Ning Bingyu finally closed the document, the soft click sounding particularly clear in the quiet carriage.
He turned his head, his gaze falling coldly on her, his deep eyes devoid of any warmth—
"Director Chu, do you even know that you rarely come to the Hong Kong government, perhaps only once every few months? The child wants to go to Shanghai to see his/her grandparents and spend the New Year with you. Why are you making excuses?"
Chu Hongyu raised her hand to rub her throbbing temples, her tone tinged with helplessness and anger—
"Do you have to talk to me in this sarcastic tone? You know perfectly well what time it is! The financial crisis has caused chaos throughout Asia. I am the deputy director of the International Department of the People's Bank of China, not a leisurely housewife. I'm so busy that I can't just leave whenever I want."
Ning Bingyu's gaze fell on the faint dark circles under her eyes, his tone remaining calm: "Deputy Director Chu, have you been very busy lately? Has the tonic that Cha Siu Mei brought you been delivered?"
Chu Hongyu nodded, her weariness deepening: "Received it, but Xiao Ning has been very busy lately. Her family business is quite large now, and she's recently set her sights on some kind of GPU in computers, wanting to collaborate with that person. It's said that the inventor is a genius, arrogant and difficult to deal with."
"In order to win over the other party, she was working on a merger and acquisition with the red-circle law firm run by Yan Yangyang and Jin Bianjiang. She was flying around domestically and internationally, and was as busy as a spinning top. We only met briefly and exchanged a few words."
Ning Bingyu scoffed: "Char Siu is always out and about, never home. Rong Zhaonan is in a high position now, isn't he afraid of other women around him?"
Chu Hongyu felt a chill run down her spine, immediately sensing the warning in his words.
He was pointing at her.
Grandpa Ning has long since passed away, and Ning Zhengkun has retired to a less demanding role. Ning Bingyu is now the undisputed head of the Ning family business, free from the constraints of his elders.
For him to marry her was just a matter of a word.
But she didn't agree.
She wasn't unaware of his displeasure and annoyance.
A man of his stature, even at this age, can still have any woman he desires.
Besides, he's in his fifties, but he still has a very appealing appearance, and there are plenty of young girls who like the Daddy style.
When he was with her, it was as if he had seen all the flowers in the garden and was like a weary bird returning to its nest.
But the eggs have already been laid...
But her "nest" has run away.
She knew how displeased he was.
But before she was a mother, before she was a wife, she was first and foremost herself!
After completing her studies at the University of Hong Kong and the Ning family, she worked her way up on Wall Street before returning to China with great ambition.
Reaching this position today has not been easy, and she wants to take another step forward and play an even greater role in the country's financial sector!
How can one easily give up their ambitions and ideal career for the sake of their family!
Ning Bingyu is different from Ning Yuan. Ning Yuan has a genuine mainland Chinese ID card, grew up in mainland China, and received her education in mainland China.
In mainland China, everyone only knows her as a woman from Ningnan, a high-achieving female entrepreneur who graduated from Fudan University.
However, Ning Bingyu is not from the mainland, and the interests and public opinion involved in the marriage are too complicated, which is by no means good for her career.
So, this is the only way.
What goes around comes around, and now it was his turn to become her clandestine "lover."
...
Silence fell again inside the car, broken only by the faint sound of the wheels rolling over the road.
Chu Hongyu remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly kicked off the pair of beautiful but uncomfortable high heels that had made her stand all day.
She shifted her position and sat down next to Ning Bingyu, casually removing the hairpin from her hair bun.
Her long, black, curly hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall.
She gently rested her head on his strong arm, and the capable and sharp aura around her instantly dissipated, replaced by a gentle softness unique to women from Jiangnan.
"What are you doing? Why are you being so fierce?"
She placed her hand on his chest, softened her voice, and softly hummed, "Tsk, you're always such a gentleman, how could you be so temperamental today? It's terrifying."
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with just the right amount of grievance—
"Honey, look! I've been on a plane for so long and then had a meeting all day. My calves are all swollen, sore, and swollen. I feel so awful..."
As she spoke, she lifted one leg and placed it on his thigh.
Her snow-white calves curved gracefully in the dim light, and her toes, painted with bright red nail polish, were beautiful, delicate, and sexy.
Time has not diminished her dazzling beauty.
Instead, like polishing a pearl, it adds a captivating charm to her mature elegance, an allure that young girls lack.
The word "husband" caused Ning Bingyu's cold gaze to slide from her tired yet still radiant face to her beautifully shaped neck, and finally to her snow-white and shapely calves.
Those hands, which could manipulate the market with unparalleled skill and strategy, now involuntarily covered her slightly cool calves, their calloused fingertips massaging with just the right amount of pressure.
Chu Hongyu sighed comfortably, a sly smile flashing in her eyes.
She raised her head and gently pressed her soft lips against his tightly pursed lips, like a feather brushing against him, with a subtle, teasing touch: "Thank you, husband."
It's just that we don't have a formal title; we can just call each other that normally.
His eyes darkened, one hand continuing to massage her calf, while the other arm tightened, pulling her soft body even closer into his embrace: "Chu Hongyu, what are you doing?"
Chu Hongyu hummed in response, leaned against him, and looked at him with seductive eyes.
"Chairman Ning, at your age... are you still alright?"
Ning Bingyu narrowed his eyes dangerously, then lowered his head and kissed those lips—lips that could easily annoy him and also knew how to easily tug at his heartstrings—with a hint of punishment in them.
"Why don't you give it a try?"
Over the years, no matter how busy he was, he never neglected various forms of self-care and exercise, just so that he would have enough energy to properly manage this increasingly difficult "bad woman".
Chu Hongyu's breath was stolen, and a sly smile appeared in her eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Is that so? Then I'd like to see if Chairman Ning's skills honed over the years are up to par..."
Shanghai girls, they're always good at being coquettish, and they know best how to manipulate men.
This is a skill I learned from watching my mother manipulate my father when I was little, and it never fails.
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