Chapter 66: The investigation revealed that he actually was wearing that white bow tie...

In order to achieve the effect of a surprise attack, Ji Lan did not notify Liang Huaixu in advance. She only called him when she arrived at Changting and was stopped by the staff access control.

Soon, a man from the secretariat came down. He was a rather handsome young man. Ji Lan was wearing a hat and sunglasses, so he didn't recognize her.

In the elevator, she casually asked, "Are you Mr. Liang's assistant?"

Xiao Qi smiled brightly, “I am Assistant Zhou’s assistant, which is also Assistant Liang’s assistant.”

Thinking of Mr. Liang's special instructions, Xiao Qi realized that the other party's relationship with Mr. Liang must be quite special. Knowing how to handle things, Xiao Qi explained, also to show that he valued the matter, "Assistant Zhou and several other senior colleagues are either out or in a meeting, so they asked me to pick you up."

Ji Lan casually asked, "How many assistants does your CEO Liang have in total?"

Xiao Qi: "Our secretariat has a total of six members, all of whom serve only General Manager Liang."

Ji Lan smiled and said, "Are they all as good-looking as you?"

Xiao Qi is a recent graduate and is still at the age where he gets shy when praised. He humbly scratched his head and said, "No, no, Auntie, you flatter me too much. It's because the secretariat members are with President Liang all day long, so they pay more attention to temperament and appearance when recruiting."

Ji Lan: "I have a relative whose child has a job similar to yours. The salary is high, but he is too busy and has no time to date. His family is very worried."

Xiao Qi: "Our overtime work is actually not too bad. In the entire secretariat, I'm the only unmarried person."

Ji Lan raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly. After getting off the elevator, she saw Liang Huaixu walk out of a conference room, followed by a dozen or so people. She took a closer look but didn't see any glamorous female secretary.

Liang Huaixu walked over with steady steps. "Aunt Lan, what brings you here all of a sudden?"

People around were secretly glancing in their direction.

Just now, during the meeting, General Manager Liang received a phone call, which expedited the meeting's progress—this was unprecedented. Just how influential must the person be to prompt General Manager Liang to speed things up?

The other person was wearing sunglasses and a hat, so it was impossible to tell anything about them; one could only vaguely sense that they had a dignified demeanor.

However, since they are Mr. Liang's distinguished guests, no matter how curious we are, we must politely stop here.

Ji Lan had her face covered up so well that Zhou Ting didn't recognize her at first. It was only when he heard President Liang address her that he realized who she was and respectfully followed President Liang's address, saying, "Aunt Lan."

“Little Zhou.” Ji Lan remembered Zhou Ting, smiled at him, and then said to Liang Huaixu, “Let’s talk in your office.”

The door closed, leaving only Ji Lan and Liang Huaixu. She went straight to the point, "Huaixu, did you and Fufu get back together?"

Liang Huaixu pondered for a few seconds. The moment he received the call, he guessed the other party's intention, which was why he solemnly ended the meeting early.

Now, facing his future mother-in-law's questioning, even Liang Huaixu was slightly nervous. He sat upright, like a bell, and sincerely expressed his attitude.

“Aunt Lan, I sincerely hope to remarry Fufu… I’ve already had my lawyer draft an agreement, and I want to transfer 30% of my shares to Fufu.”

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Xiao Qi entered at an inopportune moment. He poured tea and served snacks to the guests, completely oblivious to the subtle atmosphere in the office.

After hearing what was just said, a hint of surprise flashed in Ji Lan's eyes.

When Liang Huaixu first got together with his daughter, although they didn't sign a prenuptial agreement, he had just graduated from university and didn't have many assets, so they weren't much.

Now things are very different. Thirty percent of his assets is a huge amount, more than enough to buy several listed companies.

Ji Lan wasn't concerned about the money. After so many years of acting, although she couldn't compare to these business tycoons, her salary was still quite considerable. Add to that the annual investment income and fixed interest, and it was more than enough for her family of three to live a very good life.

She focuses on what money reflects. It's said that a man's heart is where his money is, and Liang Huaixu has passed the test of "how much care" he has for his daughter.

Liang Huaixu added, "If it were any more, the shareholders would find it difficult to agree. The 30% transfer under my name is a share that I have carefully considered and that has a relatively high probability of being approved."

Xiao Qi overheard such big news and lost his grip while serving tea. With a "crack," the teacup shattered, leaving a puddle of water on the floor and splashing a few drops onto President Liang.

