The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 143 Epilogue (Part ) Sculpture for parents and live again

2009, Shanghai.

Huang Zhenhua stood on the top floor of the newly built Hongye Building, looking at the Huangpu River rushing not far away, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

I have been in this world for more than eight years, and with the abilities and vision of my previous life, I have achieved great success.

Today, he is regarded as the uncrowned king in the domestic venture capital circle. At the end of last year, Shanghai held a domestic Internet conference.

After the meeting, he hosted a dinner for all the Internet giants, and he also took advantage of the opportunity to achieve the achievement he had originally set out to achieve - two horses in both hands.

Of course, he was not as old as the person who had achieved this in his previous life, nor was he as impressive looking as him.

After all, Huang Zhenhua is not much different in age from everyone else, and the two Ma brothers also have smiling faces, which is very different from the bitter expressions on their faces in their previous lives.

Hongye International has also firmly established its foothold in the overseas capital markets and continues to reap the rewards in this financial cycle.

In any case, his career is now at its peak, but he also has a vague feeling that the time for his departure is not far away.

Shen Jiayi's art museum has been built, and it is actually not far from his Red Leaf Building. At least when he stands here, he can overlook the petal-like building.

Jiang Xueqiong came ahead of time to participate in the interior design of the art museum and its subsequent operations, which made her feel guilty whenever she came to see Huang Zhenhua.

As for Bai Xiaohe, she has now entered a research institute in the Magic City. Although she has another residence in the Magic City, most of the time, she lives in Huang Zhenhua's villa.

All in all, everything is beautiful.

……

Huang Zhenhua drove home and just as he entered the villa, he heard pleasant piano sounds.

Subconsciously slowing down his footsteps, he followed the sound to the piano room.

The door of the piano room was open. When Huang Zhenhua arrived at the door, he did not go in directly. Instead, he leaned against the door frame and watched Shen Jiayi play the piano.

He got off work early today, and when he got home the sun had not yet set. The orange-red light of the sunset shone through the window into the piano room, dyeing the legs of the piano red.

With her unremitting efforts in copying scriptures over the years, Shen Jiayi did not become a nun one day as Huang Zhenhua had worried. Shen Jiayi is still Shen Jiayi, but she seems to have a more clear and transparent temperament.

If the long-term artistic influence made her temperament outstanding and unforgettable at first sight, then copying scriptures for such a long time made her temperament elegant and pure. Sometimes, Huang Zhenhua would have the illusion that Miss Shen was separated from this world.

Shen Jiayi was wearing a white dress. She seemed unaware of Huang Zhenhua at the door. She was immersed in the music. Her slender white fingers danced on the black and white keys, and her skirt fluttered in the breeze, making her look like an elf artist.

Shen Jiayi can play the piano and has quite good attainments. Born into a wealthy family, she has learned many other arts besides sculpture, including musical instruments, dance, painting, etc.

After being with Huang Zhenhua, in a sense, she can really be considered Huang Zhenhua's teacher.

In addition to teaching Huang Zhenhua sculpture, Shen Jiayi also taught him piano, guitar, painting and other skills as long as he wanted to learn and Shen Jiayi herself had the ability.

However, when Huang Zhenhua later learned boxing and fighting, Teacher Shen became a studious student Shen again, and she also began to learn boxing and fighting from Huang Zhenhua.

Huang Zhenhua still felt something was strange at the time. After so many years of nurturing by him, Lady Shen's physique had already far surpassed that of ordinary people, so learning boxing and fighting would naturally be no problem for her.

But sometimes, when Huang Zhenhua accompanied her in boxing practice, he felt like he was committing domestic violence.

And now when Shen Jiayi goes shopping and traveling with him, who would have thought that such a delicate beauty could deform the hood of a car with a slap?
Hmm...it feels like Lin Daiyu uprooting a weeping willow tree.

As the last note fell, Shen Jiayi paused and said with a smile: "Brother, you're back. I have a new dish for you to try."

