Finally, she looked at Lin Yanran: "You are in charge of the overlapping affairs between the student council and Yu's Group, such as the planning of school-enterprise cooperation activities."
Lin Yanran raised an eyebrow: "Me?" He seemed to find it somewhat unbelievable, yet also secretly excited. "I don't understand these things."
“If you don’t understand, you can learn.” Yu Jiuyuan looked at him calmly. “Or, you can choose to move back to the Lin family.”
Lin Yanran immediately shut her mouth and snorted through her nose, which was taken as an agreement.
After the tasks were assigned, the living room was silent for a few seconds. Xie Zhecheng suddenly spoke up: "You've relinquished your power, aren't you afraid of us..."
"What are you afraid of?" Yu Jiuyuan interrupted him, a faint smile playing on her lips, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "Afraid that you'll all gang up on me and sideline me?"
Her gaze swept over the three of them, with an almost cruel honesty: "Everything you have is given to you by me."
"Without me, Xie Zhecheng's perfectionism will be confined to a small club, Yuan Xu's experiments will always lack the most crucial funding, and Lin Yanran... do you think the Lin family can stand firm after the Ji family's downfall without the Yu family's support?"
The three of them looked rather grim, but none of them objected.
She was telling the truth.
They were no longer the people who could talk to her as equals. From the moment they willingly entered this villa and accepted the role of "concubines," they had already handed everything over to her.
Yu Jiuyuan stood up, walked to the French window, and looked at the magnolia tree in the yard that had just sprouted new buds.
“I’m not asking you for help,” she said softly, but each word was clear. “I’m telling you the rules. If I fall, none of you will benefit.”
She needs them, like she needs a handy tool.
But if a tool is too dull, or always seems to want to cut its owner, then it should be sharpened, or a new one should be replaced.
The video conference in the evening went exceptionally smoothly.
Xie Zhecheng's risk assessment was accurate and to the point, and she finalized the candidate in just half an hour.
When the meeting ended, the housekeeper brought out dinner, four dishes and a soup, all of which were her favorite flavors.
During the meal, Xie Zhecheng took the initiative to talk about the annual summary meeting plan of the student union alliance. Yuan Xu lowered her head and ate her rice, occasionally interjecting with a question about the latest developments in the biotechnology sector. Lin Yanran, in that awkward tone, asked her what the budget limit for school-enterprise cooperation was.
Yu Jiuyuan listened quietly, occasionally nodding or offering a suggestion or two for revision.
She found that after delegating the tasks, she actually had some free time and noticed that Xie Zhecheng's tie was crooked, Yuan Xu's cuffs were stained with ink, and Lin Yanran always picked out the scallions from her plate first when she ate.
These subtle details, which she had never noticed before, suddenly made her feel that the warmth and liveliness of this villa was stronger than she had imagined.
After dinner, Yu Jiuyuan returned to her room and found Rong Shenghan running water in the bathroom.
Amidst the rising steam, he wore a loose bathrobe and bent over to adjust the water temperature, his profile appearing exceptionally soft under the warm yellow light.
“Come here.” He held out his hand to her.
Yu Jiuyuan walked over and was pulled into his arms.
He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head gently: "You're not so tired today, are you?"
She leaned against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and shook her head: "It's alright."
It really did make things much easier.
No longer do I have to check data on the computer screen late at night, no longer do I have to fight off dizziness during meetings, and I even have some time to think about the concern hidden in his words "didn't eat lunch" that morning.
“The three of them,” Rong Shenghan suddenly spoke, his fingertips gently tracing her back, “were just discussing in the kitchen that they would take turns preparing lunch for you every day from now on.”
Yu Jiuyuan paused for a moment, then smiled.
It turns out that those three people, who seemed to have their own agendas, would also do such things behind her back.
"Let them be." She looked up and kissed his chin, her voice tinged with a lazy laugh. "But I'd rather eat what you make."
Rong Shenghan paused, a barely perceptible smile flashing in his eyes. He reached out and picked her up, carrying her into the bathtub. "That depends on your performance."
Warm water washes over the skin, bringing a comfortable warmth.
Yu Jiuyuan leaned against him, listening to the chirping of insects outside the window, and suddenly felt that delegating those complicated tasks was not such a bad thing.
She is an egoist and would never do a losing business.
If you're depleted even your own body, how can you hold onto everything in your hands?
As for the powers that were distributed, they were merely temporarily lent to them by her.
She can take it back whenever she wants.
Just like now, no matter how much they helped her during the day, at night, she still ended up lying in Rong Shenghan's arms.
These were the rules she set, and also the privileges she granted to Rong Shenghan.
The water in the bathtub gradually cooled down, so Rong Shenghan carried her out and wrapped her in a bath towel.
Looking at her pale face in the mirror, Yu Jiuyuan suddenly reached out and touched Rong Shenghan's cheek, her fingertips tracing his lips: "Tonight... don't be too harsh."
Rong Shenghan chuckled softly, took her hand, kissed it, and a hint of cunning lurked in the tenderness in his eyes: "That depends on whether you can coax me."
The moonlight outside the window was just right, casting a hazy glow on the carpet through the sheer curtains.
Yu Jiuyuan knew that when she woke up tomorrow, she would still be the eldest daughter of the Yu family, surrounded by countless affairs, and the student council president of Saint Sakura Academy, whose word was law.
But at least for now, she can temporarily let down her guard and be someone who gets tired and needs to rely on in this space that belongs only to them.
And this support can only come from Rong Shenghan.
That's enough.
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