The sound of the teacup shattering echoed and gradually faded, eventually fading into an eerie silence.

Liang Huaixu's heart was beating faster and faster. He suddenly felt thirsty, dizzy, and his forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat. He quickly grabbed the table for support.

"President Liang?!" Xiao Qi's expression changed. Fortunately, those who could be hired by the secretariat had extremely strong stress resistance and responsiveness. He remembered that the instructor had mentioned medicine during the onboarding training, and asked, "Where is your medicine?"

Ji Lan was also startled and quickly went over to support him. "Huai Xu, what's wrong?"

Liang Huaixu's lips were pale as he pointed in a direction.

Xiao Qi frantically rummaged through the drawer and pulled out the medicine, cautiously confirming with him, "Mr. Liang, is this it?"

Liang Huaixu nodded weakly, took the medicine, and swallowed it with the plain water beside him. Ji Lan and Xiao Qi waited anxiously for his reaction.

After calming down, Liang Huaixu let out a sigh of relief.

Xiao Qi was still shaken. "Mr. Liang, should I call a doctor for you? Or go to the hospital?"

"No need," Liang Huaixu said, his voice a little hoarse. "You can go out now."

After everyone left, Ji Lan frowned with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Liang Huaixu's face was still very pale. He didn't know why the reaction was so strong this time, as if a flood or a ferocious beast had suddenly attacked, catching him off guard.

In the past, seeing water stains would at most make me feel a little uncomfortable, but it was nowhere near this level.

He glanced at Ji Lan, hesitating slightly. If it were any other elder, he would have kept it a secret to avoid worrying them, but at this moment, he felt that telling the truth might increase his chances of gaining his mother-in-law's approval.

Thinking of this, Liang Huaixu said, "Ever since Fufu's miscarriage, I haven't been able to see water stains. I keep imagining how she slipped and how big the water stains are, etc. The doctor said I have post-traumatic stress disorder at the psychological level."

Ji Lan was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Has it been like this for the past five years?"

Liang Huaixu nodded: "I'd feel a little bit of water stains, but I didn't expect the reaction to be this strong this time."

On the way back, Ji Lan stared out the window, lost in thought.

She felt that one thing after another happened to Liang Huaixu, which made her look at him in a new light. Perhaps people really are different... at least Liang Huaixu and Xia Meng's husband are different.

Xia Meng's husband cheated on her, but Liang Huaixu did not. Instead, he visited his ex-wife's grandmother continuously for five years, and decisively chose to get a vasectomy despite not having any biological children. He also suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder due to his ex-wife's miscarriage.

After she got home, she told Zhuang Shaoping about it.

Zhuang Shaoping sighed, "He's always been a top student, especially in high school..."

Seeing Zhuang Shaoping reminiscing about ancient history from years ago, Ji Lan glared at him and said, "Zhuang Shaoping, I've discovered you're really quite the opportunist."

Zhuang Shaoping was taken aback. "What's wrong with me?"

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Lan laughed angrily. "When I said Liang Huaixu was bad, you agreed with me. Now that I'm saying he's good, you're saying he's always been a top student."

Zhuang Shaoping couldn't help but chuckle. "I quite like Huaixu, but only if you like him too. If you don't like him, I'll definitely be on your side. How did I become a fence-sitter?"

"Alright, alright, stop talking."

Ji Lan blushed. She used to be moved by Zhuang Shaoping's casual sweet talk, and even now at her age, he hasn't changed. He's even passed this skill on to his daughter.

It's really hard for anyone to resist the sweet words a daughter says when she's being affectionate; it's like being fed honey.

-

On Friday morning, Zhuang Fuyao saw Ms. Ji and Lao Zhuang packing their luggage. She yawned casually and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhuang Shaoping smiled and said, "A friend of your mother's invited us to stay at her newly opened hot spring hotel for two days."

Zhuang Fuyao paused for a moment, then a barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips. "Are we going today?"

Seeing her daughter's eagerness for them to leave, Ji Lan gave her a reproachful look. "Okay, we'll go now. We probably won't be back until Monday or Tuesday. You stay home and behave yourself these next few days."

Zhuang Fuyao obediently agreed, thinking to herself that she would definitely stay obediently at home in Boya Bay, hehe.

...