"..."

The corner of Huang Zhenhua's mouth twitched, and the elf filter of Lady Shen was shattered completely.

If there was one thing that Shen Jiayi had lied to him the most over the years, it would have to be when they were together for a short time and she said that her cooking was delicious...

To be honest, Shen Jiayi is very smart and loves to learn. Especially after nourishing herself, her physical condition has improved and her brain has become smarter. Logically speaking, improving her cooking skills should be a piece of cake for her.

But for some reason, she was OK at cooking ordinary home-cooked meals, not very delicious but normal level. But as soon as she tried to cook some high-end or new dishes, the result was horrible.

Color, aroma and taste only account for color, the other two are real... weird.

Fortunately, Huang Zhenhua has a strong physique now. Food poisoning is nothing to him. Otherwise, even if he had nine lives, they would not be enough to fight for.

Now, every time the cook at home sees Shen Jiayi enter the kitchen, she feels as if she is facing a formidable enemy. Well, because one time when they were cleaning up the leftovers, they saw a dish on the table that looked good but had not been touched. Out of curiosity, she tasted it... and then vomited.

Huang Zhenhua never thought that the phrase "not getting involved in sexual activities" would actually be an advantage for Lady Shen!
But Shen Jiayi just doesn't believe in evil and always likes to break through her cooking skills. As a result, Huang Zhenhua subconsciously feels uncomfortable in his stomach whenever he hears that she has made a new dish.

Perhaps there is no such thing as a perfect person in this world. Lady Shen’s performance in other aspects is almost perfect, so it is acceptable for her to have some minor flaws in her cooking skills.

It won’t kill you anyway!

Huang Zhenhua looked at Lady Shen who was smiling and trying to make a new dish for him, and changed the subject:
"Jiayi, the music you just played was so beautiful. Why haven't I heard it before?"

Shen Jiayi wrinkled her nose, knowing that the man in front of her didn't want to eat the food she cooked. Humph, how annoying! What husband doesn't like the food his wife cooks?

But she didn't pursue the matter too much for now, and instead said, "This is a new song I heard called 'Secret'. Do you want to learn it? I'll teach you after you taste my new dish."

"Well, I've been a bit busy lately, so I'll probably study another day, haha."

"no!"

Shen Jiayi rushed over, hooked her arms around Huang Zhenhua's neck, kissed him and moved him towards the piano.

When Huang Zhenhua's vision reopened, he was already standing in front of the piano.

Even though Shen Jiayi was wearing a skirt, she hung on him without any concern for her image, with her hands hooked around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist, like a koala.

"Hey, you learn first, and then I'll cook for you. Don't worry, I will definitely cook properly this time, and let Wang Ma stand by and watch!"

Without waiting for Huang Zhenhua to speak, Shen Jiayi released her right hand and raised it up as a guarantee.

Looking at the other person's face, which sometimes smiled and sometimes looked pitiful, Huang Zhenhua sighed, hugged Shen Jiayi and sat on the stool in front of the piano.

Anyway, I’m in good health and the poison can’t kill me!

"I'm scared of you. Please teach me well. If you don't, I won't eat the food you cook."

"Got it. I will definitely teach you seriously."

After a while, pleasant piano sounds flowed out from this pair of teacher and student.

……

The next day, Shen Jiayi drove Huang Zhenhua to the art museum.

The name of the art museum is Jasmine, and the meaning is self-evident. I originally thought of naming it Huayi, but I always felt that it didn’t fit with the art museum, so I finally gave up.

"Brother, the museum will have its first exhibition in a few days, I'll bring you here to see it in advance!"

In the driver's seat, Miss Shen was wearing a graffiti short-sleeved shirt and wide-leg jeans, looking like a college girl. She also wore a pair of cool sunglasses, as if the person who played like an elf in the piano room yesterday was not her.

