Chapter 258 My Shameful Brother and Boyfriend
"..."
Shang Shiyan enlarged each of Wuwu's male classmates' photos.
Although she was in the gifted program, she took most of the same courses as computer science students, except for special courses.
Also, because of the special nature of the major, most of the students in the class were male.
First: Eighteen years old, big eyes, high nose, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looks very refined.
Shang Shiyan: "..."
This is the kind of person described as a "refined scoundrel".
Wuwu wouldn't like it.
Second place: Nineteen years old, with regular features, fair skin, and two dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiles.
Shang Shiyan: "..."
Pear vortex?
This thing looks effeminate on a man's face.
Wuwu would definitely not like it.
The third one: Thick eyebrows and big eyes, looks young, but while his individual features are okay when examined closely, when put together...
hehe.
It's a bit complicated.
There's no way Wuwu would like it.
Fourth: ...
After looking at the boy's photo, Shang Shiyan came to a conclusion.
They're all vulgar things.
Money? It can't compare to his.
Looks? They seem a bit different from him.
Tall? Nobody is as tall as him.
Besides being young, they have nothing else.
He's better than me; he's older and more caring.
Um.
That's correct.
Shang Shiyan's lips curled up, the weight that had been hanging over his heart lifted, and he felt completely relieved.
Turn off your phone.
The man pushed open the bedroom door and tiptoed to the bedside.
The little girl, without anyone noticing, hugged the pillow that still carried his scent to her chest and slept soundly.
"..."
Shang Shiyan gently held Pei Jinwu's hand, and after a few seconds of silence, he leaned down and kissed the back of her hand.
After being together for so long, kissing the back of someone's hand was the most intimate gesture they could share.
The two have just gotten together, so many things need to be done slowly.
Otherwise, it will scare her.
——
I slept soundly all night.
Pei Jinwu woke up from her sleep, looked at the familiar room, and felt dizzy.
Why would she be at home instead of celebrating Shang Shiyan's birthday at the club?
She still remembered Shang Shiyan confessing his love to her and giving her all his family's assets.
Could this be a dream?
Just as they were wondering, the door opened and Shang Shiyan came in carrying a steaming bowl of soup.
"..."
Pei Jinwu, with her long hair flowing down her back, sat on the bed, her clear eyes quietly staring at the man.
"What's wrong?" Shang Shiyan sat down, his fingers stroking the stray hairs on her forehead, a lazy and wicked smile curving his lips.
"..."
Pei Jinwu lowered her eyes and saw the soup and a thick stack of documents on the bedside table.
The words "Property Transfer" were written in large characters on it.
oh.
What happened last night was not a dream.
"No." Pei Jinwu shook her head, washed up, and returned to her bedroom.
"After breakfast, have Fengxing handle the property transfer."
Shang Shiyan blew on the hot soup and said softly, "It should take about two weeks to complete everything."
"So many?"
Pei Jin took a sip of soup, her brows furrowing quickly as she refused decisively: "Let's talk about this later."
Property includes equity, movable property, and immovable property.
Many times, she needs to step in personally.
This is so troublesome.
"..."
Shang Shiyan frowned, wondering why she didn't want it.
only.
Before he could speak, Pei Jinwu said again, "You manage it first, and give it to me when you earn more money later."
"OK."
Shang Shiyan suddenly realized, and a helpless yet doting smile appeared on his lips, "Fiancée."
Anyway, he's her man, so she can do whatever she wants with him.
fiancée?
Upon hearing this unfamiliar word, Pei Jinwu's hand trembled as she drank her soup, and she almost choked.
——
The Shang Group.
As is customary, Shang Shiyan convened a high-level meeting on Monday.
As she spoke, the bracelet on her wrist was "inadvertently" revealed.
The higher-ups: "???"
Apart from watches, the merchant never wore any jewelry, let alone Buddhist prayer beads.
You need to know.
He himself is a complete skeptic of fate.
"Good, next one."
After listening to the report from the senior management of the marketing department, Shang Shiyan smiled and offered a rare compliment.
Others: "???"
The merchant seems to be in a very good mood today!
The senior management in the marketing department gets scolded every time they give a report.
The sun rose in the west?
"Thank you, President." The senior executive in the marketing department breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
"Next."
Shang Shiyan spoke, his gaze softening as he touched the bracelet: "Alright, let's end the meeting here."
Is the meeting over?
The high-ranking officials looked at each other, their faces breaking into "New Year's" smiles.
At every meeting, they felt like they were sitting on pins and needles, fearing they would be severely reprimanded.
Unexpectedly—
This meeting ended so easily.
"Special Assistant Feng Zhi".
No sooner had Shang Shiyan left than the executives rushed to Feng Zhi, who was organizing documents, and asked excitedly, "What's wrong with the president today?"
"Yeah, yeah, why is he wearing a bracelet now?"
"The president is in a very good mood today, is there some good news?"
"..."
"Hmm." Feng Zhi finished organizing the documents and answered with extra seriousness, "Master's proposal was successful, and the bracelet was a gift from the future president's wife."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, the higher-ups all widened their eyes and exclaimed in surprise.
The CEO has a fiancée?
Doesn't the CEO like... men?
“The master will be in a good mood during this period.” Feng Zhi raised his chin, his gaze sweeping over the senior executives, and kindly reminded them: “Those who have asked for leave, made mistakes, or whose work is not progressing... can choose to deal with this time period.”
"..."
The executives exchanged glances, but no one spoke.
A few seconds later.
The top executives reacted the fastest, grabbing the contracts and running out.
He had to report quickly while the president was in a good mood.
"Wait a minute!"
Seeing this, other senior executives followed suit.
soon.
News about the selection of the "female head of the Shang Group" quickly spread across the internet.
Many socialites and heiresses were heartbroken, and quite a few... handsome young men secretly cried.
What happened to his promise to stay away from women?
"Logically speaking, the Shang Group's matriarch should come from a family that matches the Shang family's background, so why is there no news about her among the capital's upper echelons?"
"Could it be that the other person's identity is very important and they can't just reveal it?"
"Could it be... that the future CEO's wife will be a man?"
"?"
"??"
"???"
"Brother above, I admire your courage, but remember to turn off your private messages."
——
Two weeks later.
Pei Jinwu received an admission letter from Imperial University and was to report for duty two weeks later.
Zhao Qianqian and Wen Jianjian were both admitted to Imperial College London, majoring in Political Science and Law, respectively.
Xu Qingye was lucky enough to get into the same school as Tang Yuan by chance.
The school is located in the university town, right next to Imperial University.
——
The first day of school.
Shang Shiyan drove Pei Jinwu to the door.
“I can go in by myself,” Pei Jinwu said, grabbing her bag and getting out of the car.
"Wuwu, let me take you there," Jiang Jibai said.
"I'll deliver it." Shang Shiyan frowned and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I'm familiar with the Imperial University."
"We'll deliver it," He Huaixu and Song Mingji joined in the fun.
The four of them chattered on and on, arguing endlessly.
"stop."
Pei Jinwu slung her backpack over her shoulder, glanced at the people in the van, and said casually, "Go back, none of them are presentable."
The boyfriend who couldn't be seen by others: "..."
The brothers who couldn't stand being seen: "..."
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