Five years after my wife's death, she came back!

It didn't rain on the way back, so the journey took less time than the way there.

When they got home, before the car had even come to a complete stop, Shang Nian, a tiny bundle of a child, rushed out, and Pei Yanchuan couldn't stop her even when he called after her.

"Mother!"

Shang Nian ran out in her little yellow duck slippers and immediately jumped into Shi Ying's arms.

Shi Ying had been traveling all day, and with all the fooling around last night, she was sore all over and almost fell over by her.

Shang Chenyan quickly grabbed Shang Nian by the back of the neck: "Stand still, Mommy is sick and can't carry you."

Shang Nian obediently took two steps back, tilted her head back, and grabbed Shi Ying's hand: "Mom, please go inside and sit down."

"Okay, why is our Niannian so well-behaved?" Shi Ying bent down and kissed her before leading her into the house.

The living room looks different now.

Shi Ying stood by the door when a soft, squishy thing crawled over to her feet, its claws hooking and tugging at her trouser leg.

Shang Nian excitedly pointed inside: "Mom, this is what I decorated for Qiuqiu."

A cat tree-like climbing frame has appeared next to the sofa, and the table has been pushed aside, replaced by a rocking chair for the kitten.

The original empty wall on the right has been transformed into a full-wall cat tree, for Qiuqiu to use as a parkourer when she grows up.

Several pet toys were scattered on the ground.

Shang Chenyan followed him in, then glanced at Pei Yanchuan and asked, "Did you do this?"

Pei Yanchuan said proudly, "Of course, they are all handmade."

Shang Chenyan: "...You should go back now."

Because of this cat tree, his English castle-style villa became an oddity.

Shi Ying was both amused and exasperated. She asked Shang Nian, "Are you going to keep Qiuqiu in the living room? But there are usually a lot of people in the living room, and there are also a lot of things there. If guests come here, Qiuqiu will be scared."

Shang Nian thought for a moment, then asked dejectedly, "Then where should we keep it?"

Shi Ying looked at Shang Chenyan: "How about we renovate my old bedroom and turn it into Qiuqiu's bedroom?"

Shang Chenyan agreed, so that no matter what happened in the future, Shi Ying would only be able to sleep with him.

Just do it.

Shang Chenyan couldn't stand the mess of things piled up in the living room, so he ordered Pei Yanchuan to dismantle the cat tree and move it upstairs.

Pei Yanchuan let out a wail and quickly slipped away while the two were busy.

Second floor guest bedroom.

Shang Chenyan rolled up his sleeves, revealing a section of his smoothly sculpted arm. He was installing a mounting plate on the wall. As he raised his hand, his white shirt clung tightly to his waist, revealing his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

Shi Ying sat on the carpet tidying up her toys, glancing up at them casually, then glancing up again.

A few more glances and I couldn't help but imagine what he would look like with his clothes off that night.

Shi Ying blushed at the thought of all this nonsense in her head and quickly lowered her head to continue tidying up the toys.

Shang Nian sat down to groom the kitten and suddenly asked, "Mommy, your face is so red."

Shang Chenyan turned around, and Shi Ying's face turned even redder: "Mom has a cold and fever, that's why her face is red."

The man chuckled almost inaudibly: "Do you need me to treat you later?"

Shi Ying threw the fishbone toy in her hand at him.

Qiuqiu thought she was playing with her, so she jumped out of Shang Nian's arms and pounced on Shang Chenyan's legs, biting a fish bone.

It lay on the ground, its four legs kicking back and forth while holding the toy.

After a busy afternoon, it wasn't until dark that Shang Chenyan finished decorating Qiuqiu's room.

Shi Ying originally wanted him to rest and finish it tomorrow, but Shang Chenyan doesn't like to do things halfway and insisted on finishing it all today.

Exhausted from the day, Shi Ying ate dinner, took a shower, and went to bed.

In her dazed state, a warm source came close, and she naturally turned over and buried her head in the man's arms.

A good night's sleep.

*

Shang Group.

Shang Chenyan arrived early because he had been away on a business trip for a few days and had some work piled up.

He looked at the empty office and still felt a little uncomfortable.

Sometimes he really wanted Shi Ying to continue being his secretary, so they could work together during the day and go home to sleep together at night—how perfect that would be!

But Shi Ying was definitely not happy about it.

Shang Chenyan sighed and forced himself to get into work mode.

But shortly after arriving at the office, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Cheng Ting walked in with a young woman.

"President Shang, it's like this, after Shi Ying left, a position in the secretariat became vacant. I consulted Secretary Jiang, and he had the personnel department recruit someone new according to regulations. This is the new employee, Xiao Tang, Tang Huan."

Shang Chenyan looked up and saw that Jiang Wen was in charge of vetting all the people recruited by the secretariat. He nodded and said, "Understood. Let Jiang Wen handle the work-related matters."

"Okay." Cheng Ting hesitated for a moment, then asked, "President Shang, Shi Ying has been working by your side before. Should Tang Huan also be assigned to work by your side?"

Shang Chenyan put down his pen and calmly looked at him: "Is this something you should be concerned with?"

Cheng Ting is also a veteran in the company, but in the secretariat, only Jiang Wen is responsible for handling more private work by her side, while the others are only responsible for relaying work arrangements between superiors and subordinates.

Cheng Ting's extra question made Shang Chenyan feel that she hadn't been thinking clearly lately.

Actually, during the time Shi Ying arrived, he could also sense that Cheng Ting was restless. After working for so many years, it was only natural for her to feel dissatisfied with a new employee who directly surpassed her. As long as she didn't do anything outrageous, Shang Chenyan turned a blind eye to the old employee.

Cheng Ting realized she had overstepped her bounds and quickly said, "I'm sorry, President Shang, I was just being nosy."

"I will make proper arrangements for Tang Huan's work."

"Go out."

As Tang Huan walked out of the office, she patted her chest and said, "President Shang looks really fierce."

Cheng Ting glanced at her. Tang Huan had just graduated with a master's degree from abroad. She was young and beautiful, and was the same type of person as Shi Ying.

She wasn't too happy about it, but she didn't show any expression on her face: "President Shang is quite strict, so just do your job well in the future."

"I know, Sister Cheng Ting."

After arranging things for Tang Huan, Cheng Ting went to do her own thing. She was busy all morning, but the work was not yet finished. She took advantage of everyone's lunch break to come back and continue working on it.

Just as Cheng Ting was about to go to the break room to make a cup of coffee, she heard Shang Chenyan's voice while standing outside.

He appears to be on the phone.

Inside the tea room, Shang Chenyan was brewing tea, with his phone on speakerphone on the glass counter.

Shi Ying's voice came from the other end:

"Can't I check up on you? I just finished lunch with Niannian. What do you want to eat for dinner? I'm going to the supermarket with Aunt Zhang later."

Shang Chenyan took the hot water and said, "Anything is fine. Make whatever you want to eat."

Cheng Ting immediately recognized Shi Ying's voice.

She gave a disdainful sneer. Calling to check up on him during work hours, keeping such a close eye on President Shang.

Indeed, after all, they are not from the same social class, and she was afraid that she would lose her position as Mrs. Shang.