"Keep an eye on the ti, it starts at seven."
"Got it." Huang Yuanwei felt it wasn’t enough.
"What are you doing?" Huang Kangtai felt sothing was off.
Huang Yuanwei held his phone with his shoulder, while his other hand covered the croupier’s mouth, "The waiter spilled sothing."
Huang Kangtai didn’t expose him, "I’ll give you another half an hour."
Huang Yuanwei hung up the phone and tossed it aside. He stepped back and pinched the other’s face, his eyes fierce as he said:
"Who told you to make a sound!"
He looked down at her, an intense warning, "Keep quiet!"
The croupier whimpered in pain, "Mmm..."
At that mont, Cheng Qiaobei and Bai Ze were taking a break at a bar booth, chatting about the recent investnt climate and the hotel prospects.
Through Bai Ze’s introduction, Cheng Qiaobei got to know so notable figures in the investnt banking circle. After listening to professional investors’ analysis of the hotel industry, Cheng Qiaobei gained a new perspective on the investnt industry and had new ideas about the future developnt of the hotel, benefiting greatly.
Huang Kangtai walked out of the elevator with several people, imdiately spotting Cheng Qiaobei in the booth, surrounded by a few new elites in the investnt industry. The atmosphere made it clear they were discussing business.
Thinking about his son, he realized his son was indeed smart and made extraordinary judgnts, but was unreliable.
If only he had half of Cheng Qiaobei’s self-control, his achievents would be greater.
Sigh... Huang Kangtai shook his head helplessly.
Ying Siyu, feeling bored, didn’t return to her room but went to the bar to pass the ti.
She looked up and saw Huang Kangtai walking towards her, and he noticed her too.
He paused, recalling the phone call earlier, "Sigh—"
Huang Yuanwei’s father always disliked her, but she didn’t care, as long as she could keep Huang Yuanwei happy.
Only after Huang Kangtai entered a private room did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a burst of hearty laughter caught her attention. Ying Siyu looked towards the sound and saw Cheng Qiaobei in the crowd.
He had handso features, a unique temperant, and a gentle and elegant smile that inadvertently lifted his brows. The fingers holding the glass were long and clean, and the wedding ring on his ring finger was particularly conspicuous.
So, he was married.
Woo—woo woo—
The cruise was preparing to set sail, emitting a low whistle.
Cheng Qiaobei put down his glass and called a waiter to bring a glass of soda water.
Ying Siyu propped her chin, sneaking glances at the man opposite her. Just as n like to look at beautiful won, won also enjoy admiring handso and pleasing n, especially a man who exuded a sense of comforting husbandliness.
Cheng Qiaobei checked his watch; there were still forty minutes until the start.
Chen Ningxi’s call ca just at the right ti. The bar’s music was a bit loud, so he excused himself to the bathroom, answering the phone as he walked.
"What’s up?" Cheng Qiaobei’s eyes were gentle.
Ying Siyu watched his silhouette until the "husband" passed by her. She heard his voice, which was also nice—clear, deep, with a hint of amusent.
"Thermoter? You forgot, I left it in the TV cabinet. Look in the right drawer." Cheng Qiaobei laughed, "Do you miss ? Using the excuse of looking for sothing to call ?"
Chen Ningxi’s phone was on speaker as she rummaged through, "Yeah, caught by you."
"Feverish?"
"I feel cold, so I’m checking my temperature."
Cheng Qiaobei was worried, "You were fine when I left, how co you suddenly have a fever?"
Chen Ningxi said, "I don’t know, maybe I have a condition of not being able to be without you."
"Hehe..." Cheng Qiaobei chuckled lowly, "According to what you say, you must feel terrible working normally."
"Okay, I found it." Chen Ningxi retrieved the thermoter.
Cheng Qiaobei still wasn’t assured, "Check what the temperature is."
Chen Ningxi sat on the floor, tucked the thermoter under her armpit.
They chatted a bit more, and Cheng Qiaobei glanced at his watch, "Ti’s up, what’s the temperature?"
