He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

Wen Zhaozhe did it on purpose, calculating that only by forcing him to take action himself could he disrupt his rhythm and take advantage of the situation.

Wen Zhaoci's eyes darkened, and he said calmly, "You all need to stabilize the situation first and not escalate the conflict. I will assess the situation further later."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Lu Xiangyang to say anything more.

Sang Jiuning heard the entire conversation clearly.

Seeing the fleeting coldness in Wen Zhaoci's expression, and thinking about the project's continuous losses, Sang Jiuning couldn't help but step forward, tilting her head up to look at him, her tone carrying a hint of serious complaint: "Why aren't you going? The project is losing money every day, it sounds really serious. You're supposed to be supporting a wife, how can you be so unmotivated about your career?"

In Sang Jiuning's mind, the worst thing in doing business is to stagnate and suffer losses. Such a big project means losses every day it is delayed, and anyone would be anxious and rush over to deal with it.

Throughout the entire process, Zhao Ci remained remarkably calm.

Wen Zhaoci looked down at the earnest little girl in his arms. The gloom that had risen because of work just now was instantly swept away, and a gentle smile returned. He reached out and pinched her soft cheek, his tone casual but full of confidence: "It's okay, it's just a small amount of money, not worth my worry."

"Small change?" Sang Jiuning's eyes widened instantly. She stared at him defiantly, reaching out to tug at his clothes. "How much exactly? Explain yourself. I want to see what kind of small change you mean."

Looking at her earnest and adorable expression, Wen Zhaoci suppressed a laugh and gave an extremely conservative estimate: "Conservatively speaking, the loss would only be a few tens of millions per day."

Tens of millions.

one day.

Sang Jiuning was speechless for a moment, her head buzzing, and she silently gasped inwardly.

She finally understood.

As expected, capital is still capital.

She genuinely couldn't understand it.

After a two-second pause, Sang Jiuning immediately straightened her face, her attitude incredibly firm: "No, you have to go this time."

Seeing her serious expression, Wen Zhaoci instantly stopped smiling, his eyes filled with deep grievance. He leaned down slightly, his forehead touching hers, and spoke in a sticky, affectionate tone, like a child who didn't want to be separated from his lover: "Wife, I don't want to go, I don't want to leave you."

He finally got married to his girl and could be with her every day without any problems. He wanted to be by her side 24/7 and didn't want to be apart for even a second.

The thought of business trips or being away from home made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Seeing his rare display of grievance and coquettishness, Sang Jiuning's heart softened, but she still patiently comforted him: "We've already registered our marriage, we're legally married now, what do you have to be afraid of? It's not like we'll never come back if we separate. Besides, you'll always have to work and travel for work in the future. Do you expect me to never leave the house, or carry me around with you all the time?"

Wen Zhaoci's eyes were bright as he looked at her seriously, his tone extremely earnest: "It's not impossible."

As long as he could watch over her and protect her at all times, he was willing to do anything, no matter how outrageous, let alone keep her by his side.

Sang Jiuning was amused by his twisted logic, and asked with a mix of helplessness and amusement, "What will you do if I need to work and travel frequently after graduation?"

A thought instantly popped into Wen Zhaoci's mind, and she felt a surge of joy. She was about to blurt out, "Then pack him up and stuff him into my suitcase."

Before he could finish speaking, Sang Jiuning reached out her small hand and gently covered his mouth, cutting off all his wild thoughts.

"Don't overthink it, just listen to me and go on the business trip." She opened her clear eyes and seriously calculated the accounts with him, "Your money is my money. If I keep this money, I can buy so many delicious foods and pretty clothes. When we have a baby in the future, I can also save money for baby formula. I have to earn it back."

Wen Zhaoci's mouth was covered as he looked at the lively and adorable little girl in front of him, whose eyes were full of greed and whose clingy emotions were about to overflow.

He pulled her small hand away, clenched it in his palm, and said in a muffled voice, full of resentment and unwillingness, "Wife, are you trying to drive me away?"

Seeing his dejected look, Sang Jiuning felt a warmth in her heart. She tiptoed and reached out to hug his waist, pressing her face against his warm chest, her voice gentle and soothing.

"I'm not trying to get rid of you," she soothed gently. "We need to live a good life together. We'll have our own family and children someday. You need to work a little harder for our future."

The warm embrace was soft and gentle, and the comforting words fell into her ear, instantly soothing all of Wen Zhaoci's resentment and awkwardness.

Yes, for his and Sang Jiuning's future, for their little family.

Wen Zhaoci raised his hand and hugged the person in his arms tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head. The grievance in his eyes disappeared, and he secretly made a plan in his mind.

Although this trip to Africa meant a short separation from my wife, it wasn't all without its benefits.

The top-quality pink diamond he had specially commissioned has just been completed.

Getting a marriage certificate is just a formality; he still owes her the most formal and grandest proposal.

Taking advantage of this business trip, he personally brought back the diamond ring to surprise his little girl.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhaoci finally relented and replied softly, "Okay, I'll listen to my wife and go on the business trip."

Although he was extremely reluctant, he was willing to compromise temporarily for the sake of his family.

He loosened his embrace, looked down at her intently, his eyes lingering, and repeatedly gave her his instructions, like a worried old father: "While I'm away, you must take the initiative to video call or call me every day, and report your whereabouts to me whenever you have free time."

Sang Jiuning nodded obediently, her eyes crinkling with joy: "I know, I'll definitely contact you every day, and we'll say goodnight to each other before going to bed every night, without missing a single day."

Wen Zhaoci was still worried. He gently stroked her hair with his fingertips and added a strict and domineering rule: "Before I come back, you stay obediently at school and the apartment. You are not allowed to run around, go out to parties alone, or leave the area that I can control."

He was extremely possessive, and even though he knew that Sang Jiuning was obedient and well-behaved, and even though the two of them were legally bound together, he still felt no sense of security whatsoever.

Whenever he wasn't by her side, he couldn't help but overthink, fearing that someone might take advantage of the situation and that his little girl might be coveted by someone else.

Seeing the unease hidden in his eyes, Sang Jiuning felt a pang of tenderness. She repeatedly raised her hand to assure him, "I'll be good. I'll stay at school and in the apartment. I won't go anywhere else. I'll wait for you to come back safely, okay?"

After receiving repeated assurances, Wen Zhaoci finally relaxed completely, lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, his eyes filled with tender affection.

The next second, several buttons on Sang Jiuning's loungewear were ripped open.

"...Honey, let's advance the travel allowance."

……

Sang Jiuning was like a lemon tree swaying in the wind, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and the rain soaked her again and again.