Huai Nian's smile faded, her expression growing increasingly stiff, her limbs unsure of where to settle. Xi Ziyue sensed the oppressive atmosphere from her father and wisely fell silent.
As sweat began to form on Huai Nian's forehead, Xi Ziyue gave a wry smile and said, "That's right."
It was an obvious, perfunctory smile, as if to soothe her anxiety.
Huai Nian was indeed comforted, her anxious heart finally calming down, returning to normal.
The servants poured them each a small glass of red wine to accompany their meal.
Huai Nian ate quietly. Despite her initial reluctance, the meal turned out surprisingly delicious. Little did she know, the baguette was baked by a top French baker and the wine in the decanter was a 1990 Romanée-Conti.
After dinner, Huai Nian volunteered to help with the dishes. Xi Ziyue said, "You play with him."
Huai Nian obediently and willingly entertained the little boy.
As they played a staring contest, Xi Ziyue walked over and sat beside them.
Huai Nian sat on the sofa, Xi Ziyue on her lap, facing each other. The first one to blink would lose. Xi Ziyue rested an arm on the back of the sofa, the other pinching the little boy's hand, teasing him. He was just a fist's distance away from Huai Nian.
"Dad, don't distract me from the game," the little boy protested as Xi Ziyue pinched his hand.
"Hmm?" The man's deep voice carried a hint of indifference, but behind the sternness was a pleasing richness.
Huai Nian didn't look at him, but she could sense him so close, his breath seemingly brushing against her neck.
Strong masculine hormones enveloped her, making Huai Nian feel uneasy.
She eventually succumbed and blinked.
"Sister, I won!" the little boy cheered happily.
"Yes, Si Yuan is so clever!" Huai Nian ruffled his hair, discreetly shifting away.
"Sister, give me a kiss."
Huai Nian lowered her head and kissed his cheek.
"And this side too, this side will be sad if it doesn't get a kiss," Si Yuan pointed to the other cheek.
Huai Nian giggled and kissed the other cheek.
Xi Ziyue's gaze fell on the woman's rosy, plump lips, his Adam's apple bobbing, a hint of heat in his eyes.
After playing with the little boy for a while, Huai Nian stood up to bid farewell. "It's getting late, I should go. I won't disturb Uncle anymore."
"I'll walk you out," Xi Ziyue stood up.
"No need, no need..."
"There are no taxis around here."
Huai Nian paused for a moment, then quickly responded, "I can order a car on the app to pick me up." With that, she took out her phone, opened the ride-hailing app, and decisively placed the order. Thank goodness for societal progress.
This villa was far from the city, and spending several tens of minutes in a car with this uncle... it was almost unbearable.
Huai Nian added a generous tip, and soon a driver accepted the request. She looked up, feeling relaxed, and said, "There's a car nearby, I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Alright," Xi Ziyue replied calmly.
Xi Si Yuan accompanied Huai Nian to the door, reluctantly saying, "Sister, come and play with me again!"
Huai Nian felt the same reluctance. This time spent playing with the little boy tonight had been joyful, making her forget all her troubles.
After bidding farewell to the little boy, Huai Nian waited outside the villa for her ride.
This villa was located on the Meiling Peninsula, the golden coastline in the east of City S, bordered by the rolling Wutong mountains to the north and the vast sea to the south. Perched at a high altitude, it had a panoramic view of the entire peninsula and the sea. As the sky darkened, it presented a magnificent scenery. Huai Nian recalled a recent news article she had read, where a listed company had turned its losses around by selling two residential complexes. In a city where land was at a premium, one wondered how many listed companies this top-notch villa could save.
This was the Xi family. She had learned the hard way that this was a world she shouldn't have stepped into.
Huai Nian smiled bitterly. Once Xi Ye woke up and they officially broke up, she would have no more ties with this wealthy family.
Until Huai Nian got into the car and the man standing by the French window withdrew his gaze, turned around, and picked up a cigarette case and lighter.
"Dad, don't smoke!" Xi Si Yuan protested loudly.
Xi Ziyue glanced at his son and put down the cigarette case.
With one big and one small figure on the sofa, minus the woman, there was suddenly an indescribable sense of desolation.
"Dad, do you like Sister?" Xi Si Yuan suddenly asked.
Xi Ziyue fell silent. Rarely did this little brat care about his father's emotional issues, but he had no intention of answering.
"When I grow up, I'll marry Sister and she'll be your daughter-in-law!" Xi Si Yuan said cheerfully, "Dad, are you happy?"
Xi Ziyue's expression changed, turning to look at Xi Si Yuan.
The little boy was still fantasizing, "In eighteen years, when I'm a grown man, I can marry Sis... ah... Dad..."
Xi Ziyue suddenly stood up, grabbed the straps of his son's clothes like an eagle grabbing a chick, and lifted him upstairs.
