Chapter 69. Chapter 69. Knowing that Liu Duanhe is famously a germaphobe...
Knowing Liu Duanhe's famous mysophobia, Zhang Zheng, though agitated, did not approach him due to emotional excitement. Liu Duanhe took out the equity acquisition agreement he had prepared in advance, and after Zhang Zheng signed it, he put it away with satisfaction.
"Then I won't bother you any longer, goodbye Uncle Zhang." Liu Duanhe said gently as he reached the door.
"Uncle Zhang, you don't need to see me off, you're too kind."
Zhang Zheng nodded. "Alright, take care, my dear nephew."
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about what happened today before the equity change registration announcement."
Zhang Zheng was fully aware of the recent undercurrents within the group. Since he had already transferred the shares to Liu Duanhe, he naturally didn't mind selling them to the winner.
Liu Duanhe never worried that he would try to have his cake and eat it too, and he spread the news early on. Zhang Zheng's indecisive nature meant that he would never dare to offend him.
The driver started the car, and Liu Duanhe finally relaxed his shoulders when he was alone. His beautiful, moist phoenix eyes closed. No matter how calm he was, doing these things was mentally taxing. Ever since he learned of Wu Xiuying and the others' actions, Liu Duanhe had been on edge.
However, Liu Duan is unwilling to show this tired and vulnerable side to anyone. After wearing an exquisite mask for so long, she has even forgotten what she originally looked like.
In the rare moment of relaxation, Liu Duanhe fell asleep. After the driver arrived at the underground parking garage and parked, he did not hear the door open. He hesitated for a while, but the partition that had been raised earlier blocked his view. The driver then chose to remain in the driver's seat.
As Liu Duanhe slept, his head tilted further and further to the side. The empty feeling of having no support woke him up suddenly. In his dream, it was as if he had stepped into thin air, which made his heart startle.
After sleeping for a while, he felt a bit more awake. He took out his phone and checked the arrangements and plans sent by Feng Xingyun. He also assigned this part of the work to Secretary Wei.
It wasn't noticeable in the underground parking garage, but after taking the elevator upstairs, Liu Duanhe realized it was already dark. He didn't even want to eat dinner, and after taking a shower, he went straight to bed and slept like a log.
The next day, when he woke up, he was greeted by an uninvited guest. Liu Duanhe opened the door, and Guan Du's face was full of worry.
Seeing him open the door and find her alright, she breathed a sigh of relief, her face full of joy, and complained, "You're really something."
He didn't finish his sentence, only sighing, "How could you take such a risk!"
Ever since he learned that Liu Duan and his parents might take action against him, Guan Du had been keeping an eye on the movements of his old friends. This morning, when he learned that they had made a move, he was so frightened that he rushed out of the house without even calling the driver. He drove himself, running countless red lights without even realizing it, and his driver's license is definitely going to be revoked.
Guan Du still vividly remembers Liu Duanhe's expression at his grandfather's funeral a few days ago. It was cold and gloomy, without a trace of the gentle smile that usually warmed people's hearts. Moreover, Liu Duanhe was a vengeful person. At that time, Guan Du had a premonition that a storm was brewing.
However, the Liu family had already gone through enough turmoil recently. He never expected Liu Duanhe to be so crazy, knowing that they wanted his life, yet still using him as bait. Fortunately, he was unharmed.
Today is the weekend, and the will will officially take effect next week. Liu Duanhe has already signed all the property documents, which is the most important reason why Liu Rumeng and the others are so anxious.
Logically, with the night before dawn just around the corner, they could take a break and give themselves a vacation. However, Liu Duanhe is cautious by nature, and the closer it gets to the end, the more nervous he becomes. Currently, most of the work is being handled by Secretary Wei and his trusted confidants, who are extremely busy.
Liu Duanhe was now sober. Although he didn't plan to go to the group in the afternoon, he mischievously intended to keep those involved in these matters on edge for a while. Although there was no obituary, so they should understand that their hopes had been dashed, people are always persistent until they reach the end of the road. Letting them be on edge like this was fine.
We can't let Secretary Wei and the lawyers handle everything; Liu Duanhe has to step in to improve efficiency for some things.
He brewed the tea, poured a cup for Guan Du, and said with a warm smile, "Thank you for your concern."
Liu Duanhe pushed another cup towards him first, saying, "Have some plain water first. Didn't you eat breakfast?"
Guan Du woke up early and ran to Liu Duanhe's place. He was indeed thirsty. Even though he knew he had no chance, he still felt warm inside. A cup of water was nothing. For a family like theirs, gifts worth hundreds of thousands or millions were just empty words. What mattered was the sentiment. He tightened his throat and carefully drank from the cup.
After finishing the glass of water, he composed himself, his emotions a jumbled mess. "I'm so glad you're alright. Is there anything my family can help you with?"
He blurted everything out before realizing that his elders seemed to have a past relationship with Liu Duan and his mother, so his empty promises would have limited effect.
So, feeling awkward, he added, "If there's anything I can help you with, just let me know."
Liu Duanhe felt that if Guan Du hadn't liked him before, they might have been able to be decent friends, or even close confidants.
