I couldn't help myself after all.
I went to find him.
He's still the same as he was back then, except that the way I expected him to be overwhelmed by things didn't happen.
He remained as calm and collected as ever.
I questioned him, "Why?"
He seemed to have a headache, so he just rubbed his head and told me not to worry about it.
He was still the same as before, speaking as bluntly as ever. He asked me what my position was in questioning him.
Yes, what right do I have to question him?
Those who liked him? Did he betray that affection?
I have no idea.
I went home feeling dejected.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still wanted to know the truth. I felt that he wasn't that kind of person.
I found my brother and asked him to help me investigate.
The results of the investigation made me tremble. I even thought that my brother was talking nonsense, so I asked my father to investigate for me.
As it turned out, Dad's investigation yielded far more detailed results than his brother's...
He has women, more than one.
No, to be precise, there were more than two women.
He had three women in total.
One is in Hong Kong, and the other two are in mainland China.
I find it hard to imagine how big his heart is, to be able to hold so many people.
In a small corner of my heart, there's a sentence I've never uttered: Why can't there be one more?
When my father saw me like this, he felt a little sorry for me.
He couldn't help but share his analysis.
He told me that Wang Shouren probably had a mission.
At his level, having one more or one less woman doesn't actually make a difference; it might slightly worsen his reputation. But that negative reputation is only for certain people. For someone as daring, capable, and daring as him, having flaws is sometimes a good thing.
My father's words were like a ray of dawn, illuminating my path.
He also said that Wang Shouren planned to take over a motorcycle factory, and his superiors intended to send someone to be his secretary to see what he was up to. He asked if I was interested. Of course I was interested, and I accepted the task without hesitation.
It wasn't until later that I realized just how naive I had been.
There was no such task from above.
This was just a reason my dad gave me to get out of my predicament.
Yes, I was so naive back then.
Whose task of spying on someone would fall to me? It falls to someone who is infatuated with the person being spyed on. Isn't that ironic?
The older brother even had a big argument with their father over this.
My brother told me all of this later.
He told me that his father was also in great pain when making this decision. Because he didn't know what I was really thinking, he had even prepared for the worst. I would fall into that trap that belonged only to me.
As he predicted, things turned out exactly as he expected. This led to the situation where, when I returned to China heavily pregnant, he thought it was normal, and even seemed somewhat pleased...
I accepted the assignment and entered his company openly and honestly.
She became his secretary.
I also met the legendary "Empress".
I don't know how to describe Qin Jingru.
This is a happy little woman.
A woman who, no matter what, is impossible to dislike.
The first time we met, she told me she was the "official wife." It was as if she were a proud peacock declaring her status.
But her eyes were full of innocent charm, and that arrogant air made you want to pat her head and tell her you were right.
That's the impression she gave me.
Later, that scumbag told me that Qin Jingru was the type of woman who would tremble and follow behind him, handing him a torch, even if he planned to commit murder or arson.
The tenderness in that scumbag's eyes when he said those words was something I had never seen before.
I asked him, "How can you do this to him?"
He was silent for a moment, then shook his head and nodded. He told me that he liked her and would treat her well. She loved him and would treat him well in return. That was enough. As for the others, he liked them too, and he wouldn't let go of any of them.
Sometimes, I want to crack open this scumbag's brain and see what he's really thinking!
It's hard to believe that I actually became friends with Qin Jingru.
Like I said before, she's a bit silly, yet also a little mischievous, but she doesn't have any bad intentions. Almost all her cleverness is spent on counting how much money is left in the factory. She's always cheerful and carefree. It's irresistible to want to tease her. And if you tease her, she'll glare at you with a pout, which is quite adorable.
But I was even more upset. Why would that scumbag bear to hurt such a good woman?
I asked Qin Jingru, "Won't she be heartbroken that that scumbag did this?"
She answered me seriously that she was a little bit sad, but everyone was very kind to her, and she liked everyone very much, so she wasn't so sad anymore.
She spoke very seriously; in her view, the other two women were family.
I've also seen the other two women.
Compared to Qin Jingru, I dislike Qin Huairu and Lou Xiao'e even more.
In my opinion, those two are the culprits who colluded with others to bully Qin Jingru.
I'm always making excuses, yes, I'm always making excuses, making excuses that I don't like him anymore...
I kept sighing to myself.
More than once I've thought, how wonderful it would be if Qin Jingru weren't so wonderful, so adorable. If someone else said that sharing love with others is voluntary, I would definitely scoff, but that day, Qin Jingru's earnest expression told me that she meant it.
Her so-called comfort and indifference stemmed from her endearing "official" status.
It's ridiculous, isn't it? A "first wife" whose face can be pinched by two other women anytime, anywhere.
A "princess" who looks like an adorable pufferfish when she gets angry.
The "official wife" is someone no one can bring themselves to steal no matter what.
Oh.
Wang Shouren, sometimes you really deserve a terrible death!
Wang Shouren's extremely wicked character was directly proportional to his genius; the more wicked he was, the more genius he was.
At least, that's what I think.
He always manages to do things that seem unbelievable.
It's hard to imagine that he took over a nearly bankrupt motorcycle factory and sold all the motorcycles within a year. It's also hard to imagine that he found a way to sell the motorcycles and, in the following year, casually completed Project 1780.
To be honest, if it weren't for his despicable character, he would be a perfect person.
Unfortunately, nothing in this world is perfect.
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