Huang Zhenhua, with the help of Shen Jiayi, changed his usual lavish suit style today and looked like a male college student who had delayed graduation for many years.

Well, even though he has a good physique and is even aging faster, he still hardly looks like a 20-year-old college student.

After all, he has been in society for many years, and his temperament makes it difficult for people to mistake him for a pure college student, but no one can guess that he is almost forty years old.

After arriving at the art museum, Shen Jiayi took Huang Zhenhua's arm and walked in.

The art museum is divided into five floors, three above ground and two underground, including the main exhibition hall, with a total of nine exhibition halls of different sizes.

In addition to the exhibition hall, the museum also has other multi-functional spaces that can be used for temporary exhibitions, lectures, seminars or art workshops, as well as rest areas or educational spaces.

Huang Zhenhua did not build this art museum just to please a beautiful woman. In addition to the value of the land, the profit-making ability of the art museum itself should not be underestimated.

Whether it's ticket sales, renting exhibition halls, selling cultural and creative products derived from artworks, government subsidies, etc., they all have considerable commercial value. You can even use public education classes to collect annual fees from wealthy parents in Shanghai. In short, the sooner you build, the sooner you make money.

After walking through several exhibition halls under the soft and even petal-shaped lighting ceiling lights, Huang Zhenhua asked curiously:

"Jiayi, what is the theme of your first exhibition?"

Shen Jiayi smiled mysteriously: "Secret."

"I'm here now, and you're still keeping it a secret?"

Facing Huang Zhenhua's puzzled look, Shen Jiayi chuckled and then explained:

"The theme of the exhibition is called 'Secrets'!"

"..."

Huang Zhenhua was speechless for a few seconds before he smiled strangely, "I've seen Victoria's Secret. Could this be Shen Jiayi's secret?"

Shen Jiayi was furious and pulled the man's face and said, "Don't talk nonsense! You have a head full of unhealthy thoughts!"

After rubbing the man's face for a while, Shen Jiayi finally let go and added, "Don't watch that Victoria's Secret show anymore!"

Huang Zhenhua touched his face and said sarcastically, "Why? Isn't that also art? You can't think that other people's art exhibitions are vulgar just because your own art exhibition is high-end and classy. This is unacceptable, Comrade Shen!"

"You!" Shen Jiayi was once again irritated by this bastard, as if the calm mentality she had developed from copying scriptures for many years did not exist in front of him.

After rolling her eyes, Lady Shen suddenly changed her anger into a smile and said, "Okay, I won't stop you from going to see it, but I want to go too when you go next time."

"..."

If I take you there, won’t I miss out on the second half of my happiness?
It would be better to use the money to form a Red Leaf Song and Dance Troupe!

Seeing that the man was silent and looked aggrieved, Shen Jiayi was in a good mood. She directly and rudely reached out her arm to take him to look at the exhibition, and by the way, she also explained the works to him in detail.

Because of the theme of "secret", most of the works in this exhibition have profound and mysterious elements. Many of them were rented for exhibition by Shen Jiayi who used his money skills to contact foreign collectors.

After Huang Zhenhua looked at a lot of exhibits, he suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "Jiayi, are there any of your works in this exhibition?"

He knew that Shen Jiayi had been secretly preparing sculptures in the studio, and for that reason she had never allowed him to go over and take a peek.

Out of respect for the other party, Huang Zhenhua never went to see it, but Shen Jiayi said at the beginning that her work would definitely be completed when the art museum was built.

Shen Jiayi glanced at him and smiled mysteriously again.

“It’s not in the exhibition, but it’s in the pavilion.”

"What does this mean?" Huang Zhenhua looked at the mysterious smile on the other person's face, thought for a moment and said, "You put your work in the art gallery, but you don't plan to exhibit it?"

"If you answer correctly, I'll reward you with a sweet kiss!"

Shen Jiayi stood on tiptoe and kissed him, then smiled and said, "You are worthy of being my husband. Then guess where the work is?"

