Translator:
Noodletown Translated
Editor:
Noodletown Translated
Forgive and forget, am I right? Plus, when Imperial star’s celebrities all betrayed us and our company sank into crisis… Annie Liang still stayed with us, right?
That’s because she’s the only one who signed a contract and didn’t have the guts to run away since she couldn’t afford the penalty fees. She’s no more than a chess piece that Su Yu threw away.
Even so, I’m still happy that she didn’t add salt when the situation wasn’t looking good for us… Although she doesn’t think before she speaks… that’s a good thing. She’s much better than people who act all nice but are secretly calculating btches. I’d be willing to help her rise to fame.
Since when did my wife begin involving herself in company politics?
Qin Chu put down the documents in her hands and couldn’t help but smile.
You’re working too hard, so I thought I’d help you out… if you don’t want me to, I don’t have to.
That’s not what I meant… My wife is so smart, I need your help.
Qin Chu had been busy for almost 15 days, preparing for GK’s 30-year anniversary. Today was the last day.
Everyone at the headquarters was working overtime for the party tomorrow.
Honey, I need to have dinner with a couple of old-generation performance artists who came from out of town… They didn’t come for the money and agreed because I sincerely invited them… These are all respectable performance artists… but aside from them, there’s also going to be government officials, so it’s technically a business dinner. Did you want to come with me?
No, I don’t like business dinners, you know that.
Okay, if you’re hungry, ask Yang to buy some food for you, or you can get some yourself.
Okay.
Just then, Yang knocked on the door and came in,
Sir, it’s time. Dinner’s starting soon.
Okay.
Qin Chu got up and kissed Huo Mian on the cheek… Then, he headed out to his business dinner.
Huo Mian originally wanted to enjoy dinner with her husband, but it seems like she had to eat alone.
Mrs. Qin… what do you want to eat? I can order food for you or pick some up.
No, it’s fine… let the Finance Department know, and buy some midnight snacks for employees who’re working into the night. I’ll go out to eat.
Okay, Mrs. Qin.
Huo Mian then went downstairs and sent Zhu Lingling a WeChat message…
However, this chick told Huo Mian that she was getting her hair done. Come on, tomorrow was GK’s 30-year anniversary, why was she so excited about it?
She then WeChatted Zhixin, but Huang Yue replied and told her that he was playing basketball at school.
Huo Mian’s last hope was Jiang Xiaowei. However, after she sent her a WeChat message, Wei Liao replied, and told her that she wasn’t awake yet.
Um… it’s 6 PM, and she’s not up? How much sex were they having?
Huo Mian was speechless.
Finally, she drove around downtown but didn’t see anything she wanted to eat.
Seafood, Japanese, Thai, hotpot, barbeque…
She wasn’t interested in anything. In the end, she drove to the front entrance of Second High School…
It was night prep time, and one by one, students strolled into the school. She saw that some of the girls in uniforms were carrying milk tea in their hands.
There were also boys who carried basketballs or books.
Huo Mian’s childhood memories were triggered instantly…
It wasn’t until the students all went in did she drive to the back entrance of Second High.
– Ah-Xin’s Ramen –
This small ramen shop’s simple and delicious ramen always left Huo Mian and her belly satisfied.
Sir, can I get one large ramen? Extra beef, please, I’m starving.
She wailed like a little girl as soon as she went into the shop…
Right away…
The owner knew Huo Mian really well, and immediately began making ramen for her.
She was rarely in such a good mood, and took a selfie on her phone; it was only 6 PM, and the sky hadn’t yet darkened.
The sun was setting, so the sunlight was really gentle. Huo Mian was wearing a coffee-colored coat, and her hair was tied up in a messy bun.
She posted her photo to her WeChat friend circle, along with a sentence – familiar streets, familiar food.
People immediately began commenting…
Huo Siqian and Su Yu were at a business dinner, and they sat next to each other.
When Huo Siqian looked down to play with his phone, Su Yu immediately moved closer to him, and as soon as he saw Huo Mian’s photo, he couldn’t help but snatch Huo Siqian’s phone away.
Hey… Young Master Su, is that proper conduct?
Huo Siqian helplessly smiled.
