Ch. 331..335: Mr CEO Ex-wife Escapes Again Chapter 331-335

Chapter 331: Chapter 331 Humanity

Xiahou Maoqing was very satisfied with his son’s reaction, seeing him hesitate, he then pointed to the black-and-white photo placed on the table.

"Take another look at your sister, she doesn’t deserve to die, does she? But listen to what this old man said this morning, is that the way people talk? He’s used our family to suppress others for so many years, in the end, in his hands, we are still like chess pieces, even in death, we must smile at him, be tearfully grateful!"

When he got to the last part, tears even came out, and his entire expression was one of angry grief.

The Xiaho Family’s Jingmu was already in complete turmoil!

He stared at this father, as if he suddenly didn’t recognize him, turned around, and wanted to stay here no longer, stumbling away.

"Master, by provoking him like this, won’t it cause any trouble?"

Seeing him leave, Xiahou Maoqing’s assistant walked over and asked with concern in front of him.

Xiahou Maoqing, however, snorted coldly, his expression quickly returning to indifference.

"If I don’t give him a strong dose, he will always only remember the kindness that old man has shown him."

The assistant then dropped the subject.

"So what are you going to do next? Now that he knows your true intentions, if he goes to tell the old master, that would be troublesome."

The assistant said with worry.

But as soon as these words fell, they saw the person coming out of the mourning hall turn his head to glance once more at the black-and-white photo behind him.

In an instant, his eyes flashed with a vicious murderous intent!

"Since I’ve already decided to take this step, there’s no turning back. Keep an eye on him for me, when the time is ripe, proceed with the original plan!"

"Yes!"

The assistant quickly left.

And shortly after he left, a figure also disappeared swiftly into the twilight, vanishing into the vast night in a moment.

Half an hour later, the brightly lit Shen Family.

Shen Nanming, who had been waiting upstairs for news, immediately came out of the room when he heard noise from downstairs.

"How did it go? Dad, did it work?"

"Of course!"

Shen Weihuai had just sent away his informer, and seeing him come down, he sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, picking up the teacup in front of him with satisfaction.

Shen Nanming was overjoyed to see this.

"I said so, Xiahou Maoqing, that man, must be Xiahou’s most hypocritical villain. As long as we give him a little push, he will surely reveal his true colors."

As soon as he heard of the success, he immediately spoke excitedly.

Shen Weihuai nodded, "Then next, it depends on whether this person can persuade his son? If Xiahou Jingmu also turns, I’m quite looking forward to Xiahou Yi’s reaction."

The old man showed an eager expression.

But when Shen Nanming heard this, his smile suddenly disappeared, showing a rather serious expression.

"This person was personally trained by Xiahou Yi, he shouldn’t turn against him so easily."

"What do you mean?" Shen Weihuai was immediately displeased.

"If he doesn’t turn, what’s the point of this plan? Among so many people in the Xiahou family, the only one close to Xiahou Yi is Xiahou Jingmu."

He said discontentedly.

Indeed, this was the crux of their plan; Xiahou Maoqing was just a prelude, the real blade was Xiahou Jingmu.

"Dad, don’t be angry, I still have a way. If Xiahou Jingmu does not let his father manipulate him willingly, I have another card in hand."

"What card?" Shen Weihuai’s eyes lit up again upon hearing this.

Shen Nanming picked up the teacup on the table, the light in his eyes becoming as cold as a venomous snake.

"Of course, it’s the card that can grasp his vulnerable spot, just be at ease!"

"..."

The night grew colder...

--

Willow District.

Yin Hehe and the others spent the night here, yet it had been another peaceful and cozy evening.

Moreover, that night, the two of them slept together.

"So... if that’s the case, I won’t make a small bed in your room anymore. Will you... come to sleep here every day from now on?"

At bedtime, she looked at the man who had already grabbed a pillow and burrowed into her bed, her ears were somewhat flushing red as she asked.

The man immediately nodded.

Then, Yin Hehe slowly climbed into bed as well.

"Ah—"

But as soon as she lay down in the blankets, the man wrapped around her like an octopus, scaring her into screaming.

Man: "What are you screaming for? I’m not gonna eat you!"

He even started to talk.

The tone of his voice was the very same as before, domineering, willful, and unreasonable.

Yin Hehe came to her senses, realizing that even if she was angry, she could only obediently let him hold her. Soon, the two of them fell asleep in the warm cocoon of their blankets.

However, that night, Yin Hehe always felt something poking... her.

When she woke up the next morning, she found herself once again nestled in the man’s embrace, his strong arms wrapped around her, like he held his little white cat during the day.