Huang Zhenhua raised his eyebrows, and after a moment's silence, he said, "You built a secret room in the exhibition hall?"

Shen Jiayi looked at him in surprise and nodded, "How did you know?"

"Guessed, I'm your husband!"

In the original drama, the sister set up a secret room, so it was hard for him not to think in that direction.

But then he added: "You're not still thinking of asking me to find the secret room?"

Shen Jiayi shook her head: "That's not necessary. I didn't set up any guides, so you can't find it. Since you guessed there is a secret room, I will take you to see it."

After she finished speaking, she took Huang Zhenhua's arm and walked towards the transparent elevator.

"Which floor is it?"

"Minus two floors."

After entering the elevator, Shen Jiayi pressed the button and then leaned her head on Huang Zhenhua's shoulder, as if she was resting after being tired.

The two of them hugged each other silently while waiting for the elevator to descend, a quiet atmosphere flowing between them.

Soon, after the elevator reached the second floor below ground, Shen Jiayi took him out again and walked towards the secret room she had hidden.

After walking through the long gallery, Shen Jiayi and Huang Zhenhua stopped in front of an exhibit embedded in the wall.

The exhibit looks very much like a Möbius strip. I don’t know what material it is made of. It is silver-gray in color and embedded in the white wall.

"is it here?"

Shen Jiayi nodded, then took out a silver-gray object that looked like a symphony conductor's baton from the bag she was carrying.

Huang Zhenhua was surprised and didn't know how Shen Jiayi was going to open it.

Shen Jiayi was seen tapping rhythmically on the exhibit with the silver baton. A crisp tapping sound was heard, and Huang Zhenhua was surprised to find that the rhythm was exactly the same as the piano piece she taught him yesterday.

However, Shen Jiayi did not have to finish playing the entire piece of music. After playing only the first short section, he stopped.

"I asked my father to spend a lot of money to find someone abroad to design this door."

Shen Jiayi had a faint smile on her face, and then Huang Zhenhua saw the white wall in front of him pop out a little, then move to the right, revealing the corridor inside.

"Jiayi, this... is a bit too much!"

Huang Zhenhua was a little stunned. He even wondered if he had traveled through time again. It was like a disc.

No matter how hard he thought about it, he would never know that the door was opened this way?
If you put a piano on display like my sister did, maybe someone would open it by accident. But if it's just an exhibit, who would want to knock on it?
"Hehe, you get what you pay for. What's wrong with a girl wanting some privacy?"

Shen Jiayi glanced at him, then took his arm and walked in.

Bright lights penetrated the corridor, and Huang Zhenhua was surprised to find that both sides of the corridor were covered with paper jasmine flowers. At first glance, it looked a bit like the Jasmine Corridor that they walked through when they got married.

"Brother, doesn't this feel like we are walking through the wedding route all over again?"

Shen Jiayi spoke softly, her voice echoing in the corridor. Huang Zhenhua nodded and made a "hmm" sound through his nose.

He was held by Shen Jiayi, as if the two of them were heading towards the beginning of their fate, and also as if they were heading towards the end of everything.

The end was a door with a jasmine pattern painted on it. Shen Jiayi took out the ring that Huang Zhenhua had used to propose to her at some point, and gently put it into the strange keyhole on the door.

At this time, Huang Zhenhua couldn't help but sigh that the secret room set up by the old sister in the original drama was just a child's play compared to Concubine Shen.

After Shen Jiayi put the engagement ring into the keyhole, she heard a "click" and it turned slightly, and then the tight seam in the middle of the door opened a little.

She turned to look at Huang Zhenhua, who was full of surprise. With a faint smile on her face, she slowly pushed open the door.

"Brother, this is my secret room."

As the door was opened, the ceiling light in the secret room came on, and Shen Jiayi's voice was soft and ethereal, revealing her secret to her lover. Just like the theme of the exhibition was secrets, this was also her secret.

