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Chi Hengxun liked the idea, but was unable to implement it due to his father's opposition. He confessed, "I'm here without telling my family or him. The piano and flowers can't be taken from my card."
Zhao Junjie raised an eyebrow at him: "Don't worry, I'll take my piano. It's expensive, good, and beautiful enough; it'll be delivered tomorrow. But can you guarantee he'll be able to wait for you peacefully before he leaves next year?"
"We'll talk about that later." Chi Hengxun paused for a moment with the champagne in his hand, then tilted his head back and poured it all down without savoring it.
Zhao Junjie smiled sarcastically: "That's true. According to Yu Zou, maybe we won't have to put in any effort after we make up."
Using Li Kuo's data port, Yu Zou moved his fingers across the projected keyboard on the coffee table. When he touched the bouquet, he used the back of his hand to push it away slightly.
Looking at those familiar little gestures, Li Kuo suddenly felt incredulous. Yu Zou really hadn't changed much, except that when enlarged proportionally, the rounded lines were stretched into sharp edges, and even the way he pushed the flower was the same as when he was a child pushing a juice box. He sighed, "I never thought we'd have a moment like this. Yu Zou, when I heard your name at the bidding meeting, I thought I misheard."
Yu Zou, though distracted, said, "I never thought I'd have to come back one day."
"How is Auntie? I heard she remarried Shao Yuan." Li Kuo glanced at Yu Zou out of the corner of his eye, after all, his parents' divorce back then was very ugly and everyone knew about it.
"Since she was able to forgive, I have nothing to say."
This time, however, he wouldn't be able to treat us so casually anymore. Yu Zou remained expressionless, pressed the enter key with force, and didn't even notice a small shard of glass being pressed into his hand.
Shao Yuan is Yu Zou's biological father, but Yu Zou has taken his mother's surname since childhood. His mother, Yu Wangyue, is a true heiress and the only legal heir to Yu Long Manufacturing, a leading company in the manufacturing industry. In the past, more than 80% of the precision instruments on the market came from Yu Long.
The Yu couple's business, built with Long's lifelong efforts, progressed steadily under the leadership of their only daughter, who disliked management. However, after Yu Wangyue met Shao Yuan and married him, power gradually shifted from Long to Yu Wangyue. She felt she had found someone she could entrust her life to, relinquishing control of Long and devoting herself entirely to her interests.
Unexpectedly, Shao Yuan's act was so convincing that he even fooled the Yu couple. After obtaining Yu Long, Shao Yuan kicked the mother and son out of the house. What was even more infuriating was that on the day he left, Shao Yuan made the fourteen-year-old Yu Zou suddenly learn that he had a ten-year-old brother.
Yu Zou raised the corners of his mouth and put on a smile: "One copy of the plan for everyone."
"Wow, this is too serious." Zhao Junjie raised his left arm, tapped the bracelet, and explained the process in great detail, even clearly marking the sizes. "That afternoon during summer vacation that year, you came to say goodbye, didn't you? But you didn't say a word, and I had no idea."
Yu Zou scratched the corner of his eye: "Being packed up and thrown out of the house, even if you ask me to say it now, I have to be mentally prepared."
Li Kuo glanced at them: "Why didn't you come to me?"
“I’ve looked, but you’re not home,” Yu Zou said.
Zhao Junjie raised his glass: "Alright, let's not talk about the past. Anyway, we're together again now, let's be happy together from now on."
Yu Zou lightly clinked glasses with them, took only a sip, and then put the glass down.
He had no desire to come to this damn world.
"Good son, you've really made something of yourself, starting your own company."
In the 50-square-meter office, a middle-aged Alpha with features strikingly similar to Yu Zou strolled around as if surveying his own territory. Finally, he sat on the sofa, took out a cigar from his pocket, cut off the tip, and lit it.
"I have good news for you. As my first son and the first in line to the throne, I am now handing over Yulong to you."
