Qin Xiu was somewhat disappointed. He had thought that seeing the fate of Yi Wang Real Estate would make him very happy.
Little did they know that for Yan Shao, happiness or sadness were precious emotions, and he would never waste his feelings on irrelevant people or things.
He has many sources of happiness and does not need to derive them from watching others or gloating.
After all, whether it's Yi Wang Real Estate or Yi Wei, their current predicament is entirely their own doing. Since they want to cause trouble, let them continue.
Furthermore, after the Wang family unilaterally announced the dissolution of their engagement with Yi Wei and threatened to gradually terminate all cooperative relationships with the Yi family, Yi Changxing was so shocked that he fainted on the spot.
When he woke up, he sternly reprimanded Yi Wei, telling her to go and apologize to Wang Wenjie immediately to see if she could salvage the situation.
Yi Wei, however, would rather die than comply. Originally, she looked down on Wang Wenjie from the bottom of her heart, let alone liked him.
In her opinion, it would be best to annul the engagement now. As for the family matters and the Yi family's affairs, she believed that they could be resolved by gritting her teeth and enduring them.
As it turns out, Yi Wei was far too naive.
After the turmoil of the split between the Yan and Yi families, the Yi family was already teetering on the brink of collapse, like a broken boat on the edge of a storm. With such a heavy blow from the Wang family, the Yi family's broken boat is not far from sinking.
That day, the collection calls that hadn't rung for a while started ringing frequently again. The front desk, the accounting department, and the boss's office were all bustling with customers coming to collect debts.
The Yi Group has been on the verge of bankruptcy overnight.
In stark contrast is the Yanhuang Group.
Having just secured a large bidding project, the morale of all employees in the group was high. In addition, the boss was in a good mood, and early in the morning, the accounting department deposited a month's salary into the accounts of all employees as a bonus. Such a direct reward would surely be appreciated by everyone.
Looking at the bustling and cheerful atmosphere in the company, Yan Shao couldn't help but think of his precious son at home who was always obsessed with money. He had given him a few red envelopes at the end of the year, and the boy was so happy that he sang and danced.
Looking back, it seems that all this time, he, as the father, has never given the little guy any pocket money.
Feeling quite ashamed, Yan Shao quickly grabbed a large red envelope, took all the cash from his wallet, and stuffed it into the envelope.
I'm planning to surprise the little one when I pick him up this afternoon.
After wrapping the red envelope, I hesitated for a moment before finally picking up the phone and dialing.
The phone rang for a long time before being answered. "What is it?"
The voice coming through the microphone was Zhu Qianying's hoarse and irritable voice.
Zhu Qianying slept until this time. It's not her fault. If anyone is to blame, it's Young Master Yan from last night, who almost drove her to her death.
She vaguely remembered that when he finally let her go and allowed her to comfortably snuggle in bed to sleep, a glimmer of dawn could already be seen outside the window.
"Are you feeling unwell? Should I get a doctor to take a look at you?"
The man's voice was so gentle it seemed to drip with tenderness, but to Zhu Qianying, whose entire body was in pain at that moment, it was nothing more than crocodile tears.
"I don't need it, you should go see a doctor!" Zhu Qianying said irritably.
Hearing her hoarse voice, Zhu Qianying felt both angry and embarrassed.
"Sigh... I think I probably need to take a look too. I actually felt a bit tired when I woke up this morning!"
Damn it!
Zhu Qianying cursed inwardly, "Young Master Yan, it's normal to be tired after working all night until dawn, right?"
A hearty laugh came from the microphone: "No choice, I've been holding it in for five years!"
Zhu Qianying was at a loss for words when it came to how to describe this man whose skin was as thick as a city wall.
She could only grit her teeth and say into the microphone, "You deserve to suffocate!"
"No, we still want a little one of her!"
It is said that people are in high spirits when they have good news, and this certainly applies to Yan Shao.
He was woken up by Zizai less than two hours after falling asleep this morning. He had exercised all night and had been working overtime for several days in a row. Even so, his voice was still full of energy and had a strong, clear tone.
Compared to Zhu Qianying, who lay on the bed like an insect, Yan Shao is a dragon, while the one lying on the bed is an insect.
"Keep dreaming!"
Zhu Qianying was in pain all over, so she spoke in a huffy tone.
"Dreaming is of course not going to work. Maybe if you do more of what you did last night, you can have it."
This time, Zhu Qianying simply hung up the phone.
She thought the man was calling to check on her, but it turned out he was calling to flirt with her.
Zhu Qianying got out of bed, supporting her back. Apart from the time she gave birth to Zizai, she felt that she had never been so disheveled.
Zizai also said that his dad is old and is an old uncle.
With this kind of energy and demand, can he still be called an old man?
When he's full of energy, does that mean I'll be exhausted and die in bed with him?
Zhu Qianying, supporting her aching back, finally managed to wash up. As she came out of the washroom, she saw her phone flashing. She picked it up and tapped the screen; it was an unread message from "the fastidious young master."
"Honey, there's some scallop and rice porridge warming up in the pot. Have some first, and Bai Shao will bring up lunch in a bit. Or, if you don't want to eat, I can have someone bring you something else!"
After Zhu Qianying finished washing up, most of her displeasure had dissipated.
"No need, I'll cook noodles myself!"
Although Zhu Qianying felt unwell, she wasn't that delicate. It was just a matter of getting herself something to eat; it wasn't a big deal.
After replying to Yan Shao, Zhu Qianying immediately dialed Bai Shao's number.
"Xiao Shao, the shop must be busy, right? You don't need to bring me lunch. I'll cook noodles myself!"
It was very noisy on the other end of the phone; you could tell they were extremely busy.
"Okay, take care of yourself. Call me again if you need anything!" Bai Shao didn't waste any words and hung up the phone immediately after speaking.
Zhu Qianying was so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her back. She got up and slowly walked to the kitchen like a sick person. One bowl of rice porridge was obviously not enough, so she took out some dumplings and put them in a pot to steam. Then she carried out the rice porridge that Yan Shao had mentioned, nestled on the sofa, and casually turned on the TV to watch and eat at the same time.
Zhu Qianying doesn't watch TV much, and even when she does, she's usually distracted.
The TV at home is basically always tuned to L City TV, because Chen Jing really enjoys watching L City TV's programs on people's livelihood and food competitions.
Once, Vic Chou accompanied Jing Chan to watch a food program, but after watching it, he looked disdainful and said...
"Tch, they're all third-rate bastards. If Grandma went to participate, she would easily crush them."
Chen Jing smiled and gently scolded, "Zizai, don't talk nonsense."
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