Huang Zhenhua walked in. The secret room was very large and empty, with only one object covered by gray cloth. This must be Shen Jiayi's sculpture.

Shen Jiayi stood beside him, looking at the work covered with gray cloth and whispered: "Brother, this is the sculpture I made. Haven't you always wanted to know what it is? You can guess."

After entering the room, Shen Jiayi had a faint smile on her face. She looked at the work in front of her with infinite tenderness in her eyes.

Huang Zhenhua didn't know why, but ever since he entered this secret room, he always felt a little nervous when facing the work in front of him whose true appearance had not yet been revealed.

It's not because of fear, but a feeling of tension, confusion, desire and many other emotions intertwined together.

This feeling was a long time ago for him, so long ago that he almost forgot it. Thinking carefully, the last time he had this feeling was when he achieved financial freedom in his previous life. At that time, he bet all his fortune. He had worked hard all the way before, and the wealth he had accumulated was just waiting for this ultimate leap. Then he would be able to roam freely in the ocean of money. He was actually confident and sure at that time, but before the dust settled, how could he not feel scared?

At this moment, Huang Zhenhua did not expect that when he faced Shen Jiayi's work covered with cloth, he would have such a complicated feeling for the first time in a long time.

He stared at it, and after a long silence, his throat became dry. Finally, he whispered, "Is it me in there?"

The sculpture covered by the cloth also looked to be of human height. At first he had joked about asking Shen Jiayi to carve an artistic action sculpture of two people. Now the size of this work and the vague outline covered by the gray cloth made it hard for him not to think that Shen Jiayi was sculpting him, Huang Zhenhua.

Shen Jiayi smiled but said nothing. She neither admitted nor denied it. After a long while, she finally spoke: "Brother, go and take the cloth off. This is the ultimate...secret."

Huang Zhenhua walked forward slowly, trying his best to calm his increasingly excited mood. He reached out and grasped the gray cloth, then looked back at Shen Jiayi. The other person was already smiling, looking at him and the work under the gray cloth tenderly.

After turning his head, Huang Zhenhua took a deep breath, suddenly clenched the gray cloth, and then slowly pulled it off, as if he was uncovering a bride's veil.

As the gray cloth was slowly pulled off, Shen Jiayi's secret work, a human-shaped sculpture as tall as a human, slowly appeared in front of Huang Zhenhua.

Huang Zhenhua was stunned after just one glance. His pupils suddenly dilated and he subconsciously held his breath. His heart, which had been beating wildly just now, seemed to have missed a beat but suddenly became steady again.

Shen Jiayi walked to his side, held his hand, and said softly:
"Brother, do you remember what I said? I used to have a dream in which you wiped my tears and said you felt guilty for not loving me well. Perhaps it was because I tried hard to see you clearly in the dream, but I couldn't see your face. I knew it was you, but I couldn't see you clearly, so I could only carve out the you in my dream."

In front of the two of them, a man held a jasmine flower in one hand and touched the flower with the other hand, as if he was caressing it, or wiping away tears.

The sculpted man did not have a clear face, but Huang Zhenhua's heart was already filled with shock, because just from the overall image and the blurry face, he could recognize that this was himself in his previous life.

"Is this... a secret?"

……

a month ago.

Shen Jiayi went to the temple in Sanxiang again. This time, she went up the mountain alone, but quickly came down and returned to the Magic City.

'What nonsense this stinky monk is talking!'

A few years ago, there was a room in the villa in Modu that was converted into a study specifically for her to copy scriptures.

There were already quite a few slips of paper with scriptures copied on them piled up in the room.

This time, she wanted to draw the lot for herself again.

Burn incense, bathe, change clothes and fast for three days.

After everything was ready, Shen Jiayi reverently took out a scripture from the pile of prepared scriptures.

At this moment, she had held her breath, and subconsciously she dared not open her peach blossom eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. Only after taking a few deep breaths did she slowly open her eyes.

