You're my wife, don't doubt it!

"Xiao Yao, you know about Miwei Group, right?" Zhao Xiaomei asked after hearing this.

“Of course I know, Shen Jie is the eldest daughter of the Miwei Group,” Xiao Yao said.

"It might not be easy to find out where the president lives," Zhao Xiaomei said meaningfully, "but the president still has to go to work, right? Surely you can find out where the headquarters of Miwei Group is?"

"You mean..." Xiao Yao said hesitantly.

"Didn't Xiao Yao say he wanted to have an open and honest talk with the young lady's father?" Zhao Xiaomei said, "What if we could catch him there? Then we could act like a man and bravely take the plunge. Whether we succeed or fail, it would be a responsible act, right?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Yao pondered.

"This is also what many netizens expect from Xiao Yao—a brave warrior who charges forward for love."

"You onlookers even wrote the script for me?" Xiao Yao was taken aback.

“If you feel that you have no chance of winning in a direct confrontation, there is another way: secretly follow the president to his house, and then you’ll have his address,” Zhao Xiaomei said.

Hmm... I did think of that method earlier.

"But why are you so eager to give me advice?" Xiao Yao said, "I thought you would be happy for me to break up with him."

"Nobody thinks you and Shen Jie's father can achieve anything positive. Meeting in public at least means he won't resort to violence. Xiaomei wants you to settle things once and for all, maybe that will calm you down?" Zhao Xiaomei laughed. "Once you realize the distance between you and the beautiful daffodils blooming in the water, perhaps the wild lilies will have their spring."

“Naruhodo,” Xiao Yao said.

This logic sounds reasonable.

The two chatted for a while longer, and Zhao Xiaomei invited Xiao Yao to stop his fussing and come visit her in another city, promising to "keep him company."

Xiao Yao chuckled and said "I'll definitely do it next time," politely and kindly bidding farewell to Zhao Xiaomei before hanging up the phone. His loneliness was somewhat relieved.

Seeing that it was still early and the night was still long, and clearly unable to fall asleep, Xiao Yao tossed and turned in bed for more than ten minutes, his eyes filled with images of Shen Jie.

Shen Jie, Shen Jie...

He could almost see her, wearing red headphones, sitting in the car, her eyes closed, her little head bobbing back and forth, while he was desperately banging on the car window and shouting, but he couldn't get her attention no matter what he did.

The big ones are being kidnapped, and the little ones, who would have made a fuss earlier or later, are deliberately causing trouble now. They really know how to pick their timing.

The pressure and anxiety that had been slightly calmed down by Zhao Xiaomei began to swell again. Xiao Yao jumped up, got out of bed, and simply called Ouyang Qianqian again, taking a taxi to Hengshan Road to find her.

The club was called BabyFace, and this was Xiao Yao's first time clubbing, though I won't go into details here. He met a bunch of Ouyang Qianqian's cronies, drank a lot of liquor with ice, and danced wildly.

Yu Luying made several calls before Xiao Yao finally answered.

"What are you doing? You're making me feel terrible. Come back here, I'll come downstairs and take a walk with you, okay?" The girl was a little agitated.

After declining Yu Luying's offer and saying goodbye to Ouyang and her friends, Xiao Yao took a taxi home.

To be fair and objective, Xiao Yao went to the disco to release some of his pent-up stress, not to deliberately tease Yu Luying. Otherwise, he wouldn't have obediently gone home after just one phone call. But at this moment, he inexplicably felt a faint sense of pleasure.

He almost vomited in the car, but he was still vaguely aware that he was afraid Yu Luying would vomit on her mother, so he forced himself to hold it in, sent Yu Luying a goodnight message when he got home, and went to sleep.

I woke up and sat on the bed feeling inexplicably melancholy for a long time, staring blankly for a while before finally remembering to check my phone.

Yes, Not Bad.

In short, there were zero new text messages and zero new QQ messages, as if I had been forgotten in some corner of the world.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Cook for my mom—it's almost noon, you're not just getting up now, are you?"

"It's almost noon—well, never mind, you've been up for a long time?"

"It's been quite a while, hasn't it?"

"Oh, so what do you do when you get up?"

"I've been busy until now. First, I made breakfast for my mom, and then I cleaned the whole house inside and out. It's been so long since I cleaned, it took me ages," Yu Luying said casually. "Then I went out to buy some vegetables, and when I came back I washed and prepared them. Now I've just started cooking them—oh dear, I can't tell you now, the oil just splattered everywhere."

Indeed, Xiao Yao smelled the cooking fumes and felt a stinging pain in his arm.

He hung up the phone and typed in his QQ app, "Aren't you even going to ask me what I'm going to do today?"

I thought about it and decided to delete it and change it to "I sent you a goodnight message last night, but you haven't replied yet, and you didn't tell me anything this morning."

After I finished washing up and getting dressed, I received a reply saying, "Okay, I understand. I'll be more careful next time."

Just as I was about to head out to "Fujian Qianlixiang Wonton" to grab some peanut sauce and mustard green and pork wontons to tide me over, Yu Lihua called again.

"Ahem, Xiao Xiao," Yu Lihua's voice was kind but tinged with weariness, "Have you had lunch?"

"Ah~ Auntie, I haven't eaten yet."

"Come have lunch," Yu Lihua said, then hung up the phone without allowing any room for argument.

There's nothing like a mother's love in the world; a child with a mother is a treasure. Where can happiness be found if you leave your mother's embrace?

So, on the third day after returning to Shanghai, Xiao Yao finally saw Yu Luying again, who was wearing pajamas.

