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Jian Yunong's voice lowered, "My aunt has a strong prejudice against men because of some past experiences. You see her as strong and ambitious, but in reality, she is a person who lacks a sense of security. At the same time, she is a career woman; if you are looking for a gentle housewife who stays at home to support her husband and raise children, she might not be your ideal type. She won't be content to just stay at home waiting for you to support her."
Ji Shaoli was silent for a moment, "Thank you, I will communicate with her properly." The topic shifted back to Jian Yunong, "If you encounter any problems during this time, feel free to come to me. Your aunt needs to take care of herself; don't hesitate with me."
"I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Jian Yunong couldn't help but sigh, praying that Ji Shaoli would respect her aunt enough.
Time passed quickly; half a month went by. Jian Yunong felt that her mindset had calmed down quite a bit and finally had the courage to schedule another appointment with the psychologist.
She told Huo Jincheng about this, and he was very happy. On the phone, he repeated several times, "Wait for me to come over; I will personally accompany you."
Did he think she was a little girl who needed someone to hold her hand even when going to the bathroom?
"No need for you to accompany me. I want to face the doctor alone. I've always seen doctors by myself before."
Jian Yunong responded softly.
Huo Jincheng insisted, "That was before; back then, you weren't married. Now that you are married, you are mine, so of course I want to be with you."
"You're wasting your time."
"Nong Nong," Huo Jincheng lowered his voice as if speaking to a willful child, "Are you still angry about that? You can be angry, but you should at least give me a chance to make amends."
Look at him using the word "amends," his attitude had already lowered as much as it could; he hoped Jian Yunong wouldn't continue making a fuss.
"No, it has nothing to do with being angry." Jian Yunong was just accustomed to living this way now. "I also think I overreacted; there could have been a gentler way. I just..."
She paused for a moment, fell silent for a while, and slowly said, "I'm not sure if I can remain as calm as I am now when I see him again. My emotions aren't very stable. Huo Jincheng, I don't want to argue with you. Please don't make me hate myself or feel like you hate me. I want to control my emotions well. When I see you again, I want to be composed and peaceful. I want to think rationally about our past and future."
During this time, Huo Jincheng had many matters on his mind; after saying just a few words, his secretary knocked and entered the room.
The exquisite professional outfit wrapped around her curvaceous figure as she walked in wearing Prada. "Mr. Huo," Ye Mei said softly, "here are the documents for this bidding."
Huo Jincheng, however, seemed not to hear her. "Nong Nong, you cannot decide about the future on your own. This is a matter for both of us. Wait for me; I'll come over after I finish my work this week to accompany you."
Without giving Jian Yunong a chance to respond, Huo Jincheng hung up the phone, irritably loosening his tie with his distinctly knuckled fingers contrasting against the deep blue fabric.
Turning around, Huo Jincheng sat behind his desk and felt an unprecedented annoyance at the pile of documents before him. "Do we really have to go through all this again?"
He picked up the documents and shook them in his palm before slamming them heavily onto the desk.
Ye Mei stood silently, her face adorned with a perfectly timed smile, her exquisite makeup flawless. "Mr. Huo, do you have plans for the weekend?"
Huo Jincheng shot her a cold glance, clearly displeased.
Ye Mei smiled, "I came to rearrange the schedule and push some minor matters back to ensure you can find time to fly and accompany your wife."
Huo Jincheng rubbed his temples. "This is precisely what your Secretariat should be doing."
What a difficult boss to serve, Ye Mei thought.
This was merely a small episode in Huo Jincheng's life; he knew that all of this was a consequence of his conflict with his mother. No one could match Chairman Huo's controlling nature.
Huo Jincheng held back a breath; he would not easily back down.
The next day, Ye Mei sent over the new itinerary, which was indeed as well-organized as she had claimed, even better than what Secretary Jiang had prepared.
Those difficult clients were surprisingly persuaded by her to postpone their schedules.
A subordinate who worked efficiently was one that Boss preferred to keep close by.
On Friday night, Huo Jincheng took Ye Mei on a flight to the location of Jian Yunong.
In the spacious business class, there were only Ye Mei and Huo Jincheng. Even on the plane, Huo Jincheng did not take a break; it was as if he was racing against time.
It wasn't until the last three hours that they finally had some time to rest.
"Take a break," Huo Jincheng said, and only then could Ye Mei stop.
The elegantly dressed woman did not appear as delicate as she looked; she didn't complain even once.
Huo Jincheng rarely showed a hint of kindness towards this new secretary and actually looked at her directly.
Ye Mei smiled, "You should get some good sleep. I'll wake you when we are almost there."
When the flight attendant quietly entered, she happened to see Ye Mei leaning over to cover Huo Jincheng with a light blanket. Her movements were gentle, and her expression was tender, as if she were looking at a lover with deep affection.
Ye Mei noticed the flight attendant's open smile and waved her hand, signaling that no service was needed.
The flight attendant quietly exited. The plane had Wi-Fi, so she took out her phone to edit a message: You were right; this woman has deep thoughts. Just now, I saw her covering him with a blanket; anyone who didn’t know would think she was his wife.
Not long after, there was a reply: Keep an eye on her for me; go in a few more times. When you come back, I'll get you the latest handbag.
When the plane arrived, the night enveloped the entire city, adorned with neon lights that complemented both heavy and light makeup.
As Huo Jincheng and his party walked out of the airport, the tall and slender Eastern man was accompanied by a beautifully dressed woman, attracting quite a few glances.
Ye Mei remained silent, dutifully playing the role of a secretary. When she realized that Huo Jincheng intended to meet Jian Yunong directly like this, she kindly reminded him, "Mr. Huo, you haven't seen your wife in a long time; it might be nice to give her a surprise."
Huo Jincheng, who had maintained a stoic expression all along, finally raised his eyes to look at Ye Mei.
"Seeing his interest, Ye Mei continued, 'You can change into a different outfit, something more stylish, to give her a refreshing feeling.'
Huo Jincheng thought for a moment and nodded.
...
Jian Yunong rode her bicycle quickly through the streets and finally stopped by the riverbank. The Street Performer was still singing, and she listened while giving him bread and flowers.
The Street Performer bent down and bowed, 'You look very happy today. Is there something good happening?'
Jian Yunong smiled because Huo Jincheng was coming. Of course, she was happy.
Women are always contradictory in their words and feelings.
She sat next to the performer, holding a large bouquet of lisianthus, looking more beautiful than the flowers.
The free air nourished her, re-energizing her life.
The smile on her face was as refreshing as the evening breeze.
Until she saw a man and a woman walking out of the hotel across the river."
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