Unfortunately, he blinked his bright phoenix eyes, subtly suppressing his emotions. His thick eyelashes were extremely long and upturned at the corners of his eyes, making his eyes look exceptionally affectionate and gentle.
His thoughts during his previous memory lapses were his true thoughts. He didn't want to become an immoral scumbag, at least not emotionally; he didn't like hurting genuine feelings.
Even with the additional memory, Liu Duanhe still acted according to his heart, so he wouldn't give Guan Du the slightest hope.
He smiled and said, "Thank you. I'll definitely come to you if I need anything. Feng Xingyun told me the same thing. Having you as a friend makes me feel a little better."
When he mentioned Feng Xingyun, his tone was one of obvious intimacy.
friend.
Guan Du felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. They could only be considered friends. Even the childhood friendship he had boasted about to Feng Xingyun was probably just a gilded compliment to Liu Duanhe.
He touched the tip of his nose and said sullenly, "That's good."
The composure that has settled in during this period, along with the lively and charming demeanor, also carries a hint of forced smiles.
People always change. Liu Duanhe was surprised to see that he wasn't as persistent as before, but then felt relieved. That was good. They could still cooperate and make money together in the future, and only talk about business.
Having said all he needed to say, Guan Du didn't linger. Besides, given Liu Duanhe's restless nature, he was bound to have something to do, and Guan Du didn't want to bother him and worsen Liu Duanhe's impression of him.
Considering Guan Du's good intentions in visiting him today, Liu Duanhe escorted him to the underground parking garage before leaving.
He watched the silver sports car drive away, then saw a familiar license plate. Liu Duanhe raised his arm, and the watch on his fair wrist looked a bit too big. He had indeed been overworked lately and had lost weight.
This was indeed the time when Feng Xingyun would usually come to see him. Liu Duanhe smiled and met his gaze, blinking gently.
Feng Xingyun's heart immediately melted.
How can someone be so cute!
If he hadn't been driving and hadn't been mindful of safe driving, he had no doubt that he would have pressed Liu Duan down and forced her into marriage.
Feng Xingyun's ears turned as red as if they were about to bleed. He could only be thankful that Liu Duanhe was far away from him, otherwise he didn't know how much he would laugh at him.
Liu Duanhe waited for a while before Feng Xingyun parked the car and got out. As the weather got warmer, he was full of energy. He wore a black cashmere sweater underneath a brown trench coat, which added a touch of sternness and elegance to his already cool temperament.
When his tall figure walked over, he almost completely enveloped Liu Duanhe.
He reached out and pinched Feng Xingyun's upper arm, asking in confusion, "How exactly did you train?"
Feng Xingyun's body tensed up at his sudden movement. The warmth from Liu Duan and his fingertips fell like sparks, seeping into his body and making every inch of his muscles feel soft and itchy. The lines of his muscles under his brown trench coat became more obvious, smooth yet not overly bulky.
His voice was low and hoarse as he said, "It's just like the one you saw before."
Liu Duanhe thinks it's probably because of his natural skeletal structure. Liu Duanhe is already tall enough. He has been swimming since he was a child. Although he didn't make it into the provincial team due to his personal choice, he never gave up. With long-term exercise and nutrition, he is 187 cm tall barefoot, and can basically walk with his head touching the door.
Feng Xingyun was actually taller than him, and his frame looked bigger too.
Liu Duanhe wasn't particularly concerned about his height. He grabbed his wrist and said, "Let's go upstairs."
Feng Xingyun snapped out of his daze and looked at Liu Duanhe's hand holding his wrist. He obediently let Liu Duanhe lead him away. For the first time, Feng Xingyun felt the satisfaction and joy of being controlled by that force.
This control did not come from anyone else, but from his beloved, his future lover. How satisfying! From now on, everything about him would be guided and concerned by Liu Duanhe.
When he was working away from home, he would think of him; when he was on business trips, he would miss him. At all times, he would be like a kite, forever held firmly in Liu Duanhe's hand, and his string would also tightly bind those hands.
If the kite's owner lets go, the kite will not hesitate to destroy itself and fall into the pond to rot.
Feng Xingyun suddenly realized in this gloomy fantasy that he would never passively wait for his master to arrive. He would use himself to bind his master's hands and feet for all eternity.
"Have some rose grapes. Secretary Wei put them out yesterday; they should be pretty good."
Liu Duanhe returned carrying a crystal-clear plate. Her slender, fair fingers were damp, and holding the crystal plate made it seem more like a work of art that should be displayed and appreciated than the plate itself.
Feng Xingyun's eyes deepened. He pulled out a tissue from the table, his rough fingertips rubbing his palm through the tissue. "Okay, then I'll wash my hands."
After subconsciously lowering his guard against Feng Xingyun, Liu Duanhe unconsciously categorized him as someone he was not wary of, like a clingy kitten that always liked to snuggle close to his leg and use its warm body heat to assert its presence.
If he had received the love and care he deserved from his family during his childhood, Liu Duanhe might have become a very affectionate and genuinely gentle person.
Liu Duanhe felt a little itchy from Feng Xingyun's touch, and his fingers naturally became pink like peach blossoms. He reflexively pulled away but did not refuse, tacitly accepting his closeness.
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Author's note: I'm here! [cheering emoji]
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