'All appearances are false. If you see that all appearances are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata.'

Shen Jiayi lowered her eyes and looked at the scripture in her hand, kneeling on the ground for a long time without moving.

She had clearly prepared so many scriptures, but why was the result still the same as before?

It wasn't until she saw the wedding ring on her ring finger that she took action.

After a while, a fire started in the open space in the backyard of the villa. Shen Jiayi looked at the scene calmly.

All the scriptures she had copied over the years were burned at this moment. She whispered to herself:
"I only see my husband, not Tathagata."

……

In a blink of an eye, it is the end of the year and the Spring Festival is approaching.

In Beijing, Huang Yimei held Su Gengsheng's hand and collected New Year's goods and rushed to her brother's large flat.

Su Gengsheng was driving, and Huang Yimei was sitting in the passenger seat and talking to her.

Suddenly, a message sounded from her cell phone. Huang Yimei took it out and frowned.

"what happened?"

Seeing her frown, Su Gengsheng asked curiously.

Huang Yimei hesitated for a moment before speaking: "It was Zhuang Guodong. He sent me a message from France wishing me a happy Chinese New Year."

"It's not even the New Year yet? He wishes you a happy new year?"

Huang Yimei also shook her head helplessly. In the past few years, Zhuang Guodong had been in contact with her frequently, and she also knew that he would soon be promoted to Vice President of Golan's Asia-Pacific region and would be stationed in the country.

Huang Yimei certainly knew what the other party was thinking, but this was also what gave her a headache because she already had Su Su!
It was not until this moment that she realized how amazing it was that her brother was able to date several sisters-in-law at the same time. She couldn't learn from him, so she just held Su Su.

There's nothing she can do about it. When she and Susu are together, they always have the same feeling.

"My dear, you smell so good!"

But now someone was still determined to do something evil, and she felt helpless. After thinking about it, she decided to send a message directly to Zhuang Guodong.

Rose: Zhuang Guodong, my love and I wish you a happy new year in France too!

……

Late at night in Paris, Zhuang Guodong looked at the message on his mobile phone with a wry smile on his face.

He is not a fool. Over the years, he has been able to sense the happiness of love between the lines of the other party's words, as well as the other party's subtle warnings to him.

I’m afraid that if he harasses Rose again, we won’t even be able to be friends anymore.

"Ugh!"

Zhuang Guodong sighed deeply, turned over and hugged his fiancée Lulu who was sleeping beside him. No, not his fiancée anymore, they were already married.

After all, he is already in his thirties and almost forty, and his mother has been urging him to get married. Knowing that there is no possibility for Rose to get back together with him at the moment, he naturally cannot just wait in vain.

As an old sea king, he has dealt with so many ex-girlfriends. After choosing and choosing, he finally decided that Lulu, who was in tune with him in many aspects, was suitable for marriage.

Even if he wanted to find an overseas student or a Chinese living in France, the women he could meet would probably not be much better than his ex-girlfriend. No matter how light the home-cooked dishes were, they would probably have been stir-fried over high heat here. Instead of getting used to other flavors, it would be better to stick with the dishes he was used to.

In the original drama, Rose was pregnant, got married, had a baby, and then divorced. However, Zhuang Guodong still hasn't let it go and seems like he's still waiting for her. It can only be said that this is the filter that the female audience has for the domineering president.

After so many years, according to the timeline of the original drama, Zhuang Guodong is at least 40 years old. The most likely possibility is that this old sea king has been married and divorced like Rose, or it’s not even certain whether he is divorced or not!
Is he still a non-marriageist?
But in today's world... Zhuang Guodong sighed deeply again late at night. He lost the girl who once had eyes only for him.

Well, this is also what a scumbag often says when he wants to get back with his girlfriend but can't.

……

In Beijing, Huang Yimei showed the message on her mobile phone to Su Gengsheng before putting it away.