Chen Ningxi took out the thermoter and looked at it against the light, "37.9 degrees, no wonder I feel cold."
Cheng Qiaobei got anxious, "You hurry and—"
"Alright, I got it," before Cheng Qiaobei could instruct, Chen Ningxi said, "Don’t worry about it, I’ll take so dicine now and then go to sleep. Relax, you go about your business."
Cheng Qiaobei frowned, "...The ship has sailed."
Chen Ningxi understood what he ant, if the ship hadn’t sailed, he would have co back.
Chen Ningxi said sternly, "Even if it hasn’t sailed, you’re not allowed to return, don’t forget the important business you’re supposed to handle."
Cheng Qiaobei smiled slightly. That’s how they were, supporting and understanding each other, helping each other beco better.
In their relationship, love was a complex question. Though there wasn’t a set answer, it was built upon the accumulation of trivial daily matters.
At that mont, inside the private room.
Huang Kangtai entered the room, where Cheng Xiangheng and Yuan Jiuxiang were deep in conversation, with Yuan Xiao accompanying them.
"What are you discussing, with such serious expressions?" Huang Kangtai pulled out a chair and sat down.
Cheng Xiangheng said, "Don’t ntion it, it’s the troubleso matters at ho."
Hearing this, Huang Kangtai frowned, "What’s happened? Is there trouble at ho?"
Cheng Xiangheng said, "Chairman Huang, we’ve known each other for so many years, among brothers, I’ve never treated you as an outsider. My daughter-in-law recently had a condition diagnosed, she can’t bear children. My son is emotional and loyal and finds it hard to bring up. As a father, what can I do but be the bad guy? You understand as a parent, if my child spends his whole life without offspring, it would be so lonely in old age, honestly, lying there without anyone to fetch dicine or water."
Huang Kangtai said, "That’s really serious."
"Isn’t it?" Cheng Xiangheng let out a long sigh and shook his head.
Seeing his troubled expression, one could tell it was really weighing him down.
Cheng Xiangheng: "I just talked with Brother Jiuxiang, Qiaobei’s marriage definitely needs to end. But for now, he’s stuck there, it’s tough to divorce. Chen Jiaming knew his daughter had problems and still tricked Qiaobei into marrying her, isn’t that basically deceiving us into taking care of their kid?" He shifted his gaze to Yuan Jiuxiang’s side, "Yuan Xiao has always had a good impression of our Qiaobei. If she doesn’t mind Qiaobei being twice married, I’m certainly willing for Qiaobei and Yuan Xiao to get to know each other. That’s my thought, if Qiaobei could find a good girl like Yuan Xiao, it would be a step up for our family. But rest assured, Jiuxiang, if Yuan Xiao were to join our family, I’d certainly treat her like my own daughter."
Huang Kangtai understood, the two families were preparing to beco in-laws here.
"Jiuxiang, what’s your thought?" Huang Kangtai asked him.
Yuan Jiuxiang said, "I only have this one daughter, if she’s willing, what can I do?"
Huang Kangtai could see this was sothing both families wanted.
He asked Cheng Xiangheng, "Have you discussed this with Qiaobei?"
"Uh..." Cheng Xiangheng looked troubled, "Right now it’s tough for Qiaobei to step up, but if we let Qiaobei and Yuan Xiao start by getting to know each other, my daughter-in-law, who’s quite stubborn, should propose a divorce on her own."
Huang Kangtai said, "Divorcing and remarrying would be more responsible in public opinion for Yuan Xiao, but if you don’t divorce during the marriage, it’s... not so great."
As they were speaking, the door was pushed open.
Huang Yuanwei ca in, saying, "Dad, you’re just old-fashioned. This is easy to handle, leave it to ."
Just as Cheng Xiangheng’s lips began to curl, he heard Huang Yuanwei say, "I can help you, but if things work out, you have to agree to do sothing for . Of course, it’s a business cooperation, mutually beneficial for everyone."
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