This...

"Knock knock knock—"

In the midst of awkwardness, Cheng Chi came knocking on the door from outside.

"Madam, it’s time to wake the president up. He needs to scan the signed documents to the company by 8:30."

"What?"

Yin Hehe was so shocked her eyeballs nearly fell out of their sockets.

He’s signing documents?

She hadn’t heard wrong, had she? Wasn’t he completely unable to understand those things just yesterday? How did he suddenly know how to sign documents?

Yin Hehe immediately got up, not calling the man but instead going to open the door first.

"What’s going on? How does he know?"

"This..." Cheng Chi stood outside the door, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.

"Actually, it’s like this—after you left yesterday, he kept fussing about wanting to find you, right? Then I just casually comforted him, saying if he finished dealing with those contracts, you would come back."

"And then?"

"Then, he just went back to sitting in the study, and when I saw he was serious, I... called Master Jiangbei. Later, Master Jiangbei patiently taught him all afternoon on a video call, and he learned."

Cheng Chi explained patiently.

When talking about calling Master Jiangbei yesterday afternoon, his entire expression was filled with excitement and joy.

It was like he was revisiting the scene from yesterday afternoon.

That afternoon had indeed been an unexpected surprise no one had foreseen. Everyone thought he couldn’t do anything anymore, but from the moment Master Jiangbei taught him the first character, he had perfectly completed the first signing.

"Madam, Master said he’s going to teach him how to handle emails this afternoon."

After Cheng Chi finished explaining, he added another sentence.

Yin Hehe: "!!!!"

Nothing could make her happier than hearing this.

Yin Hehe quickly returned to the room, came to the bedside, and seeing the man peacefully sleeping in the blankets, she climbed in and gently pinched his high-bridged nose from above his head.

"Husband, it’s time to wake up."

She whispered softly in his ear.

The man’s nose was pinched, and he felt uncomfortable, his handsome brows twisting in displeasure even in his sleep.

Finally, he opened his eyes...

Chapter 332: Chapter 332 She Became His Sugar

"Husband?"

Yin Hehe, seeing those beautifully opened ink-dark eyes, once again called out with a smile and tenderness.

However, as soon as her words fell, she saw a light flash across his eyes, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull her down.

"Ah!" Yin Hehe cried out in alarm.

Cheng Chi, seeing this from outside, quickly shut the door and stepped aside.

"Husband, what... what are you doing? It’s time to get up."

Yin Hehe was pinned down by the man, and in that moment, she became flushed and even started to stutter.

The man saw her in this state and became even more pleased.

Without a word, his beautiful eyes, bright in the morning light, gazed at the woman beneath him, her lips moist as if coated in nectar.

Yin Hehe: "..."

Before she could react, a fervent and fiery kiss had already descended upon her, thoroughly and densely.

Yin Hehe’s mind went blank!

He was actually... kissing her? He even knew... how to kiss?

Yin Hehe felt as if she’d been immobilized, yet her heart began to thump wildly with joy.

And the man on top, having tasted that familiar flavor, deepened their kiss even more.

By the time Yin Hehe finally began to regain her composure, she realized that this fellow had already started to tear at her... clothes.

It seems that a man’s nature, whether he’s silly or normal, is always the same.

Yin Hehe, blushing, pushed the man away.

"Enough, we have to... get up now, you have things to do." She said this quickly, turning to run off.

But this man was like a child suddenly denied a candy he had just tasted, angry that it had been snatched away so abruptly.

"Don’t run!" He was very angry.

He reached out and roughly pulled Yin Hehe back.

Yin Hehe was on the verge of tears from frustration.

"Stop it, we can continue... tonight, okay?" She had to say this, her cheeks burning red as she mustered all her courage.

Truly, she was embarrassed to her core.

Fortunately, as soon as the man heard they could continue in the evening, he let go of her.

Thus, when Yin Hehe finally managed to pull herself together and brought the man out of the room, she could hardly lift her head upon seeing Cheng Chi waiting in the courtyard.

"Captain Cheng, please take him to the study first; I’ll make breakfast."

She said this quickly, with her head down, and then hurried to the kitchen.

Cheng Chi, after coughing twice, also took the man to the study.

The situation was awkward for anyone involved.

Of course, except for the instigator.

Cheng Chi had printed and organized all the documents received from Jiangbei the night before, placing them on the desk.

"President, they’re all here for you to review."

"Oh..."

The man was surprisingly indifferent.

However, he eventually picked up a pen and, while Cheng Chi watched without daring to breathe, began his daily "review" as the president.

One document, two, three...

