Chapter 8 (1)
Even Yu Meng had never dreamed that the partnership with Han Guang would go so smoothly. It was thanks to connections with the federation and the connections of Liangcai's friend Lao Zhao's wife—even though they had broken up with Liangcai, Lao Zhao's wife was eager to join the partnership as long as they shared common interests. Most importantly, Yu Meng had management experience and industry insight.
Han Guang is not stupid. He will not invest in projects that do not make money.
However, Yu Meng knew that with Han Guang's qualifications, qualifications, and status, he might not be interested in such a small amount of money. Therefore, the reason could only be herself. Yu Meng was confident in her own charm.
This time, Yu Meng thought that she should take it slow and steady, and not fall in love like she did when she met Liangcai. To be honest, she had some grudges against Han Guang, and she believed that Han Guang felt the same way about her.
Because there is Weng Yue in the middle.
They were once enemies, now partners. It's hard to say if they were friends, but they weren't lovers yet. But the more this went on, the more excited Yu Meng became. You can't get a tiger cub without practicing. After several meetings and dinners, Yu Meng didn't take any action. She behaved gracefully and elegantly. Once, Mrs. Xin was there, Yu Meng was there, Han Guang was there, but Weng Yue wasn't. Mrs. Xin praised Yu Meng profusely. To ensure the safety of the postpartum care center project, Yu Meng roped in Mrs. Xin for a stake to bolster her reputation.
Yu Meng didn't mention Weng Yue in front of Han Guang. He didn't mention her either. It was as if this person didn't even exist.
Soon, Yu Meng received a stack of manuscripts. Han Guang had sent them, drafts of his biography. He asked for her feedback. Yu Meng glanced through them and found that there were almost no chapters on love and marriage—the kind that interested her most.
Yu Meng replied: It’s a good book, but not an attractive one.
Han Guang asked: Oh? Because there are no gossip stories that you like?
Yu Meng replied with a laughing expression: You underestimate the readers too much. Even gossip should be done in a tasteful way. I just feel that I cannot see your spiritual core in this manuscript. What is your belief, Han Guang?
Han Guang replied: It benefits the public, do you believe it?
Yu Meng replied with seven big smiley faces.
After Yu Meng and Han Guang became close, Weng Yue protested to him. Of course, she wasn't protesting his contact with Yu Meng directly. She protested his decision to remove Yu Rui from the position and replace Ye Cha with a male secretary.
Yu Rui is her spy, and it would be bad if she was removed.
Han Guang didn't respond. He had the right to replace his secretary. He didn't need to explain to anyone.
Weng Yue's eyes turned green with rage. She couldn't understand. Was Yu Meng the reincarnation of Daji? Who could make men paralyzed? She'd been playing Yu Rui, hoping to use her to win Han Guang's heart, acting as a bridge and spy, while simultaneously undermining Yu Meng. Ideally, the sisters would fall out, and she'd reap the benefits. But now, Yu Rui had been abruptly transferred, and Ye Cha had been jettisoned, replaced by a new assistant whom she barely knew, let alone could recruit. All information about them had been cut off. It was like a blind man groping in the dark!
She believed that the replacement was most likely caused by Yu Meng's whispering.
Weng Yue had business dealings with Luan Chengyun. After meeting him, she felt he wasn't completely undesirable. While he might not rival Han Guang in wealth or ambition, he certainly wasn't to be completely discarded. She despised Yu Meng's naive, self-serving nature.
And Han Guang suddenly became even colder towards her, like a giant freezer! Weng Yue understood that her brother-in-law had helped her secure the committee seat and given her face, so perhaps he thought that was all he had done for her.
It means a bit of cutting.
She understood that for years, her brother-in-law had been haunted by her sister's death. Weng Yang, for failing to save her life in time, had been permanently banned by her brother-in-law. She was only cared for because her sister had asked her brother-in-law to look after her in her suicide note. Weng Yue loved her sister, yet also hated her. As long as her sister was around, even after her passing, she and Han Guang were destined to maintain a relationship that was neither close nor distant.
