Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

According to Wen Xiuxiu, her wealthy father only discovered her existence and took her back in his middle age, so he doted on her and obeyed her every word, making him a complete "doting father".

In this case, the ins and outs were not even cleared up before she was given the final decision.

"You'd better make things clear with President Wen," Jiang Chengyu said. "This time, the Jiang family and the He family are openly confronting each other. At worst, it will cause a bloodbath in the industry, and at least it will create chaos. During this time, there will be many companies trying to take sides and reap the benefits of the chaos. If you are not careful, you will be besieged by your competitors."

"I know that," Wen Xiuxiu raised an eyebrow. "You really think I'm some pampered young lady who never lifts a finger and knows nothing about anything except designer bags, clothes, and cosmetics?"

Jiang Chengyu: "..."

Wen Xiuxiu: "To tell you the truth, I'm actually the one managing the entire Wen Group right now. My dad takes my mom around the world all year round and doesn't really care about the company... Sigh, I'm getting off topic. Anyway, I've thought this through very clearly. I'm going to help you, no questions asked."

Wen Xiuxiu's attitude was very firm, and it didn't seem like a decision made on a whim.

"Since you've thought it through," Jiang Chengyu put away the business card, "then I'll thank you on behalf of Ayu."

"Oh, no need." Wen Xiuxiu quickly waved her hand. "Actually, I'm helping you guys for my own sake. After all, we're a couple that we really ship, and I can't just watch it end badly. Besides, Jiang Nanqiao and Han Zhiruo took good care of me when we were in America. Now that their friend is in trouble, it's only natural for me to come and help."

"However, I'm not doing this for nothing." Wen Xiuxiu smiled slightly. "As far as I know, some countries now support same-sex marriage. If you and He Ziyu get married abroad, you must invite me. I want to witness your happy ending."

……

In less than a week, the confrontation between the Jiang and He families became a hot topic of discussion among the public.

News, social media, personal spaces... everywhere is filled with enthusiastic comments about this business war, and various experts are taking the opportunity to analyze the situation and bet on the winner.

Half a month into the confrontation, the He family's usually stable financial chain finally ran into trouble. He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu worked through the night to gain the upper hand and transferred all their liquid assets into the bank. With the help of the Wen family, they barely managed to get through the crisis.

The situation wasn't much better for the Jiang family.

After all, it's a contest between large corporations. Once it starts, it's a fight to the death. Moreover, with Jiang Chengyu's help, the He family has gradually infiltrated the company over the years. The end result is that a small change can have far-reaching consequences, making them increasingly powerless.

Finally, on the twentieth day of the confrontation, Jiang Guosheng, overwhelmed with stress, sought out He Ziyu.

Pushing open the door to the tea room, He Ziyu immediately spotted that familiar figure.

He walked straight over and said, "Uncle."

Jiang Guosheng, who was pouring tea, looked up and said, "Sit down."

He Ziyu took a seat upon hearing the sound.

In just twenty days, Jiang Guosheng became somewhat haggard, and even some gray hairs appeared on his head.

After a while, he handed the brewed tea to He Ziyu.

He Ziyu accepted the teacup with both hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle."

Jiang Guosheng didn't speak, but gently swirled the ceramic teacup in his hand. After a long pause, he said, "I really didn't expect you to go to such lengths to be with Jiang Chengyu."

They gave their all, risking everything.

Just to get his agreement.

In Jiang Guosheng's view, it was not worth it at all.

"This isn't about going all out; it's about the consequences of failure, which I can't bear." He Ziyu took a sip of tea, a polite smile playing on his lips. "I've been playing with Brother Yu since I was five, and I've spent eighty percent of my life inseparable from him."

"If we really break up for some reason, it will not only be losing a close friend and a lover, but also losing an indispensable part of my life."

"So, Uncle..."

"I can't afford to lose this match."

He Ziyu stared directly at Jiang Guosheng, his gaze unwavering.

Jiang Guosheng remained silent for a long time before chuckling, "Even so, I can't possibly agree to what you're doing."

"Besides you, your father also has a son named He Ningqiu. His willingness to help you this time may seem unexpected, but it is actually quite reasonable."

"But I'm different from your Aunt Shen. We only have one Jiang Chengyu. If he marries you, the Jiang family will have no successor."

"I cannot stand by and watch the empire I've built up over most of my life fall into the hands of outsiders so easily."

He Ziyu: "If that's the case, what is the purpose of Uncle calling me here today? As you know, neither of us can convince the other."

"You can take this as a warning," Jiang Guosheng said. "The He family has already faced one crisis. If I launch another attack, what do you think the outcome will be?"

He Ziyu had anticipated Jiang Guosheng's words, and after a moment's thought, he calmly responded:

"Uncle, you may have forgotten something."

"Besides interests, there is something else in this world called human relationships."