"How about it, you're not jealous anymore?"

Huang Yimei said with a smile, and Su Gengsheng curled his lips, trying to deny that he was jealous, but the words came out of his mouth: "By the way, where is Fang Xiewen? Hasn't he contacted you recently?"

Huang Yimei frowned slightly when she heard this, then shook her head.

The photo that Fang Xiewen sent her was the photo of her and Fu Jiaming's record player at the Magic City Art Exhibition. She didn't expect that it would end up in Fang Xiewen's hands.

Moreover, in Fang Xiewen's letter, in addition to the thousands of words he wrote about his feelings for Rose over the years, he also said that the stolen photo was a testimony to their fate.

God knows how speechless Huang Yimei was at that moment. She had originally had a good impression of the senior, but she ended up making this stolen photo so romantic and even saying it was a testimony of their fate...

If this can be considered fate, then it should be the fate between her and Fu Jiaming, right?
Moreover, why does Huang Yimei feel that Fang Xiewen's behavior is a bit like that of the Peninsula Country?
Uh... Fang Xiewen’s hometown is at the junction of the Northeast and the Peninsula, so if you calculate it this way... it’s not too far.

In short, after reading the letter and photos, Huang Yimei felt nothing about Xiewen's confession, and even felt a little disgusted.

It’s a pity that WeChat had not yet appeared in those days, otherwise, faced with this long text, she would definitely send the other party a red envelope and write two words on it - royalties.

Afterwards, Huang Yimei called Fang Xiewen directly. She didn't scold him, but just pointed out the origin of the photo. Fang Xiewen was so ashamed that he couldn't even say that he was suffering from alcohol poisoning to act pitiful. What made him even more uncomfortable was that Huang Yimei said she wanted to sell her shares in her company because Fang Xiewen had the right of first refusal.

"Rose, are you trying to draw a line between you and me?"

Although Fang Xiewen was indeed tempted by the shares in Huang Yimei's hands, he also did not want to draw a clear line between himself and Rose.

Huang Yimei didn't say that she would draw a line directly because of this kind of thing, but she felt that there was no need for her to hold so many shares. Moreover, after the company was acquired by Tianlangxing, her status as a shareholder was very embarrassing because she was the eldest princess of Hongye Capital and didn't want to influence her brother's decision.

Another point is that she also knew at that time that Fang Xiewen and Lin Hao had quarreled and parted ways. What needs to be known is that when Fang Xiewen was persuading Rose to agree to sell the company to Tianlangxing, he avoided the main point and did not say that his doing so would lead to large-scale layoffs and loss of a lot of control. Otherwise, Rose would probably not agree to his mercenary behavior.

When Rose asked Huang Zhenhua, Huang Zhenhua did not explain in detail, but just said that she could agree to Fang Xiewen's merger and acquisition agreement.

So, at this time, Huang Yimei actually felt some resentment in her heart.

In the end, Fang Xiewen could only promise to buy back Rose's shares with a smile and tears in his eyes. There was no other way. Although he was reluctant, the shares were really good. Originally, he did not have enough say in the company after the merger. Now that he got Huang Yime's shares, he felt more confident in Tianlangxing.

But before hanging up the phone, he still asked: "Rose, are we still friends?"

"Of course!"

Huang Yimei said so, but she added in her heart: "Only if you don't harass me anymore."

On the other side, Fang Xiewen, after hanging up the phone, fainted again due to the emotional excitement as he was already very weak after waking up from alcohol poisoning.

It is worth mentioning that after Huang Yimei received the money from the share repurchase, she found Lin Hao again, and with her brother’s nod, she invested the money into Lin Hao’s new company.

His elder brother was willing to help him realize his dream, and she, Huang Yimei, was also willing to help him, as an apology for her mistaken trust in Fang Xiewen, which led to his departure and the dismissal of those old employees.