"Dad... Dad, let me go..." Xi Si Yuan struggled with his limbs dangling, looking particularly ridiculous.
Xi Ziyue carried Xi Si Yuan into the study, threw him onto the sofa, and took out the Pinyin version of the "Thousand Character Classic" from the bookcase, tossing it to him.
"Memorize."
"Dad, you're not treating me well. No one will take care of you when you're old." Xi Si Yuan straightened his clothes. Being carried all the way, the little guy was a bit angry and mustered up the courage to challenge his father, "You have no sons, no daughters-in-law, and you'll be an empty-nest elderly... Teacher Zhang said, empty-nest elderly are very pitiful..."
Xi Ziyue was about to burst into laughter at his son's antics, but his expression remained unchanged.
When he had no expression, his eyes deep and calm, the pressure inside him pushed outward, a force that would give chills to even grown men.
Obviously, Xi Si Yuan lacked courage, tremblingly holding up the book to shield his face, only revealing a pair of watery eyes, pitifully saying, "Dad, we depend on each other... love each other..."
Xi Ziyue looked at those eyes, his expression gradually changing.
His eyes, inherited from his mother, were beautiful almond-shaped eyes, with slightly blunt outer corners, large pupils, few eyelid folds, and a clean, clear gaze. On his face, they exuded a sense of purity and innocence...
"Rec
ite the book." Xi Ziyue interrupted his own thoughts in time, giving orders to his son.
He turned and walked to the desk. Xi Si Yuan took a few breaths, this trick was too effective, every time he pretended to be pitiful and only showed his eyes to his father, his father's anger dissipated soon after.
Xi Ziyue sat at the desk and started working. Xi Si Yuan obediently began reciting the book.
Outside, the stars were shining, the indoor light was soft, and the childish voice echoed.
Xi Ziyue suddenly threw down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his forehead as if driving away something.
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Huai Nian went to Shen Menglan's house by car.
She hadn't appeared for a day, and everyone thought she was still in the hospital, nothing unusual.
Shen Menglan and her younger brother Shen Haobo lived together. Shen Haobo was pursuing a master's degree and would graduate next year. His goal was clear, to work at Dongyao.
Huai Nian and Shen Menglan sat on the sofa, discussing how to advertise and promote the new season. Shen Haobo sat beside them, watching videos on his computer.
Shen Menglan picked up the specially brewed coffee on the coffee table, glanced at her brother's computer screen, and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! This guy is so handsome, who is he?"
"Dongyao's CEO, Xi Ziyue," Shen Haobo said, "This is a video of his speech at the Davos Summer Forum this year."
Huai Nian's gaze also shifted.
"Xi Ziyue... isn't he the uncle of Xi Ye, the amazing one?" Shen Menglan looked astonished, "His uncle is actually so young and handsome, he's a big shot! Isn't he an old businessman?!"
In the video, the man sat casually in a chair with a microphone. The well-tailored dark suit perfectly displayed his naturally straight figure, his long legs becoming a scene in themselves. Because of his extraordinary looks and physique, Shen Menglan, at first glance, mistook him for a celebrity talk show host.
Shen Menglan placed her brother's computer on the coffee table for the three of them to watch.
"I used to think he was a middle-aged businessman with a beer belly and balding head, too ashamed to be seen... I was wrong, terribly wrong!" Shen Menglan sighed and licked the screen in repentance.
"Hmph!" Shen Haobo snorted lightly, "Chairman Xi has always been low-key and mysterious, not fond of appearing in public or boasting. He's a man of action, understand? Some reporters have been waiting for retirement and still haven't had a chance to interview him. This time going to the Davos Forum is rare."
In the video, the conversation continued.
Reporter: Dongyao's scale is already large, and with the competition from many rising tech companies, maintaining its current market share is becoming increasingly difficult for Dongyao. Where does Dongyao see its future growth points?
The question was clearly provocative, but Xi Ziyue smiled faintly, his demeanor calm: This is an inaccurate statement. The future is not becoming increasingly difficult, but the opportunities are increasing. The transformation of industries by ICT technology is accelerating, and digital transformation is the trend. By 2025, the digital transformation market space will reach 15 trillion. In the future smart society, ICT networks and smart terminals are the foundation. Dongyao's strategy is to focus on the main channel, aim at continuous advancement in big data transmission, and build an omnipresent connected world.
"Impressive! Businessmen are indeed different from celebrities. His aura, his demeanor, even his face overshadowed by his accomplishments..." Shen Menglan stared at the man on the screen, marveling.
Huai Nian watched the program as well. She knew little about Xi Ziyue; she had only met him for the first time a few days ago, and this was the second time. She had only heard of his remarkable achievements before. Now, watching his interview, she couldn't help but feel that he was truly a figure with a halo, a big businessman worshipped by countless entrepreneurs.
Having dinner at his house tonight was indeed a great fortune in her lifetime.