Entangled with the Future Tycoon

Xu Wei pushed his hand away and staggered towards the sofa, shaking her head with a look of disdain. “This level of difficulty is too basic. I might not even bother with it. I always prefer high-level challenges, like squandering money, flaunting wealth, competing with others, hoping my son becomes a dragon, my daughter a phoenix, pushing my husband to succeed, mistreating in-laws, giving servants a hard time, confronting mistresses in public…”

“Cough, cough, cough…” The more she spoke, the more outrageous it became. Gu Yuan followed her steps, watching as she sprawled across the sofa. He leaned over the back of the sofa, looking down at her. “Confronting mistresses? You actually look forward to that?”

“I’m talking about the budding mistresses,” Xu Wei said, glancing at Gu Yuan while fiddling with her phone on the coffee table. “Haven’t you heard of ‘a jade in the hand invites trouble’? In life, there’s always one or two clueless people eyeing my harem. I’ll eat the green hat before you even have a chance to put it on me!”

Gu Yuan nodded in agreement, “With you like this… I’d feel guilty if I didn’t commit a crime. Just remember to go easy on me when the time comes!” He looked eager to see her unleash her prowess.

“What? You have a target already?” Xu Wei squinted her eyes, shifting her gaze from the phone upwards, shooting a cold glare.

“Haven’t you heard that daughters are their father’s lovers from a past life? My target… is in your belly!” Gu Yuan’s lips curled into a smug smile, his handsome face glowing even more.

Xu Wei’s mouth twitched. She extended her arm towards Gu Yuan, giving him a big thumbs-up, grinding her teeth, “I’ll take good care of your lover!”

Gu Yuan nodded, looking like he was entrusting her with a great responsibility. He reached out and stamped her thumb with his, watching her pull back her hand in exasperation. Then he frowned, “Oh, by the way, your ambition to mistreat in-laws is commendable, but the difficulty level might be extraordinarily high. It could be destructively high.”

“I was joking,” Xu Wei said, her expression turning blank.

Throughout history, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law battles have been fought countless times, usually ending in a draw or mutual destruction. Her initial intention was to earn a good person card and navigate this rogue battlefield of ancient Rome, ancient India, and ancient China.

Why call it a rogue battlefield? Because the purpose of the conflict is rogue and unreasonable, so it’s rogue!

“I really mean it. Need any help? Don’t hold back just because of me.” Back then, when they mistreated him as a minor, they were so bloodthirsty, so savage, and so unreasonable, weren’t they? Didn’t the books teach us that a gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years? If ten years isn’t enough, then twenty, and if twenty won’t do, then thirty.

In short, a gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years!

Xu Wei blinked with a helpless expression at Gu Yuan. How could he harbor such resentment? “My dream is world peace!”

“Uh-huh…” Gu Yuan coughed, choked by her words. Did he just show the world wasn’t peaceful?

So this revenge? Is he supposed to wait forty years, fifty years…?

Time is the most ruthless. In a fleeting moment, autumn’s tail has arrived. Reflecting on that summer filled with cicada calls, Xu Wei finds herself preferring this deep autumn because it’s a season of harvest.

Xu Wei stands in the office of the GT building, gazing out at the autumn rain through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Even through the glass, she can faintly feel a hint of autumn chill. She holds a white porcelain cup in her hands, filled with steaming hot water, a cup that Gu Yuan thoughtfully prepared for her.

Time flies like a fleeting horse, and in the blink of an eye, she’s been back in the country for three months. These three months seem more fulfilling and complete than three years. She wonders if she had returned earlier, would she have met Gu Yuan?

But she feels that although their encounter was like the school bell, arriving just in time for class without any preparation, fortunately, this class is the most interesting one in her life’s curriculum.

Xu Wei is somewhat lost in thought. Perhaps it’s too perfect, so she doesn’t know whether to muddle through step by step or learn to grab onto the tail of happiness and hold on tight until the moment the earth covers her.

Behind her, the phone on the desk keeps chiming “ding-dong” repeatedly. With such frequent disturbances, she can easily guess that the 120 group is buzzing with activity.

Because they were waiting for Song Wanwan’s big day, their plan to sign up for the maternity club was canceled. When people get cold, they become particularly lazy, as Ji Rou says. So no matter how exaggerated, how highly regarded, or how favored the maternity club was when they visited, in the end, it was all for nothing.

Xu Wei settled into her office chair, gently placing the cup she was holding down, and reached for her constantly “ding-donging” phone. Swiping the screen, she saw messages from Ji Rou and Bai Yuxuan trying to comfort Song Wanwan. She scrolled through the messages she had missed, not expecting Song Wanwan to be in such unrest, already talking about divorce before even being pregnant.

Is she trying to stir up a storm in heaven now?

‘………’

Song Wanwan: ‘He definitely has issues; it’s been three days now.’

Ji Rou: ‘It’s just three days of him leaving early and coming back late, is it really worth fussing over? Maybe Shen Shang is just busy! It’s a good thing when a man is career-oriented! My husband has to travel every month, by your logic, I would have divorced several times by now.’

Bai Yuxuan: ‘Yeah, Wanwan, aren’t you being too clingy? Men need their own personal space and time, you know.’

Ji Rou: ‘Right, haven’t you watched those relationship advice shows? The art of marriage is profound! You shouldn’t just orbit around Shen Shang all day; you need to have your own circle of friends too!’

Song Wanwan: ‘When have I ever orbited around him? I’ve been revolving around you for months, and you three are my entire friend circle, my so-called heartless friends, wuu wuu wuu.’

Ji Rou: ‘Uh… that seems right! But have you really noticed anything else unusual about Shen Shang?’

Song Wanwan: ‘He’s part of the high IQ community, do you think I could spot anything amiss? Catching even a tiny hint of something off counts as a win with all the experience I’ve gained being with him.’

Bai Yuxuan: ‘You’ve been sharing a bed with a brainiac for over three months, and you’ve only spotted a tiny hint of something, and it’s still just -suspected-? Girl, are you having early menopause? Overthinking everything.’

Ji Rou: ‘Wanwan, please don’t hang the word divorce around your neck like it’s a mantra. Believe me, it isn’t as mystical as it sounds, and it will only expedite the end of your marriage… and love.’

Xu Wei: ‘I think… since Wanwan is so anxious, why not just ask Shen Shang directly?’

Bai Yuxuan: ‘Oh dear, thank goodness you’re here, please talk some sense into this stiff block of wood.’

Xu Wei: ‘What’s there to advise? If you’re confused, just ask!’

Song Wanwan: ‘If I ask him, would he even tell me the truth?’

Xu Wei: ‘Then what do you want to do? Chasing shadows, at least you should see the wind and the shadows, right? You’re crying divorce without even seeing a strand of hair, that’s childish!’

Song Wanwan: ‘Are you comforting me or not? Wuu wuu wuu.’

Xu Wei: ‘When you send the photo of your divorce papers to the group, I’ll be the first one at your doorstep to offer you VIP-level comfort!’