Many employees of Lin Hao's company were fired by Fang Xiewen. Some of them followed Lin Hao because they had the same dream as him, and some were simply fired when Fang Xiewen's company was adjusted after being acquired. But what is the same is that they all held a grudge.

At least now many people in the Internet industry already know about the feud between Lin Hao and Fang Xiewen, and the two companies are in a state of hostility.

Someone once told Lin Hao that many people called him and Fang Xiewen the twin stars of the Internet rookie world, and Lin Hao said very impolitely:
"I, Xiao Feng, am a great man, but I am as famous as you, Fang Murong!"

And if someone mentioned Lin Hao in front of Fang Xiewen and asked him if he had seen him recently, he would just say indifferently:
"I have seen it, many years ago!"

When he first entered university, when others mentioned Lin Hao in front of him, he would smile and say that the other person was very handsome and was only eighteen years old this year!
But now, there is only sighing between them, and the occasional verbal battles on social media are ultimately blocked.

The funniest thing is that when Lin Hao’s high-quality question-and-answer community was first launched, it was invitation-only. The people invited in the early stages were all Internet bigwigs, and Huang Zhenhua was also invited to join in to show his support. But then, some guy who liked to watch the fun secretly invited Fang Xiewen in as well, and then... the community became even more lively.

In short, people’s conclusion about the feud between these two people is: they are not worthy of being confidants, and they do not deserve to have an ending.

……

In Beijing, Su Gengsheng parked his car downstairs of Huang Zhenhua's house.

Huang Yimei was just about to get out of the car with Su Gengsheng when her cell phone rang again.

In the twelfth lunar month, snowflakes as big as cotton wool were floating in the sky. Huang Yimei took out her cell phone and looked at it. Then she said helplessly to Su Gengsheng, "It's Fang Xiewen."

"..."

Su Gengsheng parked the car, leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and looked at the other person leisurely.

Huang Yimei pursed her lips and answered the "call" from this friend whom she hadn't contacted for some time.

"Rose, you... I haven't contacted you for a long time. The New Year is coming soon. Are you doing well?"

Fang Xiewen's hesitant voice came from the other side. Huang Yimei and Su Gengsheng looked at each other and said to the phone:
"I'm fine. Chinese New Year is coming soon. I wish you a happy new year!"

"Well, okay, that's good, and I wish you a happy new year too!" Fang Xiewen's tone was a little excited. Although he is now a domineering boss, he still can't forget the woman who made his heart beat for the first time. He even changed his car to an Audi Horch.

However, Huang Yimei's next words made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

"Don't call like this anymore. I'm afraid my partner will misunderstand me!"

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Huang Yimei smiled and said to Su Gengsheng: "How is it? This is all right now!"

"It's alright! Let's go!"

……

New Year's Eve.

Everything at Huang Zhenhua's house was the same as usual. He brought Shen Jiayi and Bai Xiaohe, Huang Yime brought Su Gengsheng, and Huang's father and mother had the New Year's Eve dinner together.

The two elders are now happy when they look at their two daughters-in-law. After all these years of getting along with each other, they have completely accepted this situation.

It’s good to have two daughters-in-law. It will be even more lively if Rose brings them a son-in-law later.

At the New Year's Eve dinner, Huang's mother also expressed her earnest hope to Rose, saying that she was already thirty years old, and if she didn't get married, no one would want her.

Perhaps it is because it has become a good tradition for the Huang brothers and sisters to give the two elders a whole life during the Chinese New Year. After a few years of silence, this year the two elders of the Huang family will once again recall the fear they felt when they were dominated by the explosive news.

After Huang Yimei exchanged a glance with her elder brother, she pulled Su Gengsheng up and blocked the two elders' view of the Spring Festival Gala skit.

Then, amid the doubts of the two elders, the laughter of her brother that could hardly be suppressed, the strange looks of her two sisters-in-law, and Su Gengsheng's shy face, she said those words:

"Dad, Mom, Susu and I are having an affair!"

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