Chapter Twenty-Six

When Fang Shiyan arrived at the company in the morning, he saw that his assistant was somewhat hesitant.

Before the meeting started, Fang Shiyan stopped and looked at his assistant, asking, "What do you want to say?"

The assistant sighed softly and said respectfully, "Mr. Fang, yesterday was your wife's birthday. I forgot to remind you."

As Fang Shiyan's personal assistant, he naturally had to remind Fang Shiyan of some important dates for his family.

He had to take leave yesterday afternoon and forgot about the matter until he went to work this morning and realized his oversight.

The assistant tentatively asked, "Mr. Fang, would you like to buy some gifts for your wife?"

For Fang Shiyan, this was no big deal. He replied casually, "Buy whatever you think is best."

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, Mr. Fang."

Perhaps because his assistant mentioned Wen Yixing, Fang Shiyan kept getting distracted and thinking about her during the meeting.

She has a good personality; even if she suffers some grievances, she won't take it out on him.

It seems this isn't the first time he's forgotten to celebrate her birthday. In the past, when he forgot certain important dates, he would simply have his assistant give her a gift as compensation.

She's easy to please, and she always seems happy when she receives something from him.

As he thought about it, Fang Shiyan remembered that she had brought up the topic of divorce a few days ago.

Actually, it's not that he can't get a divorce, but for him, this marriage is indeed dispensable.

Wen Yixing was indeed a qualified wife and mother; at least before she brought up the word "divorce," he had never thought about divorce.

He also knew that Wen Yixing loved her child very much, and that she probably couldn't bear to abandon her child.

Therefore, they cannot get a divorce.

Although he was certain that Wen Yixing wouldn't leave, Fang Shiyan felt a tightness in his chest and an inexplicable irritation whenever he thought of her cold expression that day.

Fang Shiyan rubbed his temples, put his mind at ease, and focused on the meeting.

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Fang Shiyan finished his work late and wanted to go home to visit his family. However, before he even left the company building, he ran into Lu Xingye, who had come to see him.

Lu Xing also put his arm around Fang Shiyan's shoulder: "Young Master Fang, I'll take you to a fun place today."

Fang Shiyan patted Lu Xingye's hand on his shoulder expressionlessly: "I'm going back to see Yao Yao today."

Lu Xingye: "It's okay, it's still early, it definitely won't delay your journey home!"

The second young master of the Lu family in Beijing loves those extravagant and decadent occasions the most.

This time they went to a luxury-style bar, where an open-air party was being held behind the bar. There were many celebrities in the entertainment industry, as well as various rich second-generation heirs who were wealthy and liked to have fun.

As dusk fell, a band played music near the pool, and handsome men and beautiful women in swimsuits drank and chatted by the pool. Waiters in formal suits moved among the crowd, and various colored lights flashed, creating a wonderful atmosphere.

Lu Xing also boasted, "How about it? Pretty awesome, right? A pool party!"

The music was giving Fang Shiyan a headache. He had never liked such occasions, so he said coldly, "I'm married."

Lu Xing was stunned for three seconds by Fang Shiyan's words, and then said, "So what if we're married? Don't tell me you still have that kind of 'male virtue' stuff."

Fang Shiyan: "..."

In Lu Xingye's circle, it's not uncommon for wealthy men to have affairs and keep beautiful female celebrities as mistresses. Even his usually serious and upright older brother has a female college student as his mistress.

Fang Shiyan was about to say something when Lu Xingye patted him on the shoulder again: "Look, look, President Wu is over there too. Haven't you been wanting to cooperate with President Wu lately? Although this place doesn't seem like a good place to talk, actually, the chances of reaching a cooperation agreement are quite high, don't you think?"

Lu Xing knew that Fang Shiyan didn't like these kinds of occasions, and he wouldn't have brought Fang Shiyan here for no reason.

After watching Fang Shiyan walk away, Lu Xing found a comfortable place to sit down. He had just taken a sip of his drink when he saw a familiar figure. Lu Xing waved and said, "President Chen, what brings you here?"

Shen Jingshao was followed by two assistants. Shen Jingshao was wearing a white shirt, while the two assistants were dressed in neat suits, which seemed out of place in the atmosphere.

Upon hearing Lu Xingye address him as "President Shen," many people nearby turned to look.

It's clear that many people here want to talk to Shen Jingshao about cooperation.

However, due to Shen Jingshao's aura that kept strangers away, they were hesitant to approach.

After all, the Xingchen Group behind Shen Jingshao is developing exceptionally rapidly. These rich second-generation individuals are not fools. Even if they don't want to cooperate, they still want to build a good relationship with Shen Jingshao, because they might need him in the future.

Shen Jingshao and Lu Xingye had a good relationship, so he sat down directly opposite Lu Xingye and said, "Come over and let's talk about a collaboration."

While the two were chatting, a hot woman sat down next to Lu Xing. She was a female celebrity who had worked with Lu Xing before. The pungent perfume made Shen Jingshao frown slightly.

Lu Xing knew that Shen Jingshao never liked women getting close to him, so he consciously put his arm around the woman and left first.

There were quite a few people who wanted to talk to Shen Jingshao. As Shen Jingshao sat there, people kept coming over to talk to him, and they were all well-known figures in the industry.

When Fang Shiyan returned after discussing the cooperation, things finally calmed down for Shen Jingshao.

Lu Xingye also returned wearing a floral shirt and smelling strongly of perfume.

Without hesitation, he sat down next to Fang Shiyan, the scent of his perfume making Fang Shiyan frown.

Shen Jingshao quietly picked up his wine glass and drank.

Lu Xing also looked at Shen Jingshao, and then at Fang Shiyan.

These two went to the same high school, so they should have a lot to talk about, but unfortunately, neither of them is a talkative person.

After all these years, our relationship as friends remains lukewarm.

Lu Xing also drank a glass of wine, then, as if remembering something, turned to look at Fang Shiyan and asked in confusion, "That's strange, why didn't your wife call you today?"

“She would always call you around this time of year without fail.”

Upon hearing Lu Xingye's words, Fang Shiyan involuntarily glanced down at his phone.

Wen Yixing used to have a habit of calling him at night. At first, it was nine o'clock. If he didn't come home, she would always call him worriedly to ask where he was. Even if he didn't come home, she would still call him on time to say a few words.

After a while, he became a little impatient, and Wen Yixing realized that he was probably out, so she started calling him at 11 o'clock later.

But she hasn't called him even once these past few days.

Lu Xing also curiously leaned over and glanced at Fang Shiyan's phone. "Did you two have a fight?"

Fang Shiyan was about to speak when he sensed someone watching him.

He looked up and met the gaze of Shen Jingshao sitting opposite him.

The lighting here was dim, and Shen Jingshao seemed to be shrouded in shadow.

Fang Shiyan instinctively disliked his gaze.

Fang Shiyan's expression turned cold, and he said in a low voice, "No."