"Actually, I already guessed what would happen today when I first got together with Brother Yu ten years ago. So over the years, I have been expanding my network to prepare for this battle."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Guosheng frowned slightly.

"Do you still remember Han Zhiruo, the marriage prospect you and Aunt Shen chose for us back then?"

"As far as I know, you cut off contact with the Han family after she came out as gay."

Jiang Guosheng: "..."

He Ziyu: "It's quite a coincidence. A couple of days ago, President Han came back to China and had dinner with me. After learning the whole story, he said he was willing to stand on our side."

Jiang Guosheng: "You mean Lao Han? How is that possible!"

He Ziyu smiled and said, "Your past attitude towards Han Zhiruo depends on his current attitude towards you. Isn't that what people mean by the fickleness of human relationships?"

Jiang Guosheng: "..."

Jiang Guosheng was puzzled to learn that the Han family had also gotten involved in this mess.

After the marriage proposal fell through, he and Shen Murou did not take the initiative to contact the Han family again. Although they did not stay away from them, the change in their attitude was quite obvious.

However, he never expected that the Han family, who were far away in the United States, would suddenly get involved in this matter.

"I know you're wondering why President Han suddenly contacted me."

"Actually, it's because we've maintained contact with Han Zhiruo for the past ten years, and our relationship has been quite good."

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, their aid funds should arrive this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Guosheng's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

Having witnessed the situation unfold to this point, he no longer had any certainty of victory. His talk of the precariousness of the He family was merely a means to intimidate He Ziyu and make him back down.

In fact, the Jiang family was the one truly on the verge of collapse, facing imminent extinction.

After He Lianghan personally intervened, the board members who had defected from the He Group fell silent and dared not voice any further objections. The entire senior management united as one, and with the help of various external forces, their power was much greater than expected.

By the time Jiang Guosheng realized the problem, it was too late.

"If Uncle insists on being my enemy, then I can only defend myself with all my might. But no matter who wins or loses this time, it's not something to be proud of."

"Oh, right, I have a meeting this afternoon, so I can't stay any longer and I'll have to go now."

After He Ziyu finished speaking, he stood up, bowed slightly to Jiang Guosheng, and turned to leave.

He said everything that should and shouldn't have been said.

The next step is to see if Jiang Guosheng can overcome his mental hurdle.

……

That night, while Jiang Guosheng was in a state of panic, Jiang Chengyu secretly ran to Fenglin Garden.

Jiang Chengyu hadn't seen He Ziyu for over half a month and missed him terribly. As soon as the door opened, she hugged him.

"Brother Yu, what brings you here?"

I missed you, so I came to see you.

"Have you eaten yet? I'll go cook you some noodles."

"No need," Jiang Chengyu held He Ziyu firmly in his arms, and after hugging him for a while, he cupped his face and said, "Ayu, you've lost weight."

"Isn't that great? It saves me the trouble of dieting." He Ziyu grinned. "I saw that President Lian last month. He's only in his thirties and already has severe fatty liver. I don't want to end up like him."

Jiang Chengyu pinched his cheek. "Silly boy, he has alcoholic fatty liver disease, a condition he developed from socializing every day."

He Ziyu, "Oh..."

Knowing he couldn't win an argument with Jiang Chengyu, He Ziyu broke free from his embrace and insisted on going to the kitchen to cook two bowls of noodles.

He got home late from get off work today and hadn't had time to eat yet; I guess Jiang Chengyu was the same.

After a while, two bowls of hot noodle soup were served on the table.

When the two lived together before, on days when he didn't work overtime, Jiang Chengyu would cook, and He Ziyu's cooking skills gradually deteriorated, and he could only make very simple things.

Fortunately, Jiang Chengyu didn't mind.

During the meal, He Ziyu told Jiang Chengyu about the company's situation over the past few days.

"By the way, Brother Yu, the data you compiled for me was incredibly useful. It immediately helped me pinpoint Jiang's weaknesses..."

"But speaking of which, wouldn't you call this espionage? The president of the prestigious Jiang Group revealing his secrets to a competitor—if this gets out, won't your company's people be after you?"

"And me, I'm not even married yet and I've already gotten into a fight with my boyfriend's dad. It's pretty bizarre..."

He Ziyu casually joked about himself, even though he was exhausted, he still had a smile on his face.

Jiang Chengyu stared at him for a while, as if guessing something, and asked, "Ayu, did my dad contact you?"

He Ziyu paused, his chopsticks still holding the noodles, but did not deny it.

"What did he say to you?"

"What else can I say? I can only advise you to think it through and not gamble with the future of the He family."

"But he didn't know that I had been thinking about this decision for ten years, and I knew it all along."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengyu put down his chopsticks, stretched out his arm, and grasped He Ziyu's left hand, which was resting on the dining table.

After a long silence, he said, word by word, "Let's get married once the storm has passed."