secret scientist or researcher.

Security here is extremely tight, and ordinary people can't get in. The driver parked the car at the entrance of the family compound and watched as Yu Yan dragged her suitcase and swiped the card to open the gate without any hindrance.

The houses inside are all detached and built along the lake, with an extremely beautiful environment comparable to a 4A-level scenic spot.

Over the years, Yu Yan has been immersed in the laboratory, severely lacking exercise. She walks listlessly under the scorching sun, and when she answers the phone, she sounds like she's about to fall asleep, saying, "Hello."

"How are things? Are you home yet?"

The caller was her senior, Cheng Yun. Over the years, Cheng Yun had taken care of her just like family. If it weren't for her senior's help three years ago, Yu Yan might not have been able to escape the quagmire of her marriage so easily.

"Almost there." Yu Yan raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. "It's so big inside, it's exhausting to walk around."

Cheng Yun laughed: "Don't say that outside, or people will think you're some kind of Versailles. Anyway, you have a lot of houses, so if you don't like it, just find one nearby to live in."

"Yes, my grandparents told me to go stay with them."

Yu Yan took out a bunch of keys from her bag and started rummaging through the keys in the building where her grandparents lived.

Cheng Yun said, "I've sent you the list of attendees for tomorrow's meeting. They are all young scholars from universities and research institutes, as well as some CEOs of companies."

At this point, she hesitated, then added, "...Xiang's Technology will also be there."

Yu Yan lost her grip on the key and it fell to the ground.

She didn't hear the last sentence.

I bent down to pick up the key, and was about to ask my senior sister what she had just said when I realized that the door was not closed properly and was ajar.

A clear, deep voice came: "Of course I have to find her and find out the truth of what happened back then."

Who were they found? What was the truth?

Yu Yan was so hot she was dizzy, and a question flashed through her mind instinctively.

A moment later, the door opened from the inside.

Yu Yan looked at the people inside the door, and the people inside the door looked at her, all seemingly stunned.

The person inside was the first to react, giving her a gentle smile.

"You're back?"

Yu Yan opened her mouth, wanting to speak, but couldn't utter a sound for a long time.

The man was tall with deep-set eyes, his dark pupils like obsidian, and his features were so sculpted that they looked like they were from a model. His hair and eyebrows were neatly trimmed, and the corners of his eyes were upturned, creating a beautiful curve.

This is her Uncle Yan.

"How did this happen?" Shao Muyan's voice was as magnetic as ever, with an indescribable gentleness.

He walked down the steps, took the suitcase from her, deftly retracted the handle, and carried it straight into the house.

"Welcome home, Yu Xiaoyan."