The girl avoided his gaze, refusing to meet his eyes, and silently served rice for the three of them.

"Thank you," Xiao Yao said politely, bowing.

“Xiao Xiao,” Yu Lihua said, “you’re here, so why bring fruit? It’s like you’re a guest in a foreign land. You don’t need so much at home—”

“Ah~ Auntie, I heard you were sick yesterday, so I bought some fruit,” Xiao Yao explained. “I wanted to come see you all day yesterday, but you told me to go to class first while you were at the hospital. Later, I wanted to come to your house, but Yingying kept saying you were sleeping…”

“Why go to the hospital? It’s just a minor ailment like a headache and fever—” Yu Lihua said, “Oh, I meant we shouldn’t go to the hospital, but this child insists on taking me. Honestly, I could just take some medicine myself…”

As she spoke, Yu Lihua glared at Yu Luying.

Xiao Yao sensed something was amiss, but decided to continue playing dumb. He had intended to joke, "Yeah, given your profession, going to the hospital on vacation is like working overtime for free," but then he remembered that the doctor wasn't on duty, so he kept quiet.

During the meal, Yu Lihua kept piling food onto Xiao Yaoqiong's plate, to the point that Yu Luying couldn't help but say, "Mom, let him serve himself."

Yu Lihua said "okay, okay," but her hands still clamped the needles.

Ah, the greatness of maternal love.

Xiao Yao gradually went from feeling uncomfortable, wary, and awkward to accepting it, and then from accepting it to becoming greedy and addicted to it. Thinking about it carefully, it only took a little over half a month.

Thinking about it carefully, it's still a bit strange, but it also feels pretty good.

After the meal, Xiao Yao bid farewell to the Yu mother and daughter and went to Canhua Internet Cafe on his own. He had originally wanted to ask Yu Luying to come along, but then he thought that even if the girl hadn't been acting strangely these past few days, it wouldn't be appropriate to involve her in something like finding Shen Jie, so he gave up the idea.

Xiao Yao learned from a search at Canhua Internet Cafe that Miwei Group had about two locations in Shanghai: one was Miwei Building, located in the Nanjing West Road business district, and the other was the Miwei Group headquarters, located on Hongsong West Road, in the Minhang District.

Then there is the Miwei Grand Hotel.

Xiao Yao tossed a coin; it landed on a chrysanthemum. He then checked the bus and subway routes and headed towards Hongsong West Road.

The sun was blazing, and public transportation to Minxing was very inconvenient. On the way, Xiao Yao cursed himself for being so foolish as to listen to Zhao Xiaomei's bad idea.

Regardless of whether Shen Jie's father went to work today or whether he went to one of the two locations, even if he was there and I guessed the location correctly, it's hard to say how many hidden front and back entrances there are in such a large company, or even... the president's private passage?

Even if you manage to corner him and recognize him, what's the next step?

Option A is to go directly up and start a conversation, but what should you say? What should you say to have a chance of winning over your future father-in-law?

After thinking it over, Xiao Yao realized that saying things like "Uncle, we truly love each other" and "Uncle, I will try my best to make her happy" was probably useless.

Perhaps the only way is to tell him the truth about the time portal and his future daughter.

In this way, I might be able to make a promise to use future information gaps to help my father-in-law do business, that is, to demonstrate my core value.

That way, he won't be so hung up on that damn Zhang Zhengkai anymore.

However, putting aside whether it's wise for him to reveal the secret in this way—first of all, he'd be unlikely to believe it.

A CEO of that level would definitely have a certain level of security personnel around him, and he would most likely leave without listening to his orders.

Perhaps upon seeing himself, he would think, "Well, you're the one who dared to steal the cabbage I planted. I haven't even come looking for you yet, and you've already delivered yourself to my doorstep," and then order his men to sink him into the Yellow River.

Uh... that's a bit of an overactive imagination.

As expected, it was still plan B – go home with him first, and don't alert him.

Although it's a bit sneaky and doesn't align with chivalry, from any perspective, it would be a more prudent, safe, and wise strategy.

However, I don't have a car. If I keep calling a taxi on standby, the expenses will be huge. What if I wait until I see Mr. Shen to call a taxi, and then I can't get one?

Well, even though I know the hope is slim, just taking action can offset a lot of anxiety.

Let's keep going and see.

With these random thoughts running through his mind, Xiao Yao approached the headquarters of the Miwei Group.

Chapter 231 Infiltrating the US Headquarters

2023-06-13

The headquarters of the Miwei Group is located in a six-story building—no, the entire building belongs to the Miwei Group—situated in front of a spacious courtyard. While not particularly tall, the building is quite imposing, featuring a modern and technologically advanced facade constructed of high-end glass curtain walls and metal materials. The building is dignified and refined, showcasing the strength and prestige of the Miwei Group.

This yard is somewhat similar to a school playground, but it lacks a running track and basketball hoops. A tall wall surrounds the yard, isolating it from the outside world.

Outside the courtyard was a small asphalt road called "Hongsong West Road". After arriving, Xiao Yao lingered on this small road.

It was midday, and the scorching sun beat down relentlessly. Due to the angle of the sunlight, there wasn't a single ray of shade on the road where Xiao Yao was standing. He felt the intense heat of the sun burning his skin, and sweat dripped continuously from his forehead, soaking his clothes.

He felt his cheeks burning and his throat dry, as if he were enveloped in the flames of the sun.

He began to regret not bringing a sun hat or a parasol, but it was too late.

In the sweltering heat, he stood to the side, gazing at the entrance to the main gate, keeping an eye on Shen Hongsheng's figure, and trying his best to conceal his presence.