Shen Shiyi spent the day at home with the children, and then returned to school in the evening.
Qin Ziming personally escorted his wife to the school gate, and he was somewhat reluctant to let go of her hand.
"Wife, remember to miss me."
Shen Shiyi said proudly, "I miss my husband's children."
Lu Qinzhou and Chen Tinghai in the front seats couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Pfft."
Unable to contain themselves, the two immediately regained their composure.
Qin Ziming looked at his wife with a wronged expression after hearing her words.
"Honey, we're about to separate, can't you say something nice?"
Shen Shiyi couldn't help but laugh, so she quickly kissed him on the cheek. Before he could react, she opened the car door and got out.
"Bye-Bye!"
Qin Ziming waved to his wife, and only spoke after her figure disappeared from sight.
"Let's go back."
Lu Qinzhou, who was driving, responded respectfully.
"yes."
Qin Ziming opened the car window, and the cool night breeze helped him clear his head. The group's affairs were becoming increasingly stable, and he was maturing more and more; everything was moving in a positive direction.
Unbeknownst to her, her elder brother had been gone for some time. Thinking of all the things she had done with him, Qin Ziming fell silent.
When he got home, it was Chen Tinghai who reminded him, and only then did he come back to his senses.
"We've arrived. Get off the bus."
Chen Tinghai quickly got out of the car and opened the car door for him.
Qin Ziming strode towards the old house with his long, slender legs.
In the living room, the old man and Su Ningrong were quietly drinking tea. When they saw him return, Su Ningrong spoke calmly.
"Zi Mo, come, let's have some tea together."
The old man saw his grandson sit down and spoke softly.
"Did sending the poem remind you of school?"
"Um."
Su Ningrong poured a cup of hot tea for his nephew. "Try it, it's Zhuyeqing."
The old man glanced upstairs and sighed softly.
"You've worked hard these past few days. The company is important, but your health is important too. Please remember to balance work and rest."
Qin Ziming took a sip of tea from his cup and nodded slightly.
"Grandpa, I will be careful."
Both men were very satisfied with his abilities. In the two years since he joined the company, the Su Group has reached new heights, leaving those wealthy families far behind, which made the old man very gratified.
"What is your relationship with Huo Zhengshu, the president of Huo Corporation?"
"brother."
The old man pursed his lips and said, "That's good, but you can't act too impulsively in some things, otherwise you might fall very hard."
Qin Ziming understood her grandfather's meaning and looked at him solemnly, "I understand."
Thinking of the investigation materials, the old man pursed his lips slightly.
"Hey, you two know each other?"
Qin Ziming didn't expect his grandfather to suddenly mention him.
"To be precise, I know both Shiyi and I. He was Shiyi's suitor, but the connection between Shiyi and me is deeper."
Su Ningrong, who had been listening to their conversation, asked a question.
"The poem you met before coming here?"
Qin Ziming shook his head.
"Shiyi knew him before I did. I can't go into details, but we know each other anyway."
Upon hearing this, the two exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's thoughts. Zi Mo had been a special forces soldier; they must have met during a mission, which was why he couldn't reveal it.
Su Ningrong glanced at her nephew, picked up her teacup, and took a small sip.
"Zi Mo, Ji Yunfeng, you two don't have any past grudges, do you?"
Qin Ziming looked up at his uncle, then shook his head.
"No." It's just that the two of them fell in love with the same person, and he became the husband of the woman he loved.
They were rivals in love, so there were bound to be some friction, but it didn't escalate to a major conflict.
Su Ningrong nodded slightly. "That's good. The mayor called us and asked us to give more support to other companies."
Qin Ziming looked up, clasped his hands together, and understood what he meant. If a place has few large enterprises, it will affect its development, and for politicians, it will affect their promotions.
Qin Ziming leaned back on the sofa, looking relaxed and casual.
"I understand, Uncle."
The conversation ended in less than an hour. The three returned to their respective rooms. Qin Ziming, having finished washing up, walked to the bedside wrapped in a white towel. Seeing his wife's photo on the bedside table, he smiled gently and sat down.
Thinking of his wife's gentle face, his heart softened. Lying down in bed, he listened to his wife's gentle voice and slowly drifted off to sleep.
At the Ji family's breakfast table, Ji's mother took out a stack of photos of girls and placed them in front of her son.
“Yunfeng, you’re not getting any younger. It’s time to find a girl to marry and have children while your father and I can still take care of them.”
Ji Yunfeng glanced at the photo out of the corner of his eye, then continued to eat with his head down.
"Mom, don't waste your energy. Right now, I just want to focus on developing the company."
When Ji's mother heard this, she became anxious.
"But son, you're already 31. A man should settle down and start a family by 30..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ji Yunfeng interrupted her.
"Mom, when I wanted to get married, you tried everything to stop me. Now that I don't want to get married, you're urging me to. What do you take me for?"
Ji Yunfeng lost his appetite the more he thought about it, so he simply put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.
"Mom and Dad, I'm full and I'm going to the company."
When Ji's mother saw that her son hadn't eaten much, she quickly chased after him.
"Son, have some more."
Ji's father couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up to stop it.
"Alright, honey, sit down and eat."
Ji's mother looked at her husband, then turned to look at her son, feeling extremely wronged. She was only trying to do what was best for her son.
Seeing that his wife was still looking ahead frequently, Ji's father couldn't help but get up and lead her to the dining table.
"Alright, children and grandchildren have their own destinies. Let's not push him too hard. Do you want to lose your son?"
Ji's mother pouted.
"I was doing it all for his own good before." How could she have known that Su Bing'er would marry into the Su family and give birth to an heir—a boy and a girl, twins! How enviable!
"You forgot, don't follow in the footsteps of the Leng family."
Mrs. Ji was startled; her husband's words reminded her of something that happened ten years ago.
Seeing that his wife remembered, Ji's father spoke up at the opportune moment.
"Alright, let's eat. Don't let your son find a girlfriend and you collapse. That would be a loss."
Upon hearing this, Ji's mother sat down and started eating. Seeing that her provocation had worked, Ji's father's lips curled into a smile.
Actually, he didn't have any particular objections to Su Bing'er. It was just that his wife felt that her family background was too poor and that she was not a good match for their son, which is why she had always opposed it.
Thinking of the two adorable and well-behaved babies he saw at the banquet, it would be a lie to say he wasn't envious.
If his wife hadn't strongly objected, would those two babies have been theirs?
But it was all too late; all he could do was sigh and feel envious.
After washing up, Shen Shiyi read a book by Eileen Chang for half an hour, listened to music for more than ten minutes, and then lay down to sleep.
In her dream, she saw two teenage children, twins. In the middle of the night, Shen Shiyi was awakened by the dream.
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