Yu Zou sneered: "Back then, you made my mother choose between me and Yu Long. You got Yu Long, and I have nothing to do with you anymore."
The commercial behemoth that everyone has been so desperate to acquire is now willing to be handed over to someone else. Even a fool could tell this is a huge trap.
"But your mother and I remarried yesterday."
Shao Yuan slammed a red marriage certificate on the table.
Yu Zou jumped up, his teeth grinding, and rushed over in disbelief to pick it up and look inside. Inside was his mother's melancholy and restrained smile.
"What are you using to threaten her?" Yu Zou hissed, suppressing his anger. He resisted the urge to lift her up, his hand bending the marriage certificate in his grip.
"Of course, it's the best thing ever." He flicked a spark from his cigar at him, and Shao Yuan's mustache curled slightly, a signature gesture he made when he was feeling smug.
It was the same old trick again, but he was no longer the helpless man he once was. Yu Zou walked to the opposite sofa and sat down, staring intently at him as he asked, "What do you want?"
"I want you to go back and inherit Yulong's legacy."
"You think I can't see that Yulong is about to fall?"
"So you can bear to watch your mother and your maternal grandparents' business be swallowed up by others?"
"What's there to be reluctant about? It's no longer ours."
"I guessed it, son. Your mother is like this, and you'll be like this too. You don't want money, you want some vague, intangible affection. Damn heredity. But then I think, you're a bit like me too. Like enduring hardship and bearing humiliation. You've been quite busy lately, haven't you? This place is about to collapse, otherwise it wouldn't have exposed you behind the scenes."
Shao Yuan pressed his cigar down on the coffee table, even though the ashtray was right next to him.
“I told your mother the truth: your company’s cash flow has almost completely dried up. Not only is it not making any money, but it will also be burdened with huge debts. Even the security those two old people provide for your mother won’t be enough to save it. But as long as you are willing to remarry me, I will inject funds into the company to save this small, run-down company and the jobs of the people under your command.”
Yu Zou didn't want to listen to his nonsense about how to deceive his mother. He took out a pack of cigarettes from under the coffee table, took one out, put it in his mouth, and lit it: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me, what do you want?"
"To take over from Long, and to fulfill a marriage contract."
And this superficial harmony and tranquility, he is about to shatter.
"Actually, I might be getting married."
The three of them looked at him simultaneously, Zhao Junjie's eyes especially bright, afraid of missing a single word, he bombarded them with questions: "What happened today? So many interesting things! What does it mean? With whom? When? Do you have any photos? Bring them over to see."
Yu Zou always had a smile on his face, giving people a gentle feeling like being bathed in sunlight. But now, his eyes, which were not smiling, were slightly lowered, cutting out a coldness in the light. He said indifferently, "I don't know him. I only know that his name is Du Pianjian."
"Du Pianjian?" Chi Hengxun and Li Kuo exclaimed in unison, then looked at each other in surprise.
Zhao Junjie stared blankly at the two of them: "You both know each other? How come I don't know who they are? No, the point is, you're getting married, and you still don't know them!"
Chi Hengxun's expression was unfriendly, and Li Kuo hesitated before speaking: "You forgot? Junxi's first love."
"Junxi's first love?" Zhao Junjie pressed his hands to his temples, trying to recall this memory.
Li Kuo retorted harshly, "Is this how an older brother should act? Du Pianjian, Level 21 Yinrui. Tsk, Zhao Junxi only ever pursued someone like that!"
Zhao Junjie suddenly had a flash of inspiration and finally remembered: "Holy crap! Him?! He's the one my little sister confessed to every time, only to be rejected every time, come back crying every time, and then keep pursuing her after she finished crying. How did you end up with him?"
"Marriage alliance".
"Marriage alliance? How could you be involved in a marriage alliance?" Zhao Junjie blurted out, but his arm was pulled by Li Kuo. He immediately realized what was happening and shut his mouth.