Just as Cheng Chi began to relax, suddenly, he saw the man’s pen stop.

"President?"

"Where is she? Where did she go?" he asked, looking up unhappily.

Seeing this, Cheng Chi quickly soothed, "Madam is making breakfast for you, she’ll be here soon."

"Oh~~"

He continued signing contracts.

There must have been roughly twenty contracts in total, and he grew restless three or four times, only to settle down once Yin Hehe finally brought in breakfast.

Cheng Chi felt as if he’d been fished out of a pool of sweat.

"Captain Cheng, you’ve worked hard..." Upon seeing this scene, Yin Hehe could only say apologetically.

Cheng Chi left.

Yin Hehe had breakfast with the man.

"Which one would you like to eat?" She placed all the breakfast items on the table, letting the man choose first.

Strangely enough, he didn’t move; he only stared at her with wide eyes.

Yin Hehe: "..."

Before she could react, this man suddenly reached out with two slender fingers and lifted her chin.

Then, he kissed Yin Hehe on the lips.

!!!!

Has he gone mad?

Yin Hehe’s eyes widened in shock.

But this time, he wasn’t too aggressive, but rather like a child coveting the candy in his mouth, his wet... soft tongue lingered on her lips for a while, and he withdrew it quite satisfied.

Afterwards, he even licked his lips, seemingly still relishing the taste.

Yin Hehe was petrified.

"Hmm, tastes pretty good," he said, indulging in his breakfast with an air of apparent delight.

So, had she really become his candy now?

Yin Hehe didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

However, in reality, her heart was also very joyful, sweet as though coated in honey.

After finishing breakfast, it was time for him to go to work again.

This time, fearing that he wouldn’t notice her and cause a fuss again, Yin Hehe simply sat beside him while he worked on documents, quietly flipping through a magazine.

"Rip!"

As she was looking, suddenly, the man picked up a document in his hand and tore it to pieces.

What’s going on?

Yin Hehe immediately stood up: "What’s wrong? Don’t you want to do it anymore?"

The man’s gaze was dark: "Trash!"

Yin Hehe: "..."

She stared at him blankly for a long while before picking up the pieces of paper he had torn and piecing them back together to examine.

However, she discovered that it was actually a very ordinary purchase and sale contract.

But, the order quantities and amounts mentioned, as well as the delivery dates and the down payment seemed problematic at a glance; even she, an outsider, could tell that they were disadvantageous to the company.

How could this be?

Yin Hehe immediately picked up her phone and called Jiangbei.

"Purchase and sale contract? Those are all submitted by the sales department. The old man has been feeling under the weather these past few days and it’s the vice president of the company who has been handling everything."

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaosen, the president’s secretary on the Jiangbei side, gave her such a surprising piece of news.

The old man was sick? Why hadn’t she heard?

Also, what was going on with this company’s vice president? She remembered that before this man left, he had already arranged for all the important departments’ personnel.

How could the company’s vice president make such a mistake:

Or was it an oversight by the sales department?

Yin Hehe furrowed her brow, not rushing to find the old man but continuing to observe this man’s work.

And, about ten minutes later, several more contracts were torn up by him.

"All right. Hubby, let’s take a break for now and come back to it this afternoon."

She decisively made him stop.

Afterward, when Cheng Chi came in to take him out for fun, she picked up her phone and dialed the old man in Jiangbei’s number.

"Dad, I heard that you’re sick?"

"No, it’s just an old ailment, nothing serious," the old man immediately denied with joy upon receiving the call.

Yin Hehe was somewhat helpless.

She knew that the old man certainly didn’t want to worry her, and thereupon, she also broached the real issue at hand.

"Just now Ayuan was dealing with those documents, and several of them were torn up by him. I took a look, and there are problems with those contracts. What’s going on?"

"What? Are there problems?"

The old man was instantly very surprised upon hearing this.

"I’ve not been at the company these couple of days; those documents were all handled by Cui Shaoquan."

"Cui Shaoquan?" Yin Hehe heard this name for the first time and was somewhat surprised.

"Is he the new vice president who just arrived?"

"Yes!" The old man confirmed.

"But he’s Ayuan’s classmate, and previously he was very famous on Wall Street in the United States. This time, before Ayuan left, he specially hired him back with a high salary."

"..."

Chapter 333: Chapter 333 He Actually Gave Her a Bouquet of Flowers

The person whom Sheng Siyuan would ask to return at a critical moment.

In fact, Yin Hehe believed it should be someone trustworthy.

But why didn’t Cui Shaoquan even secure such a contract? If it hadn’t been delivered here to the old master who was sick with a dizzying fever, out of trust in this person,

Perhaps, the contract would have been approved with a quick wave of the pen.