Weng Yue asked Yu Rui if she had offended the chairman in any way.
Yu Rui said, "We're following the rules." In reality, it wasn't just Weng Yue who felt the loss; Yu Rui was also. Only after stepping down from her position as First Assistant did she truly understand Ye Cha's frustration. Interacting with the company's top executives was a completely different experience than working below the line. Not to mention the insights gained from working with CEO Han and the many people she met, even interacting with Han Guang was a personal development.
Yu Rui has always believed that a person's success might be a matter of chance, influenced by the prevailing trends of the times, but achieving great success requires a unique strength. During her time with him, Yu Rui had come across numerous documents, emails, and negotiations, and she summarized Han Guang's qualities as bold, ruthless, unconventional, and adept at networking. For example, she learned that Han Guang had joined a small group called the "Dayouhui," a mysterious capital market organization. They played cards together and also conducted business together. Of course, Han Guang kept Yu Rui from touching the core of things. When business was needed, she could only wait on the sidelines. Now, even that opportunity was gone. Yu Rui understood that Meng Jie's ex-husband had also actively infiltrated this small circle. However, after their first encounter, they never saw him again. Yu Rui believed this was probably because Luan Chengyun wasn't yet at the right level.
After coming down, Yu Rui was in a bad mood. Yu Qi, noticing her sister's unhappiness, consoled her, saying, "Work has its ups and downs, that's unavoidable." Couldn't Yu Rui not understand that? A deeper reason for her disappointment was that she had originally thought she and Han Guang had established a "friendship" that went beyond that between boss and employee. But the results showed otherwise.
Yu Jia hadn't resigned yet. She approached Luan Chengyun to evaluate the catering project. He suggested it was feasible, but market research needed to be done first. As for the catering license, before Yu Jia even mentioned it, Luan Chengyun offered to help inquire about it.
Yu Jia knew this was for Liren's sake—it was rare, even after losing someone, she still had face. But she didn't want to live under Di Liren's shadow. She desperately wanted to break out. Even if it was just a small, insignificant thing, at least it would belong to her.
"I plan to get married." Luan Chengyun said suddenly.
Yu Jia was a little surprised. "Does Yu Meng know?" she asked.
"Why? Do you need her approval?" Luan Chengyun's signature smirk flashed across his face. Yu Jia didn't ask any further. Her intuition told her that Luan hadn't given up on his dream. "What do the kids say?" she asked from a different angle.
"Everyone agrees," he said.
"Give me an invitation when you do the work."
"Second marriage, what else to do?" Luan Chengyun seemed a little disappointed.
Ever since Kang Long broached the subject of having children, Yu Shuang felt her mind suddenly open up. In the past, she'd dreaded marriage, afraid of being tied to one person. She realized that one of the fundamental reasons was that no matter who that person was, they couldn't establish an unbreakable bond. Children were different. But, if she just kept having a child in the cold of winter, would it guarantee anything? Would it bring happiness to the child? When they met again, Yu Shuang decided to discuss this with Kang Long.
"Chairman Kang doesn't know about this, right?" Yu Shuang said in a low voice with a serious expression, like someone from an underground party.
"He doesn't know."
"Do you really want to give birth?"
"I think it's necessary."
"You're not the one in trouble."
"You give birth, and I educate." Kang Long smiled.
"What about the birth?"
"How do you calculate what?"
“How to distribute it?”
"You are the mother and I am the father, do we need to divide this?"
"No," Yu Shuang corrected, "I mean, if something goes wrong between us in the future, what will we do with the child?"
"Don't worry, if anything goes wrong, I'll take care of the child."
Yu Shuang was anxious, "No, no, you are trying to steal the child. What I mean is that if anything happens to us, the child must belong to me."
Kang Long gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, it's yours. But..." He cleared his throat and said, "But I'm the child's father. I have to admit that I have the right to contact the child and the right to see the child."
"Of course, you have the right and the obligation to pay child support."
