I couldn't believe it at all, but the handwriting was clearly his—the last time I treated him to dinner, we agreed on a loan of 300 million, and his signature was just like this!
Oh my god...
Countless questions quickly filled my mind.
How did Su Shenglin end up meeting me?
Why did he bring me back?
When did he leave?
Those scattered images in my memory—hugging, cuddling, even kissing…
Was I dreaming, or did it actually happen?
What surprised me most was that he, with such a prominent status, actually cooked me a hangover soup and some plain porridge in my cramped little rented apartment.
The shock lingered in my mind.
I didn't even have time to drink water; I turned around and rushed into the kitchen, where I saw that the rice cooker was still in the keep-warm mode.
Open it, and inside is already cooked white porridge.
On the gas stove, there's a stew pot, which I usually use to make soup.
I opened it, and inside was soup, which should be the hangover soup he mentioned.
ah……
I was both surprised and saddened, stroking my forehead and staring blankly at the soup.
Can anyone tell me what exactly happened last night?
Once I calmed down, I immediately called Li Yunwei to ask her how I got home last night.
Li Yunwei spoke weakly, clearly still suffering from a hangover: "How would I know? I heard I was carried into the car sideways—what? You've completely blacked out too?"
"Um."
"As long as I get home safely, that's all that matters," Li Yunwei said nonchalantly. After a couple of seconds, she suddenly asked, "What happened? Did you lose your virginity? You didn't get into a drunken mess with that handsome guy from last night..."
"No," I quickly denied, then thought for a moment and said, "It seems like Su Shenglin brought me back last night."
"What?" Sure enough, Li Yunwei was also taken aback. "Who did you say? Su Shenglin? How would he know where you are?"
"How would I know? I thought you were so resourceful that you invited him to my birthday party too."
"How could that be! If I could get him here, why would I need to invite those handsome young men?"
Too……
I didn't dare tell Li Yunwei that Su Shenglin had taken care of me last night and had even thoughtfully cooked me porridge and hangover tea before leaving.
I'm afraid she'll start overthinking things and think that Su Shenglin has something going on with me.
This kind of thing is still far from being confirmed, so you absolutely mustn't spread it around. Otherwise, if it gets to the ears of the person involved, I'll be in deep trouble.
After drinking the hangover soup and white porridge, I felt much better.
The blanket was still on the sofa. As I went to tidy it up, I noticed a watch lying on the coffee table.
I paused for a moment, then picked up the watch.
Without a doubt, it must be Su Shenglin's.
He left his watch behind.
Patek Philippe watches are high-quality, beautiful, and very valuable.
I clutched the watch, my fingers rubbing it incessantly, my heart pounding wildly again.
This is really bad.
I had mentally prepared myself to sever ties with Su Shenglin and the Su family—and I did just that!
Who knew we'd somehow ended up getting mixed up again last night, and I even had to ask someone to condescend to take care of me.
Both out of courtesy and reason, I should call him to express my gratitude and return the watch to him.
But when I think about what happened last night, and how I clearly distanced myself from him before, calling him now...
Isn't this a slap in the face?
On my way to the company, I was still thinking about it over and over again.
If Su Shenglin approached me and was nice to me because he really wanted something from me, then last night when I was so drunk that I was unconscious would have been the perfect opportunity to make his move—but he didn't do anything to me and even took care of me all night.
But if he doesn't want anything in return, then why would he be nice to me?
Could it be that, in the vast sea of people, he abandoned countless socialites and ladies of equal social standing, and instead fell in love with me, an unloved, down-on-my-luck heiress and a divorced woman?
Ha, what a fantasy.
I am ashamed of my audacious ideas.
And that Patek Philippe...
I don't know what to do either.
I didn't have the courage to call him first, so I could only passively wait for him to contact me first.
It's a luxury watch worth over a million; we can't just throw it away like that, can we?
But I waited all day, until dark, and still didn't receive a call from Su Shenglin.
Monday is my actual birthday. Last night's celebration was an early one by Li Yunwei.
In the afternoon, Jiang Haiyang called again and immediately started yelling at me, saying that I had broken my promise unjustly and that I was treating everyone like fools.
I explained that I had drunk too much, but he ignored me and showed no concern. He just asked me whether I was still going to attend the board meeting.
Of course I want to participate!
Taking back the shares under my mother's name, and everything that is rightfully mine, is the main purpose of my years-long struggle against the Jiang family.
Now that my long-cherished wish has finally come true, how could I not go?
That afternoon, I went to Jiang Haiyang's company and officially became the second largest shareholder after Jiang Haiyang.
On my birthday, I fulfilled a long-cherished wish that I had with my mother, and I felt it was very meaningful.
As I left the company, I said to Jiang Haiyang, "Today is my birthday, you don't even remember, do you?"
Jiang Haiyang glanced at me and sneered, "Why should I remember such an unlucky day?"
My heart turned cold, and I kindly reminded you, "You should still remember this day, because from today onwards, you're starting to dig your own grave."
Jiang Haiyang looked startled, as if frightened, and stared intently at me.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You're acting like a lunatic," he cursed.
I smiled and didn't explain further.
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