Yu Huan didn't take a shower, but he didn't sweat either.
Zhou Jingshuo put his arm around her waist, touched her soft belly, and sniffed her body. He had bathed her last night and used an excessive amount of camellia shower gel, so she still had a faint floral scent.
As he sniffed, his imagination ran wild. To curb his thoughts, Zhou Jingshuo shifted his focus and asked, "How did Yun Qiuxia convince you?"
Yu Huan didn't hide it. Since it had already come to this, it seemed like there was nothing to hide. Without taking her eyes off the comic book, she simply said, "She said she could give me half of your company's shares."
He was being honest, and this was not the first day he knew that Yu Huan liked money.
But this answer still dealt a huge blow to Zhou Jingshuo. He grasped the key point in disbelief and repeated, "She gave you shares in my company? My company?"
He didn't quite understand how these two people could divide up the shares of his company so naturally.
After a while, he came back to his senses from his speechless state, and glanced at Yu Huan again, his eyes full of resentment: "You would rather believe her than me?"
The plot requires it.
Yu Huan muttered to himself.
But Zhou Jingshuo seemed to have been stimulated by something, and his emotions did not subside for a long time.
The next day, after Yu Huan finished his class, Zhou Jingshuo took him directly to the real estate transaction center. Without blinking an eye, he transferred all the existing properties under his name to Yu Huan.
Not only does he own the villa he lives in now, he also has an 800-square-meter single-family villa in the city, three apartments in the city center, a vacation villa in the suburbs, and more than a dozen houses where he is optimistic that the land prices will rise in the future.
He thought, this is where all the conflicts between the two lives stemmed from. If he had known that this is what Yu Huan wanted, he would not have been so undemanding in his previous life.
If he hadn't lacked ambition, and hadn't accomplished anything after his grandfather's accident, Yu Huan wouldn't have been so easily instigated and seduced by Yun Qiuxia, and they wouldn't have ended up like that.
In Zhou Jingshuo's eyes, money is just a string of numbers that restricts the quality of life. It is needed, but not essential. For him, what is necessary is love.
So he really doesn't care about this stuff.
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