He won 900 million in the lottery.

The scene downstairs was just as I had expected.

Su Hang's wife, Yunyun, was no longer the demure woman she once was. She lay on the sofa, her eyelashes still wet with tears, her eyes red-rimmed, her blue-and-white porcelain dress disheveled, and her expression haggard. The room was a mess, her undergarments scattered on the carpet, making her look particularly disheveled.

Wu Lei remained standing by until everything calmed down.

He stood up and handed his coat to Yunyun, who had just sat up. By now, the effects of the alcohol had worn off, and he didn't say anything more, leaving the small building directly—a car was waiting outside; he never stayed overnight at the manor.

Xiaoqin then came in, her expression calm as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. She helped Yunyun up, saying, "There's a bathroom next door. I'll take you there and get you some clothes in a bit."

Ten minutes later, the room was cleaned and restored to its usual tidiness.

Upstairs, Su Hang was already awake: "Brother, you can go now, I need to rest."

I didn't reply; the best thing to do at that moment was to leave.

Su Hang added, "I'll contact you in a couple of days, and we'll go to Director Zhao's place for tea together."

I nodded in agreement and turned to go downstairs.

Half an hour after she left, Su Hang's door was pushed open. Yunyun was dressed neatly, still as refined as ever, as if nothing had happened. She closed the door, took off her clothes, and crawled into Su Hang's bed, her back to him.

Su Hang, who had seemed to be fast asleep, suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly. Yunyun tried to break free but failed. Both of them trembled slightly under the covers, and the room fell silent.

As I walked out of the building, Xiaoqin caught up with me: "Is Mr. Shen leaving? There are still rooms upstairs, you can go to the next room."

I countered with, "Was it fun next door today?"

Xiaoqin blushed: "There are several leaders here."

I shook my head: "It's getting dark, I have to go home. If you come with me, I might consider staying."

Xiaoqin clenched her fist: "Okay."

I said calmly, "Never mind."

I had only taken a few steps when I heard sobbing behind me. I knew without a doubt it was Xiaoqin. But I didn't turn around. I strode away, afraid that if I lingered for even a second longer, I would fall into an abyss.

After leaving the manor, I called a designated driver. When asked about my destination, I was momentarily at a loss, having nowhere to go.

Who am I, really? Am I Wu Lei, or Liu Haitao? Am I Chen Sheng, or Su Hang?

Chen Hangtian, Zhang Jian... so many people play different roles in society, and I, too, must find my own place.

A message popped up on WeChat from Qiuya: "Boss, I left some porridge for you in the pot."

I told the designated driver, "Driver, go to Xianghua Residential Area."

Hongjie's house, Qiuya's room.

I took off my clothes and lay down, waking Qiuya beside me. She silently pulled the blanket over me, and noticing my strange expression, she asked softly, "Boss, what's wrong?"

I asked, "Am I bad?"

Qiuya shook her head and gently nestled against my chest.

"They exploit people in the sea, scam bars, and engage in mobile phone bidding. Now they're eyeing the car-to-water conversion project. I never intended to actually invest in this 8000 million yuan project. And you still say I'm not a bad person?"

Qiuya said softly, "Because you've always been good to me and my mom, no matter what you do, I still think you're a good person."

She comforted me in her own way, easing my tense nerves a little.

Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and fell onto the bed. The two nestled together, making no extra movements, their body heat offering each other comfort.

After it ended.

Qiuya said softly, "Boss, would you like some porridge? I'll heat it up."

I shook my head and lowered my head to kiss her forehead.

She said shyly, "Then get up for a moment, I'll change the sheets so you can sleep more comfortably."

I smiled wryly.

With a beautiful woman by my side, the scenery is just right.

But I'm really tired.

The municipal project to convert steam-to-water systems had a contract value of 8800 million yuan, but only 4500 million yuan was actually used. After Chen Hangtian advanced 500 million yuan, I didn't stop work; instead, I expedited the process. Currently, my fourth uncle and I have sufficient funds and don't need to ask Zhou Ren for help, especially since he also has his own projects to handle.

Zhou Minyi's uncle brought news that more than half of the project's funding would need to be advanced in order to gain an advantage in the final negotiation—which coincided with the information I received from Suzhou and Hangzhou.

What was initially thought to be a mere dispute over project funding turned out to be a deeper struggle behind the scenes.

When the news of my expedited construction reached Chen Hangtian's ears, he didn't care at all, treating me as just one of the stronger "leeks" among many.

A bathhouse.

Chen Hangtian leaned back in his recliner: "Have you found HG Company's construction team?"

The subordinate replied, "We found the boss. He has Li Si's team from Dazhou County, as well as some temporary workers from Liancheng."

Chen Hangtian then asked, "What's Zhang Jian's background?"

"He's Shen Tianyi's classmate, a local from Liancheng. He used to run a commercial concrete mixing plant, but he had already fallen on hard times. After joining Shen Tianyi, Shen Tianyi directly handed over HY Investment Company to him. When Manager Chen asked him for the budget for a mobile phone project worth over 100 million yuan, he made the decision on the spot without hesitation. He also invested a lot in the car-to-water conversion project. Other information is currently unavailable."

Chen Hangtian pressed further: "Where did Shen Tianyi's funding come from?"

"I only heard that he lost money doing business in another city and came back."

Chen Hangtian scoffed, "You came back after losing money and you're still so high-profile? Who else would you take advantage of?"

He stretched and lay flat on his back: "Never mind, they're just leeks waiting to be harvested. I'll take care of them when I get back."

Far away in Liancheng, I've already completely given up all of HY Investment's business. Qiuya has also taken time to enroll in in-service courses, focusing on improving herself.

Outside a tea shop on Liancheng Construction Road, a BMW X3 is parked quietly.

As soon as Su Hang and I got out of the car, Zhao Yigang opened the door to greet us.

After the incident at the manor, Su Hang became exceptionally warm towards me, almost placing me on the same level as Chen Hangtian, yet with an added layer of inexplicable closeness—he would always mention Qiu Ya or the incident of me sending Wu Lei off that day during our conversations, as if a sense of shared misfortune had arisen between us.

I never expose it, never bring it up, and never try to prove it.

The more this happened, the more Su Hang trusted and became close to me.