Yin Hehe sensed something amiss.

However, she didn’t make it known, instead having Cheng Chi deliver the signed documents to Jiangbei.

"Madam, what about... those problematic contracts?"

When the president’s secretary, Chen Xiaosen, received them and noticed those contracts were missing, he cautiously asked.

Yin Hehe replied indifferently, "They’ve been torn up, let the sales department reconfirm with the clients before bringing them to me again."

"Okay, Madam."

Chen Xiaosen immediately agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Yin Hehe walked out of the study and found the man in the yard feeding the fish in the tank again.

Those fish had nearly been overfed to death by him these past few days.

"Husband, stop feeding them, shall we go out for a walk?"

She approached him, took the fish food from his hands, and gently asked, holding his hand.

He was now able to manage contracts.

This meant that he actually had no problems with his intelligence because contracts are not straightforward, with differing transaction amounts and order items, yet not only could he handle them well, he could also identify any problems within.

That indicated that the injury he had suffered likely didn’t affect his intelligence.

Therefore, Yin Hehe decided to take him out more often, firstly, to relax his mood.

And the second reason was to expose him to more new experiences.

Perhaps he would recover.

They left the house.

In the depth of winter, the city was as warm as the sunny days of March during the strong afternoon sunlight. Looking out, the sparkling lake and the nameless wildflowers blooming on the banks were a delight to see.

"Husband, I heard there’s a food street up ahead. Shall we go take a look?"

Yin Hehe wanted the man to walk more, so she offered another enticement to him.

As soon as she finished speaking, the guy’s eyes lit up even more.

So, the two of them started walking forward hand in hand. Along the way, occasionally, visitors to the area would glimpse them and take a second look.

Yin Hehe: "..."

This face was indeed troublesome.

"Husband, do you remember our Youyou baby? She would love it here if she were with us."

As Yin Hehe walked forward, she suddenly saw children flying kites not far away and couldn’t help but mention their daughter, whom they hadn’t seen in a long time.

The man paused.

Baby?

He stopped, his eyes looking bewilderedly at the woman in the bright sunshine.

He couldn’t even remember his own daughter?

Yin Hehe’s eyes dimmed at that thought...

"It’s okay, let’s go. Look, the food street is just ahead," Yin Hehe revived her spirits and pointed ahead as she spoke.

The man followed her pointing fingers.

It indeed looked lively, and from that quaint street, he could faintly smell the aroma of food.

His mood lifted as he agreed.

Soon, the two of them reached the food street.

But just as they were about to enter, suddenly, a young flower seller, pulling a cart full of flowers, squeezed past them from behind.

"Please make way, I’m getting ready for the market."

"..."

Yin Hehe, upon hearing this, naturally pulled the man beside her aside.

In this snack street, she had heard from the servants in the mansion that in order to preserve the authenticity, no formal shops were set up, only stalls set up by vendors.

So now, when this young girl said she was opening for business, she definitely couldn’t stop her.

However, the man beside her saw the young girl leaving, and his eyes were suddenly fixed on her.

By the time Yin Hehe realized what was happening, he had already chased after her.

"Husband, what are you doing?" Yin Hehe hurried after him.

"Flowers!"

The man who had caught up with the girl reached out and grabbed a whole bunch of pink roses from the trolley.

"Who are you? Why are you stealing my flowers?" The girl noticed and immediately stopped, screaming at the man.

Yet, the man seemed as if he hadn’t heard her.

He took the bunch of roses in his hands, and when Yin Hehe finally caught up to him, panting, he handed them to her.

"For you!"

"..."

Yin Hehe was stunned.

She looked down at the bunch of bright and delicate pink roses, and for a moment, it felt as if something had struck her chest.

Was he taking these roses to give to her?

But why would he give her flowers? She hadn’t told him she wanted flowers.

Yin Hehe slowly reached out her hand, her mind flashing back to several months ago when they were in the Drug Rehabilitation Center in Y City, to the flower market they had visited, and she couldn’t stop her shoulders from shaking slightly.

"How... How did you know I like flowers?"

She raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears as she asked the man.

The man was taken aback. In the time it took for that sentence, he also looked at the bunch of flowers in his hand with a puzzled expression.

"I didn’t know, don’t you like them?"

"..."

"Then throw them away!" He became displeased and picked up the flowers, ready to discard them.

Yin Hehe, seeing this, quickly snatched the flowers back.

"I like them, I like them a lot!" She choked back the fog in her eyes and said, hugging the flowers.

Of course, she liked them.