Perhaps I was too happy and it was my karma coming back to haunt me. I was fine when I left Qingfeng Pavilion in the afternoon, but my stomach started hurting as soon as I arrived at Boya Bay.

Her menstrual cramps are much less severe now than when she was in her twenties, and with proper care, she didn't have any cramps last month. Hoping that she wouldn't have cramps this month either, she didn't take any painkillers in advance.

The pain was now flaring up twice as badly, and she was curled up in bed, sweating profusely. After wiping her sweat with a hot towel, Aunt Yuan quickly went downstairs to make her a cup of brown sugar ginger tea.

Steward Cao went to feed the horses this afternoon and just returned.

Xiao Bai enjoys VIP treatment in Boya Bay, a level of envy that other horses would envy. Not only does he eat, drink, and play with top-quality goods, but he is also personally taken care of by the master. When the master is unavailable, he, as the butler, takes over.

Instead, the zookeepers became the ones providing advice and doing odd jobs.

He noticed Aunt Yuan busy preparing something and asked, "Has the master returned?"

"Not yet, it's Miss Zhuang..." Aunt Yuan paused slightly, then suddenly realized that she hadn't told Butler Cao about Miss Zhuang yet. She coughed lightly twice, "She's the master's girlfriend, and she has some menstrual cramps."

Actually, she wasn't sure if her husband had won over Miss Zhuang after saying that. So much time had passed, her husband should... perhaps have officially become a wife?

"Girlfriend?" Butler Cao realized and smiled. "You mean your wife, right?"

Aunt Yuan asked in surprise, "Madam?"

Her first thought was that her husband and Ms. Zhuang had already registered their marriage; she never dared to imagine that Ms. Zhuang was her husband's ex-wife.

Butler Cao responded.

Aunt Yuan seemed to understand but not quite, thinking that Butler Cao meant that since they were going to get married anyway, they should call ahead.

Butler Cao: "Then have the kitchen make a black chicken and yam soup later. Add cordyceps flowers, red dates, longan, American ginseng, goji berries, and angelica. You can use cooking wine to remove the fishy smell when blanching the chicken, but don't use ginger slices. Add some sugar when it's done, as the lady likes sweet food."

While wondering how Butler Cao knew Miss Zhuang loved sweets, Aunt Yuan said, "But when Madam came over last time, she mentioned that she was cutting out sugar to lose weight."

Butler Cao: "That's what you say, but if you really don't add sugar, Madam will make a scene."

The way Butler Cao said it was so funny, with a hint of helplessness in his tone. Aunt Yuan chuckled and said, "You know Madam quite well."

Butler Cao said calmly, "After working by Madam's side for more than ten years, you will understand just as well. Alright, you should go upstairs now, Madam is still waiting for you."

These words made Aunt Yuan even more confused. As she carried the brown sugar ginger tea upstairs, she was still wondering what it meant to have worked for more than ten years.

After going upstairs, seeing that Miss Zhuang was not in her room, Aunt Yuan nervously tried to push open the door to Mr. Dian's room. Usually, Mr. Dian's room is cleaned at fixed times, and they are absolutely not allowed to enter outside of that time. There are cameras installed outside the study and the master bedroom.

Fortunately, Miss Zhuang was indeed inside, and Aunt Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

In the room, Zhuang Fuyao lay on the quilt that Liang Huaixu had slept on, smelling the faint woody fragrance left by his words, which had a kind of soothing effect on the mind.

After watching Miss Zhuang finish her brown sugar ginger tea, Aunt Yuan came downstairs. She then asked Butler Cao, still holding onto her earlier question, "Butler Cao, what did you mean when you said you've been working for over ten years?"

“I’ve been by their side ever since Mr. and Mrs. got married.” At this point, Butler Cao recalled Aunt Yuan’s previous address to Mrs. Yuan, and he raised an eyebrow inquisitively, “You didn’t just find out that Mrs. Yuan is Mr.'s ex-wife, did you?”

Aunt Yuan: "..."

She only just found out.

-

After drinking the brown sugar ginger tea, my stomach felt warm, and it seemed to really help relieve the discomfort.

Zhuang Fuyao grabbed the pillow next to her and used it as a cushion, tucking it between her legs. As she turned over, she caught a glimpse of white on the edge of the bed.

She groggily peeked over, touched what was in front of her eyes, and instantly became much more awake.

He actually slept wearing that white bow-tie underwire bra!

More importantly, there was a small hole in this already thin fabric...