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

The spring rain continued, shrouding the entire city in a curtain of rain. Shi Ying finally managed to hail a taxi and arrived at Lushan Stadium.

When we followed the staff into the conference room, it was already filled with many people.

Shang Yu waved to her.

Shi Ying didn't recognize any of these people, so she quickly lowered her head and ran to sit down next to Shang Yu.

Before bidding, the project manager organized a meeting to review the tender documents. The dense data was projected onto a large screen, which was uncomfortable for people's eyes.

"Is it necessary for me to attend a meeting of this level?" Shi Ying asked the person next to her in a low voice as she listened to the report.

Shang Yu pointed to a stack of documents in front of him with his pen: "My uncle said before that all project members must attend every meeting."

He leaned closer and whispered, "My uncle is the kind of person who strives for perfection in everything he does; he's incredibly rigid."

Shi Ying nodded in agreement. During her stay at Shang Chenyan's house, she found that this person was frighteningly self-disciplined.

Moreover, he seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder; things in the house must be placed in specific locations. Once, when she was watching TV, she felt that the vase on the table was blocking her view, so she moved it. However, the next day when she went downstairs, she found that the vase had been moved back.

This person must have severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Shi Ying had only been involved in the project for a short time, and she couldn't understand what was being said in the report. She could only keep taking notes and flipping through the documents.

She was sitting directly opposite a window, which wasn't closed properly, and a cold draft kept blowing in.

Shi Ying glanced at the people around her, all of whom were listening attentively. She felt too embarrassed to get up and close the window herself, so she could only endure it.

When the meeting ended, she felt not only cold all over, but also like her head was about to explode.

"Let's go, I'll take you home." Shang Yu found her dejected look somewhat amusing. "You could have just listened casually, why are you taking it so seriously like a primary school student taking notes?"

Shi Ying said listlessly, "I'm afraid that one day the CEO will suddenly do a spot check and I'll be scolded to death if I can't answer."

Shang Yu agreed: "He is very fierce."

He keeps trying to send me to Africa; I don't know what I did to offend him.

It was a rainy day, and it was almost dark outside at six o'clock. Shi Ying stood by the lobby door waiting for Shang Yu to drive the car over.

I don't know if it's because she was exposed to the cold wind for two hours, but her nose was a little stuffy and her throat was itchy.

"Achoo!"

When the phone rang, Shi Ying couldn't help but sneeze.

She took out her phone and saw that it was a call from Shang Chenyan.

Could they really be here for a spot check?

Shi Ying spent half a minute mentally preparing herself before answering the call.

"Still on the court?"

Shi Ying hummed in agreement, then added, "The meeting is over, and I'm about to go home."

Sitting in his office, watching the neon lights gradually illuminate the area outside, Shang Chenyan couldn't help but light a cigarette: "Lushan is too remote. You don't need to follow up on this project anymore."

Shi Ying exclaimed in surprise, "Did I do something wrong?"

Shang Chenyan choked for a moment, then explained, "No, it's just that Lushan Stadium is too far away. If it ends too late one day, it's inconvenient for you, a girl, to be alone."

He sensed the disappointment in Shi Ying's tone, and his fingers tightened around the cigarette: "You really want to continue participating in this project?"

Why? Because of Shang Yu?

Shi Ying shook her head, then, remembering that he was blind, said, "It's not that, it's just that I've been here for so long, and it seems like I haven't really accomplished anything properly..."

Upon hearing this reason, Shang Chenyan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"The company has many projects. I'll have Jiang Wen arrange for you to do other things when you come back."

"Okay." Shi Ying didn't hesitate.

After saying a few words, she felt her throat getting even itchier and couldn't help but cough twice.

Shang Chenyan, on the other end of the phone, sat up straight instinctively: "You have a cold?"

Shi Ying sniffed: "It seems a little. It's a bit cold today because of the rain. I'll take some medicine when I get back and I'll be fine."

"You just moved? Do you have any medicine at home?"

Shi Ying pouted. She wasn't a child. If she didn't have the medicine, she could just go buy it.

"Yes, yes, don't worry about it." Seeing Shang Yu drive over, Shi Ying quickly said, "Is there anything else? The car's here, I'm going back now."

"It's okay, go home early, and remember to take your medicine."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Ying wondered if Shang Chenyan had gotten used to being a father and was giving her instructions like a child.

At 8 p.m., the car was parked outside the residential area.

Seeing that the neighborhood was dark with only a few lights on, Shang Yu got out of the driveway and said, "I'll take you inside."

"Thanks."

The two walked in the residential area. The area was a bit old, but it had the advantage of having complete living facilities and convenient transportation.

As they approached the building, a small electric scooter honked its horn and passed by them, running over loose bricks. Shi Ying quickly dodged to the side, leaving Shang Yu standing alone, splashed with mud.

Shang Yu: "..."

Shi Ying scratched his head awkwardly: "How about... I go up and wipe it off?"

Shang Yu looked at himself covered in mud and water and took a deep breath.

at home.

Shi Ying found a clean new towel and handed it to him: "You can only wipe it off for now. You can wash the mud off your coat, but you can clean the inside when you get back."

Shang Yu grunted in response, feeling utterly miserable covered in mud and water. He entered the bathroom with a dark expression.

*

On the other end, Shang Chenyan hung up the phone, still feeling uneasy.

Shi Ying doesn't like taking medicine or getting injections. Whenever she gets sick, she tries to delay treatment as long as possible. Sometimes, a minor illness will get better on its own, but more often than not, it gets worse the longer it's left untreated.

She's not one to listen to reason; she definitely won't remember to buy medicine.

Thinking of this, Shang Chenyan immediately set off to buy some medicine and then drove to where Shi Ying lived.

Shang Chenyan knew very well where she lived. If he wasn't afraid of scaring her, he would have bought the house next to her right now and moved in himself.

After parking his car outside the residential area, Shang Chenyan carried the bag inside.

He felt a little uneasy. Would Shi Ying find it annoying to see him here?

But that's how she used to pursue him. She would bump into him every day, and she would find all sorts of excuses to sit next to him during class and meals. He was just using the same tactics she used to relentlessly pursue him on her. There's nothing wrong with that, right?

Except when she was pursuing him, she couldn't kiss him because she wasn't tall enough; she could only kiss his chin.

But he can kiss her.

It's not her fault; she's just not tall enough.

Shang Chenyan convinced himself and happily went inside and took the elevator.

Shi Ying sat on the sofa playing on her phone, glancing occasionally toward the bathroom, wondering if that young master could clean himself up.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

She was startled: "Who is it?"

A familiar voice came from outside the door: "It's me, Shang Chenyan."