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Chapter 474: Happy Daily Life



Chapter 474: Happy Daily Life

From Liu Jing's perspective, she was just an ordinary mother who wanted to choose the best possible path for her daughter. Unfortunately, Jiang Xinyi was completely immersed in love and paid absolutely no mind to her mother's thoughts.Even before giving herself to him, Jiang Xinyi rarely listened to her mother. Now that she had completely surrendered her heart, there was no way she would listen.

Every day at home, she spent every waking moment chatting on the phone with Zhou Yuwen.

Occasionally, she even enjoyed a bit of office ambiguity with him.

If Liu Jing hadn't explicitly forbidden it, Jiang Xinyi probably would have already moved into Zhou Yuwen's villa for cohabitation.

Even now, their relationship was practically cohabitation; at the very least, she was always available whenever he wanted.

People often say that women in love are fools, and it couldn't be more true. Even a girl like Jiang Xinyi giggled foolishly every day after falling in love, constantly dressing up in different clothes just to show off for Zhou Yuwen.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yuwen was far too unromantic. One day, Jiang Xinyi deliberately wore a professional suit with a tight skirt and stepped into a pair of high heels. Looking every bit the confident strong woman of the workplace, she excitedly ran to Zhou Yuwen's office bright and early to get his signature.

After providing his signature, Zhou Yuwen simply handed the document back to her.

This made Jiang Xinyi quite angry, and she could not help but ask, "Are you not even going to take a look?"

Zhou Yuwen looked up at her with a light chuckle. "I trust your work. There's nothing to check."

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyi was furious. She asked in a muffled, frustrated voice, "I meant, can't you tell there's something different about me today?"

Only then did Zhou Yuwen realize what she meant.

He feigned surprise and said, "Did you change your style? I have to say, this outfit looks really good on you. A true white-collar professional."

Although he complimented her, Jiang Xinyi was already unhappy. Pouting, she muttered, "You didn't notice at all. Is it because Su Qing and Zheng Yanyan have already shown you this style?"

Zhou Yuwen pulled Jiang Xinyi onto his lap and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? At their age, they wouldn't have your charm even if they wore this."

Truth be told, Jiang Xinyi's legs looked incredibly appealing in that professional tight skirt. Once she sat on his lap, it also made things quite convenient for him to touch her.

Jiang Xinyi snorted and replied, "Come on."

"It's just cosplay."

"What style haven't you seen?"

"Don't say that. Can't you develop a new style just for me?" Zhou Yuwen joked.

Jiang Xinyi declared that she was too old for that and couldn't pull it off.

Zhou Yuwen insisted it was very simple.

"For example, something like a young stepmother style."

"What in the world is that?"

Jiang Xinyi had truly never heard of it, but none of that mattered, as Zhou Yuwen had already lowered his head to kiss her.

The two of them began making out passionately right there in the office.

They continued until Tang Xinrou came looking for Zhou Yuwen's signature on a document. Looking up and catching them in the act, she quickly covered her eyes with the folder and said, "Oh, I didn't see anything."

"Seriously, sis, brother-in-law, why didn't you two close the door?"

Zhou Yuwen replied, "We didn't expect anyone to just barge in."

Tang Xinrou chuckled nervously and said, "Well, it's urgent."

Jiang Xinyi had already gotten off Zhou Yuwen's lap. She hurriedly smoothed her hair to ease the awkwardness and asked Tang Xinrou what was going on.

Tang Xinrou explained that it was about the Shared Bicycle Project. There was a fund allocation that required her brother-in-law's signature.

Saying so, she handed the document to Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen provided his signature.

Tang Xinrou then left.

The pilot documents for the Shared Bicycle Project in Jinling had now been approved. As long as this initial batch in Jinling proved successful, a nationwide launch would follow.

There was no need to handle this project entirely on their own. Like other internet companies, they could seek out regional agents in various cities to rapidly expand their reach.

Because the project required physical goods like bicycles, it was incredibly capital-intensive.

Zhou Yuwen had promised Jiang Xinyi a twenty-five percent stake, a portion of which she needed to purchase herself, and the required investment sum was not small.

With Zhou Yuwen's reputation, countless internet companies would have chased after him with investment offers if he had wanted them, yet he had given this opportunity to Jiang Xinyi.

However, Liu Jing was dragging her feet.

Liu Jing had her own concerns. Zhou Yuwen was not as flawless as he appeared. After the incident with Su Qing, Liu Jing had privately hired someone to investigate him again. According to their findings, there were at least three girls who had ambiguity in their relationship with Zhou Yuwen.

But the specifics eluded Liu Jing. The investigator merely reported that there were many women around Zhou Yuwen, though it was unclear if they were intimately involved.

Coming from a wealthy family, Liu Jing knew that it was common for men to seek out other women.

Her main fear was that Zhou Yuwen would become too powerful in the future. If he eventually grew stronger than her own family, wouldn't her daughter end up feeling wronged?