Yu Long was about to go bankrupt, but he couldn't say that. After all, Li Kuo and the Zhao family were also involved in bringing down Yu Long, so a marriage alliance was necessary.
Perhaps they still consider him a friend, but Yu Zou has been gone for too long and is no longer, nor can he ever be, one of them. Yu Zou cracked his knuckles, ready to spout nonsense: "My compatibility with him is over 90%. I'm also very curious about what kind of relationship it would be if we were destined to like each other."
"Then what?"
"And so far, I've tried to find him several times, but I haven't been able to see him."
"Why?" Chi Hengxun suddenly asked, his sharp eyes seeming to cut through Yu Zou's body.
“Perhaps they want a perfect successor,” Yu Zou replied, feigning ignorance.
The children born to highly compatible couples are invariably outstanding, and the four people present are all beneficiaries of this. This reasoning is simply impeccable.
"So you just accept it like that? You don't even know him?" Li Kuo frowned, a shallow crease appearing in the center of his brow. His words were quite impolite, sounding even more indignant than Yu Zou's.
"I'd like to get to know him, but I can't find anyone to meet."
"Where did you find it?" Chi Hengxun asked again.
"School, Capital University."
After Yu Zou finished speaking, the atmosphere immediately became tense, and Chi Hengxun stared at Yu Zou as if he wanted to bore a hole through him.
Li Kuo winked at Zhao Junjie, who then said with a quick wit, "Hey, are you free lately? I have a garden, let's all come and play. You two should bring your own people to meet us."
"I'm not going."
"I'm busy."
Chi Hengxun leaned back on the sofa with an unfriendly expression. Yu Zou glanced at his watch, got up, buttoned his suit jacket, and explained, "Forget about playing around. The new technology that Yu Longxin has just broken through is about to be launched into the market, so I really don't have time."
"Alright, Chi Hengxun, I got it. Stay home and keep an eye on things. Yu Zou, you absolutely have to come! It's business, Li Kuo has a share too." Zhao Junjie's voice carried a hint of mystery. "Big business."
Yu Zou looked at Li Kuo, and seeing that Li Kuo did not refute him, he asked, "Didn't you say you didn't want to work or do business?"
"Haha, that depends on what it is. As long as it lets me have a good time, I'd be willing to do anything for it. Remember to coordinate. I'll personally introduce it to you then, you won't be disappointed."
Yu Zou's silence revealed his hesitation, and Zhao Junjie continued to tempt him: "If you don't believe me, you should believe Li Kuo. He won't do a losing business."
"Okay. If Young Master Zhao can personally introduce me to someone, I'll do it even if I don't want to do it myself, just to make a good impression."
Zhao Junjie laughed heartily and said, "Perhaps by hearing about my garden, you'll be able to arrange a meeting with Du Pianjian."
A silver Porsche 911 Turbo S cruised along the winding mountain road, the convertible top slowly receding. The wind ruffled Yu Zou's hair, a few stray strands flying wildly. Through the rearview mirror, he carefully examined the hillside villa. The metal screen in the center, resembling a latticework, enhanced the sense of privacy. The hidden staircases and the partitioned spaces within the building—everything was designed to provide as much privacy as possible for the residence. What a confining cage!
As the engine started, Yu Zou suddenly felt a sharp pain in his finger. He then noticed the small fragments on his finger, sighed, and forcefully flicked them off with his thumb.
Everything is going wrong!
Late at night, at a villa on a hillside.
A pair of smooth, white feet descended the stairs step by step, and LED lights lit up one by one, illuminating the faintly visible blue veins under the skin.
The hyacinth was still on the coffee table. Long, slender fingers touched the petals, then suddenly contracted in silence, crushing the perfectly blooming flower into pieces, revealing a greeting card hidden among the branches.
Wishing you a speedy recovery. — Yu Zou
The greeting card has a folded pattern on the diagonal, and in the corner of the flipped-over card, there is Spanish cursive lettering.
“I feel guilty about this delay.”
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