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

"Aren't you going back yet?"

Shi Ying was enjoying her hot milk tea when she heard an unexpected sound, which almost made her choke.

"Cough cough cough..."

Shang Yu instinctively reached out to pat her, but another hand moved faster and stroked her back.

Shang Chenyan walked over expressionlessly and patted her back naturally: "Drink slowly."

Shi Ying swallowed the red bean in her mouth and hurriedly stood up: "President Shang, what brings you here?"

Shang Chenyan held out his wrist, which was wearing a watch, to her: "What time is it?"

"2:30..."

It's time to start work in the afternoon.

Shi Ying pouted. Wasn't she supposed to be looking after his child? She thought she could spend the afternoon playing with Shang Nian and wouldn't need to go back to her office.

Shang Yu, watching the drama unfold, said, "Uncle, you really know how to exploit people."

Shang Chenyan glanced at him and said coldly, "What day is it today? You're neither at school nor at the company. Since you're so free, go on a business trip tomorrow."

Although it was his own nephew, he couldn't control himself; feelings of disgust, jealousy, and irritation were rising within him.

Shang Yu laid out his hands in surrender: "I was wrong, I'll go back to school right now."

Before Shi Ying could say another word to him, Shang Yu ran off as if his feet were greased.

It seems he is really afraid of his uncle, Shang Chenyan.

This must be bloodline suppression.

As soon as Shang Yu left, the scene seemed to fall silent.

Shi Ying looked down at Shang Nian as if seeking help, and Shang Nian immediately reached out and tugged at Shang Chenyan's trouser leg.

The man knelt down and picked the person up: "What were you playing just now?"

Since Shang Nian couldn't speak, he must be asking himself a question.

Shi Ying said, "Niannian just played football with the other kids in the park for a while."

"So how did you two meet?"

Shi Ying paused for a moment, realizing he was probably asking Shang Yu, "I just bumped into him by chance, I don't know how he ended up here."

She looked down, fiddling with the hem of her dress, and tentatively asked, "Is President Shang really going to send him on a business trip?"

Does that mean she can only contact Shang Yu via her phone?

Shang Chenyan suddenly stopped. Shi Ying, who was following behind him, couldn't stop in time and bumped into his broad back.

She took a few steps back, touched her aching nose, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

Shang Chenyan turned around, his thin lips pressed tightly together, a wave of bitterness washing over him: "You don't want him to go on that business trip? You like him?"

"No, no, no!" Shi Ying waved her hands in fright. She was just doing a mission and would never have any real feelings for the mission target.

Although this world is incredibly realistic, in Shi Ying's subconscious, everything here, every person and every object, is merely a fabrication created by data.

Who would fall in love with a fake person?

"What I meant to say was that Niannian and I got a little cold after playing for a while, so he went to buy us milk tea. Come to think of it, we took up his time..."

The man looked at her silently, and Shi Ying's voice trailed off: "Anyway... it wasn't his fault..."

Shang Chenyan felt his teeth were aching.

*

Meng family.

As soon as Meng Shuyan got up, the butler came in and said, "Miss, Miss Xia has been waiting for you downstairs for a long time."

She sat at the dressing table, combing her hair impatiently: "What's she doing here again?"

The butler shook his head: "When I asked her, she wouldn't say anything, only that she wanted to wait for you to get up, Miss."

"Let her wait."

Meng Shuyan was very irritable and didn't want to see anyone.

Because of what happened last time, the family company almost went bankrupt recently. Her father scolds her every night when he comes home. She wanted to ask Cheng Suyun for help, but that old woman has no opinion of her own and can't make decisions for Shang Chenyan at all.

She's been so annoyed lately that she doesn't even have the energy to try and please that old woman anymore.

After carefully choosing his clothes, Meng Shuyan slowly went downstairs.

Xia Qian sat on the sofa, wearing sunglasses indoors, her fingers crumpling the hem of her clothes.

"Shuyan!" Upon seeing the person who arrived, Xia Qian hurriedly stood up and took off her sunglasses to look in the direction of the stairs.

As Meng Shuyan approached, she noticed that her eyes were severely swollen and red, almost squinting into slits.

"What are you doing here?"

Meng Shuyan sat down on the sofa, and Xia Qian hurriedly grabbed her arm: "Shuyan, you have to help me! That madman Shang Chenyan has bankrupted my family. My dad is begging people everywhere to raise funds, but no one is willing to lend us money."

Xia Qian's family owns a small company and is not even in the same circle as Meng Shuyan. Meng Shuyan only treats her like a lackey and has no intention of really helping her.

"What can I do?" Just as she was about to refuse, Meng Shuyan paused, "However, you could try to ask him for help."

"Beg him?" Xia Qian frowned. "Don't joke around. I can't even see him, how can I beg him?"

Meng Shuyan poured herself a glass of water, tracing the rim with her fingers: "Then why don't you find a way to make him come see you? If you have some leverage over him, or if you have someone important in your hands, wouldn't he come to see you?"

Xia Qian rolled her eyes and narrowed them.

At this moment, Meng Shuyan added, "The woman we met last time, I heard she's Shang Chenyan's secretary. I wonder what kind of shady relationship she has with Shang Chenyan that would allow her to instigate him to deal with us."

She held Xia Qian's hand and said, "It's really not that I don't want to lend you money. My situation isn't any better than yours. My dad is overwhelmed with problems all the time and has even suspended my credit cards."

"Here's what we'll do. There are tens of thousands of yuan in this card. Take it and use it if you need it." Meng Shuyan took a card out of her bag and handed it to her.

Xia Qian was deeply moved: "Thank you, Shuyan, I know what to do now."

"Oh, I was just saying, don't be too impulsive."

Xia Qian wouldn't listen to anything anymore. If her family really went bankrupt because of her, her father would beat her to death.

Watching Xia Qian leave in a hurry, Meng Shuyan leaned back on the sofa and smiled leisurely.

*

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Shi Ying stayed with Shang Chenyan until this late, and she was so sleepy that she could only yawn.

But when she returned in the afternoon, she could clearly sense that the man beside her seemed to be in a bad mood. He had someone send Shang Nian back, and he hardly spoke to her at all that afternoon.

Shi Ying secretly rolled her eyes; it was hard to guess what the old man was thinking.

"I'm gone."

Just as she was silently complaining, Shang Chenyan tapped the table with his finger: "It's getting late, I'll take you home."

"No need, I can go back by myself." Shi Ying quickly grabbed her coat and bag and followed.

"It's too late. You've worked so long today. I'll only feel at ease after I take you home."

Shi Ying secretly looked up at him under the moonlight in the corridor. The man's expression was still indifferent, but his tone was much gentler.

"Well... thank you, Mr. Shang."

He got into his car again, and the black Maybach drove silently along the road. Half an hour later, they arrived at Shi Ying's place.

Shang Chenyan parked the car on the side of the road, and Shi Ying waved to him with a smile: "Thank you, President Shang. You should get some rest too."

"Um."

Shang Chenyan watched her enter the residential area, and even after her figure disappeared from sight, he was still reluctant to leave.

When Shang Yu was mentioned today, he could sense that Shi Ying really wanted to get closer to him.

But there was no affection in her eyes.

He had seen what it was like for her to love someone; her eyes shone with starlight, as if that person was her everything.

So, what exactly does she want to do?

After thinking for a long time without any clue, Shang Chenyan was about to start the car and leave when he saw a man helping a disoriented woman out of the residential area and walking towards a car parked under a tree.

Shang Chenyan narrowed his eyes. The woman's face was obscured, but her clothing...

Shi Ying!