Jiang Xinyi urged her mother to prepare the funds quickly.

She didn't want to delay Zhou Yuwen's subsequent development.

Liu Jing made excuses, claiming that a large sum of their capital was currently invested abroad and couldn't be brought back anytime soon.

"Didn't Zhou Yuwen just earn sixty million? Why don't you ask him to cover our share for now? We can just pay him an eight percent interest rate."

Before Liu Jing could even finish her sentence, Jiang Xinyi cast her a look of utter disdain. Jiang Xinyi knew very well that her older age gave her no advantage with Zhou Yuwen. She was counting on her maternal family's financial support to prove that she was more valuable than those other girls. She had never expected her mother to harbor such thoughts.

Setting aside how uncomfortable it would make Zhou Yuwen feel if he heard it.

Even Jiang Xinyi felt disgusted just listening to it. She bluntly retorted, "Mom, do you really want me to stay unmarried for the rest of my life?"

Liu Jing defended herself, "It's not like we wouldn't pay him interest."

As a result, the funds from Jiang Xinyi's side were endlessly delayed, leaving her feeling deeply ashamed in front of Zhou Yuwen. However, Zhou Yuwen was quite generous about it, assuring her that it was fine and there was no rush anyway.

Looking at Zhou Yuwen, the more Jiang Xinyi observed him, the more she felt her boyfriend was deeply understanding and gentle.

She couldn't help but want to be a delicate little woman around him. She told him that being with him made her feel like she had returned to being seventeen again.

"Why couldn't I have met you when I was starting university?"

Zhou Yuwen replied, "When you were in university? What year? Freshman year? When you were a freshman, I was probably in my third year of middle school."

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyi burst into laughter.

Zhou Yuwen and Jiang Xinyi were indeed going through a passionate honeymoon phase. During this time, they were inseparable and often did intimate things together in the villa.

Jiang Xinyi was a girl after all. After experiencing intimacy with Zhou Yuwen just a few times, she became quite clingy. She had suddenly grown fond of that feeling and loved sticking by his side constantly.

After they finished, Jiang Xinyi rested her chin against Zhou Yuwen's chest and innocently babbled some silly words. She mentioned that at first, she hadn't understood how Zheng Yanyan could handle going seven or eight times with him when it hurt so much.

But now, she felt like she finally understood.

Zhou Yuwen asked her what exactly she understood.

Jiang Xinyi explained that while it had definitely been a bit uncomfortable at first, it somehow became much more comfortable later on.

As she finished her thought, Jiang Xinyi let out a foolish giggle.

Zhou Yuwen, however, simply rolled his eyes. "Well, you certainly felt comfortable."

"I'm exhausted to death."

Jiang Xinyi pouted. "That's not fair. You can go eight times with Zheng Yanyan."

Zhou Yuwen thought, 'Next time I see Zheng Yanyan, I will definitely give her a good spanking.'

Why did she have to blab about going eight times?

Now look what happened; Jiang Xinyi brought it up every single day.

"Come on!" Jiang Xinyi coaxed playfully.

Zhou Yuwen helplessly said, "I really don't want to move. How about you get on top and do the work yourself?" "Huh? How do I do that?"

Jiang Xinyi had never tried that before, and her cheeks flushed bright red.

Zhou Yuwen chuckled. "Come here, I'll teach you."

Time flew by, and soon it was June 10th.

The seniors officially graduated, and the Student Union completed its transition of power to the new members.

A graduation gala was also held on this day, titled "Memories of May."

All the teachers and students from the entire school gathered together in the auditorium.

Before Zhou Yuwen's arrival, his university had been nothing more than an obscure third-tier college. Since he started attending, however, students from other universities would always flock to their events out of sheer admiration.

Especially now that rumors had spread about Zhou Yuwen performing on stage, visiting students completely packed the auditorium, blocking every aisle in hopes of hearing him sing "Fleet of Time" once again.

The content of the gala was largely the same as before. Zhou Yuwen arrived at the auditorium right on time, bringing Jiang Xinyi along with him.

Looking at the completely packed seats, Zhou Yuwen was overwhelmed with emotion for a moment.

Jiang Xinyi asked him why he was feeling so sentimental. Zhou Yuwen replied, "The last time you attended a gala, you were still my teacher's girlfriend."

"And now, you've become my girlfriend."

Hearing this, Jiang Xinyi could only roll her eyes.

On another note, since Jiang Xinyi wasn't a student at this school, she didn't have an assigned seat.

Zhou Yuwen's seat was located in his class's designated section.

Because of this, Zhou Yuwen held Jiang Xinyi's hand, lingering by the entrance for quite a while.

Finally, Liu Yue, a classmate from his major, spotted him. She enthusiastically called out and waved him over to where their classmates were gathered.

Zhou Yuwen noticed that not many of his classmates had shown up, so he curiously asked why they were missing.

Liu Yue replied that it wasn't an event organized by their specific college.

"The ones who came are basically all students working in the Student Union," Liu Yue said, clearly quite proud of this fact.