"Let's look forward to it, okay? Don't talk like something has happened to us."
"Hey," Yu Shuang patted Kang Long's shoulder, "Are you serious?"
"When am I not serious?"
Yu Shuang leaned back and looked Kang Long up and down, "Are you okay?"
Kang Long, eager to prove his point, blurted out, "A sperm bank even contacted me to donate!" He was telling the truth. A university lecturer, doctor, and amateur long-distance runner, Kang Long maintained a high level of physical fitness. A sperm bank had contacted him.
"You donated it?" Yu Shuang was anxious. "You mean, in this world, there might be children with the same father but different mothers?"
“I donated it.”
"You!" Yu Shuang stood up.
"No donation." Kang Long laughed.
naughty.
The decision was made, and the two of them were like children about to do something bad in secret. They went for a physical examination (similar to a premarital physical examination), and the results came back, all good. Then, they would start the process. It definitely wouldn't be appropriate to do it at Yu Shuang's house. Chun'er was still there. Kang Long suggested going to a hotel. Yu Shuang disagreed. She didn't want her child to be seen in a hotel.
"Come to my house," Kang Long suggested. It was a good idea. After choosing a date, Yu Shuang settled Chun'er down, bathed her, and prepared to come. She suddenly felt a strange, exciting, and novel feeling, like a call girl, but actually on a "serious business." She was the earth, waiting for seed. She was the spring flower, eager for the wind.
Go to Kanglong. He has already taken a bath.
"Here it comes..." He looked a little stiff.
Yu Shuang put down his bag, feeling a little helpless.
Kang Long pointed to the bedroom, "Everything is ready... everything is... new."
Yu Shuang said, "I'm going to shower." She'd already showered at home, and she was taking another shower to relieve her tension. Kang Long grumbled, sitting barefoot on the sofa, looking at his botanical atlas. There were peeled chestnuts on the table, and he casually pinched some to eat. A moment later, Yu Shuang emerged from the bathroom, wrapped tightly in a bathrobe.
When it came to the real thing, she felt a little embarrassed. This time was different from the past; this time, he had a mission. Kang Long clapped his hands, stood up, and said, "Let's go." Yu Shuang felt a little funny. Kang Long's heel was stained with chestnut skin. She had obsessive-compulsive disorder. The two of them went into the bedroom.
"Sit down," Yu Shuang said. Kang Long was surprised. What was going on? She took the initiative?
"Lift your feet up," she said again.
His head began to sweat. This was too proactive. He still did as he was told, raised his foot, and she quickly helped him peel off the chestnut skin.
"alright."
Gone? He thought it was funny.
Yu Shuang sat on the bed.
"Let's get started," she said.
Kang Long was also a little nervous. It wasn't like this before. Everything happened naturally. How could it become a formality?
He climbed into bed, not knowing where to begin.
"Quilt," she instructed.
He quickly pulled the quilt over him, draped it over himself, and reached down to hug her.
Quietly.
"Let's start," she said.
"I haven't felt it yet." He was embarrassed.
"You don't feel anything when I'm like this?"
"Today is a bit...lacking in passion."
"Forget it." She wanted to withdraw. "You have no feelings for me at all. Having a child requires passion. Only then will the child be healthy."
"Here it comes." Kang Long covered her with the quilt again. This time, she really felt it.
Yu Shuang asked: "What do you like about me?" It was just foreplay.
"Rebellious."
"What?"
"Rebel, you rebel," he repeated.
“Is that a good word or a bad word.”
“To me, that’s a good word.”
"What's good about it?"
"I used to follow the rules, study, work, just like everyone else."
Yu Shuang couldn't bear to listen anymore and lay down.
"Just like this? In this position?" he asked.
"That's it, keep it safe." She lay on her back. Then, like a gymnast completing a set of movements, Kang Long diligently and steadily completed the entire set. He lay on top of her.
"Is that okay?" he asked.
"It feels like the household contract responsibility system all over again," she said, her tone like a coach. They had to make sure everything went perfectly, to get the baby.
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