She doesn’t know if Shi Aoju likes her. Although these days she can see through his nature—sotis he can be overbearing, but most of the ti he’s coldly gentle—his background makes her afraid to get close.
Su Zhenxiong has fought in the business world, understanding relationships and spotting cunning, but Shi Aoju plays with lives. His waters run too deep; once she steps in, she might not be able to turn back.
But he was her first man. Can her heart belong to anyone else?
Shi Aoju can hardly imagine that he’s nearly thirty, yet he’s being treated like a child, confined to his bedroom to eat. He just has an allergic reaction with fever, not a major injury, nor is he bedridden in the hospital.
He’s propped up against several pillows, with a small table Su Jiuyi found set up in front of him, holding porridge and small dishes.
"It’s best not to leave the bed, although the allergic symptoms have subsided, it’s still better to be cautious. If the fever spikes again, it’ll be trouble," Su Jiuyi said earnestly.
"I know my body very well, you don’t need to worry," he replied.
"That’s the best," she smiled faintly, a slight dimple at the corner of her mouth.
Watching her stand respectfully by the bedside wearing a maid’s uniform, though she forgot to wear an apron while preparing breakfast and got a little smudge on the stove edge, Shi Aoju frowned slightly and said, "You should go back to your room and sleep. You don’t need to prepare lunch today; I have to go out later."
"Is it for work?" Su Jiuyi asked instinctively, then felt her question was inappropriate because she didn’t have the right to inquire too much into his private life.
"Hmm, I’ll take the dicine before leaving," Shi Aoju said calmly, "Soone will bring lunch at noon, rember to answer my call."
His tone was as domineering as ever, brooking no refusal.
"Okay," she responded obediently.
She didn’t have the courage to bring up the seafood allergy incident from last night. Whatever the reason may be, her emotions now are tangled like a ssy ball of yarn, impossible to unravel or find the end.
As Shi Aoju spoke to her, he beca a calamity she couldn’t escape.
Today is the auction for the piece of land in the west of the city, and several assistants of the out-of-town rchants checked on Shi Aoju, although they were all significant figures.
But compared to his influence, it’s like comparing an ant to an elephant, so he didn’t need to personally oversee the auction process. Sending the manager handling the case would be more than enough.
However, the assistant said that Su Zhenxiong has been wanting to et him recently, probably to develop the land together.
Although often he just ets Su Zhenxiong at events, the Su Family’s influence in the business world has never been enough to catch his attention. Though the family has been sneaky in recent years, sohow managing to climb the ranks to the Song Family’s circle—there must be so untold ans behind it.
He’s not interested in knowing, so he’s too lazy to investigate. Su Zhenxiong’s strength isn’t enough to threaten him, but recalling the drunken words Su Jiuyi said about how her father had always been bad to her in childhood piqued his interest in a eting.
In the morning, after handling so nial company files, the manager called near noon to say the land had been acquired, although the out-of-town rchants were quite disgruntled, with plenty of sarcasm in their words.
The news of Aotian Group’s successful acquisition quickly spread throughout the business world, and by afternoon, his assistant inford him of Su Zhenxiong’s visit.
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