Zhou Yuwen uttered an "Oh" in realization.

Liu Yue looked at Jiang Xinyi and said with a smile, "Teacher's wife came along too?"

This form of address made Jiang Xinyi blush slightly.

Zhou Yuwen scolded her playfully for using the wrong title.

"You need to call her sister-in-law now, understand?"

These words made Jiang Xinyi's face turn even redder, while Liu Yue simply giggled.

The gala was about to start, so Zhou Yuwen told Jiang Xinyi that he needed to head backstage.

"You can just sit over here, there aren't that many people anyway."

Jiang Xinyi nodded. To be honest, it would be extremely awkward if she were to run into You Changjin at this moment.

Fortunately, they hadn't crossed paths.

Jiang Xinyi obediently sat there, waiting for Zhou Yuwen to take the stage and perform.

She had previously asked him what song he was going to sing, but he refused to tell her, only revealing that it was a folk song.

What kind of folk song could it be?

Zhou Yuwen had just smiled and told her she would find out soon enough.

And with that, Zhou Yuwen made his way backstage.

At that moment, the stage lights finally turned on. Since the school leaders ultimately hadn't shown up, the atmosphere was much more casual. The first performance was, as usual, a dance by the Arts Department.

A group of girls in short skirts danced passionately on stage, though this time, Zheng Yanyan and Lu Lin were absent from their ranks.

After all, Zheng Yanyan was now the department head. Dancing on stage like a regular member would be somewhat beneath her new status.

However, Zheng Yanyan was the instructor for this opening dance. She was currently standing backstage, watching nervously and terrified of any mistakes.

Zheng Yanyan had her hair tied in a ponytail and wore a cropped T-shirt paired with hip-hop style jeans. When Zhou Yuwen suddenly asked what she was doing from behind, it nearly scared her to death.

Zheng Yanyan gasped, "Jeez, you can scare someone to death like that, hubby!"

Zhou Yuwen protested, "I wasn't trying to scare you."

"What are you so nervous about anyway?"

Zheng Yanyan replied, "My girls are out there dancing, of course I'm nervous."

"But you're not the one dancing, why the nerves?"

"I just became the department head! If something goes wrong, I'll be completely humiliated," Zheng Yanyan said with a pout.

Zhou Yuwen nodded. "That's true."

"The problem is, you don't really care about this kind of stuff, do you?"

"Who says I don't care? My boyfriend got snatched away by someone else, so if I don't focus on my career, what else is there to do? Hmph."

Saying this, Zheng Yanyan sounded incredibly resentful.

She complained that Zhou Yuwen spent every day accompanying Jiang Xinyi, completely neglecting her and Linlin.

"Linlin and I are practically gathering dust over here."

"Stop talking nonsense. I haven't even blamed you yet. Were you the one who babbled to Jiang Xinyi about going eight or nine times? Do you know she pesters me about doing it eight times every single day now? Are you trying to kill me?"

Hearing this, Zheng Yanyan couldn't help but laugh. "Really?"

"Hey, you're here?"

As they were chatting, Shen Yu finished her tasks and walked over.

Following behind Shen Yu was Su Qing. Su Qing looked the same old way—an aloof expression, her hair pinned up with a neat fringe sweeping across one side of her forehead. She wore a pale yellow shirt over a white T-shirt, paired with high-waisted jeans.

Su Qing dressed very modestly. In her own words, as the organizer of the gala, it was inappropriate for her to wear bright colors; staying subdued would help the performers shine brighter.

When Shen Yu greeted Zhou Yuwen, he nodded in response.

He then looked toward Su Qing, but she didn't even acknowledge them. Without pausing for a second, she turned and walked away on her own.

Shen Yu felt a bit awkward and smiled apologetically at Zhou Yuwen. "We've been swamped lately. Su Qing practically handled this entire gala by herself. I suspect she's under more pressure than anyone else right now."

Zhou Yuwen nodded with a faint smile. "That's just how she is. She strives for perfection in everything she does."

"Yeah."

Shen Yu stayed and chatted with Zhou Yuwen and Zheng Yanyan for a while. Only then did Zheng Yanyan realize that Zhou Yuwen also had a performance lined up. She eagerly asked him what number his act was.

Shen Yu told her that he was scheduled as the finale.

"The second-to-last performance. After all, half the people out there only showed up to see him," Shen Yu said with a smile.

"Ah, I was originally planning to leave as soon as the opening dance finished. Looks like I'll have to stay and wait. I need to call Linlin over. If she knows you're performing, she'll definitely show up," Zheng Yanyan muttered to herself.

Zhou Yuwen asked, "Is she just lying around in the dormitory again? Why is she always doing that?"

"Yeah, she lies around all day, yet she still manages to lose weight! Seriously hubby, I envy her so much. Look, she's gotten even thinner recently!"

Saying so, Zheng Yanyan grabbed her phone and pulled up a picture of Lu Lin.

"Here."


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