In the afternoons, I often sit alone in a wicker chair on the balcony, gazing at the horizon in a daze for the entire day.
The white camellias in the courtyard were in full bloom, the sunlight falling on the petals and spreading out in layers.
She didn't even have the strength to look at it.
Yang Jinchu saw this and quietly arranged for a gardener, a chef, and even a nutritionist, but none of these things could truly help her out of that low mood.
She continued to care for the flowers and plants every day, pruning and watering them regularly, her movements extremely gentle, yet devoid of any warmth.
Until one day, she stood on the balcony staring blankly at the horizon. The sun had set, but she remained motionless, unaware that her cheeks were flushed red by the wind.
Yang Jinchu came up from downstairs, stood behind her, looked at her for a long time, and finally spoke.
"Yangyang, let's go skiing."
Chu Wuyang turned her head expressionlessly, glanced at him, as if she didn't understand what he was saying.
"Didn't you say before that you wanted to take a cable car to see the lights on a snowy night?"
Yang Jinchu smiled, her tone as if she were coaxing a child.
"It's not far, so I'll just take this opportunity to relax."
"You can go wherever you want, Switzerland? Hokkaido? Or Iceland?"
He thought she would refuse.
But unexpectedly—
The moment she heard the word "Switzerland," her face changed drastically, and she looked as if her soul had been ripped out.
The next second, tears streamed down my face without warning, and I couldn't stop them.
It wasn't crying out loud, but a near-deathly collapse, like a broken string suddenly tightening all the cracks in all emotions.
Yang Jinchu panicked instantly and quickly knelt down to try and hold her hand.
"Sorry, we're not going to Switzerland. We're fine with anywhere else, you tell me—"
But she shook her head vigorously.
"Let's go to Switzerland."
Her voice was as soft as snow falling on cotton, tears were still flowing, but her eyes were unusually firm.
Yang Jinchu remained silent for a long time before finally nodding.
"Okay, let's go to Switzerland."
But just before they set off, a piece of news shocked the global business world—
The head of the Kim family, a "business tycoon" who had been in power for over fifty years, passed away suddenly.
Just as the news arrived, a gentle sea breeze from Australia was blowing into the courtyard, and sunlight streamed through the eaves onto the wicker chairs.
Chu Wuyang was bending down to trim an expired camellia branch when she heard Yang Jinchu's tone change slightly when she answered the phone.
She thought he was dealing with an overseas project, until he hung up the phone and turned to look at her, his eyes looking much more somber.
"Old Master Jin...is dead."
She froze, the scissors hovering between her fingers, her whole body frozen in place.
"...Didn't they say there were still six months left?"
The sound was very soft, almost inaudible.
It wasn't just shock, but disbelief that such a symbolic figure of an era had suddenly fallen.
"It's been less than three months since our last conversation."
Yang Jinchu looked at her with a complicated expression.
"The official announcement of his death stated that he suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and no one at the scene was able to save him. But the Jin family is now in complete chaos."
Chu Wuyang didn't speak, standing there for a long time, as if she had lost her soul.
Yang Jinchu continued,
“The Kim family currently has no designated heir. Jing Min has not been formally established as the heir, so the entire Kim Group is currently in a power vacuum.”
"Global gold companies are starting to experience turmoil, and the tug-of-war in the capital chain is affecting countless sectors. Not to mention ordinary businessmen, even the currencies of several countries are fluctuating."
"The Jin family's business entity alone accounts for 30 percent of the Emirate's GDP."
"And the chiefdoms... have also begun to become unstable."
Chu Wuyang stood there, stunned, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping her breath.
"The tourism industry was hit hardest. Banks, real estate, shipping, energy... even the royal families of the emirates had to get involved in the negotiations."
"And I can no longer be with you whenever I want, like before."
For the first time, Yang Jinchu appeared exhausted in front of her.
"I have to go to work too, Yangyang. If the Jin family collapses, our situation will be affected as well."
Chu Wuyang nodded, but still looked dazed.
She didn't ask about Jing Min's whereabouts, nor did she ask who was in charge of the Jin family now.
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