Although he still couldn’t remember everything, now, just a flicker of thought in his mind made him give her the flowers she loved the most.

How could she not be happy?

Yin Hehe, as if cradling the most precious treasure, held the flowers tightly against her chest.

Seeing this, the man was satisfied.

"What about my reward?" He actually made a demands with a sense of entitlement.

Yin Hehe was startled, "Reward? What do you want? Food? Okay, we’ll go in later..."

Before she could finish speaking, the tall man suddenly bent down.

Then, under everyone’s watchful eyes, he kissed her lips.

Yin Hehe: "!!!!"

How could this bastard do this? Doesn’t he know this is in front of everyone?

And, wasn’t he confused? Why did he only remember this and keep kissing her?

Yin Hehe’s face turned so red it looked like it could bleed.

What she didn’t know was that this scene had just been seen by someone who had come looking for them.

He was dressed in an olive green military uniform, with specially made boots on his feet.

Originally, after going to Willow District, upon hearing from Cheng Chi that the two of them were here, he had come looking for them, but he had not expected to see such an exciting scene right at the entrance of this bustling snack street.

His steps stopped.

His hands clenched into fists at his sides...

Chapter 334: Chapter 334 Cards!

Yin Hehe spent the whole day with Sheng Siyuan, only returning to the Willow District in the afternoon.

"You’re back? Did you see Xiahou Jingmu?" Cheng Chi asked as soon as they finally returned.

Yin Hehe paused for a moment.

Xiahou Jingmu?

She hadn’t seen him at all; when had he gone to look for them?

"It was soon after you guys left, but he couldn’t find you. Perhaps you were at the snack street where it was too crowded."

Having not found him, Cheng Chi also helped analyze the situation.

Yin Hehe didn’t inquire further.

Actually, she wasn’t too keen on meeting Xiahou Jingmu; the encounter at He’anli the day before had been quite unpleasant.

She didn’t want to hear again that he was there seeking her out because of issues on that side.

Yin Hehe went to her room, found a fine porcelain vase specifically for the bunch of pink roses, and nurtured them carefully.

This guy has really made quite the progress today.

It seems he really deserves a good reward.

After arranging the flowers, Yin Hehe went to the kitchen to cook, just when her close friend Caicai sent a message in the girlfriends’ group chat asking about her well-being.

So, she chatted with her while cooking.

[Caicai: Wow, he actually knows to give you flowers now? That’s progress!]

[Qiandai: Yeah, I think so too, Lan. Given this, is there still hope for your husband?]

This lady from Country R really knows how to phrase things.

As if Yin Hehe’s husband was some kind of a write-off?

[Yin Hehe: I’m training him gradually, I’m even planning to take him to the hospital tomorrow to get checked out.]

[Caicai: That sounds good, he can handle documents now, and he’s giving you flowers, Hehe, I really think you should investigate how exactly he was rescued when he was severely injured that time. Maybe the doctors misdiagnosed it.]

Suddenly, this message from her bestie Caicai appeared in the group chat.

Seeing it, Yin Hehe’s fingers, which were folding the vegetables, stopped...

Indeed, she should conduct an investigation. There was no way his intellect could have recovered to such an extent in just one month if it had been severely damaged.

Yin Hehe decided to visit the main hospital tomorrow.

However, that very evening, Xiahou Jingmu, back at his residence, also received an anonymous email unexpectedly.

As soon as he opened it, he saw a photo of a helicopter landing on the outskirts of the capital.

"What is this?"

He was initially puzzled by the photo.

It wasn’t until he opened the second one and saw a photo of a man drenched in blood being carried out that he understood.

All of a sudden, his face turned deathly pale!

Who had sent him this? Why did he have these photos?

He panicked instantly, and the coffee he was holding trembled so much it spilled out, finally setting it down on the table in utter disarray.

"No... this can’t be, the mission was conducted in secret. Nobody in the team even knew what I was doing; it’s impossible that anyone else would know."

While trying to reassure himself and remain calm, he stood up, intending to thoroughly check his computer in the communications department.

But just then, his phone on the table began to vibrate again.

"Hello?"

"Junior General Xiahou, did you see the photos I sent you? How do you like this little gift?"

The voice on the phone, altered by a voice changer, said.

But!!

He had come just for those two photos.

Xiahou Jingmu immediately felt as if he’d been stabbed by something, and he slammed his apartment door shut, then made sure the windows were sealed tight as well.

Only then, with a lowered voice filled with shock and anger, did he ask, "Who are you? How do you have this?"

"Hahahaha..." Upon hearing this, the person on the phone burst into loud laughter.

"Junior General, are you afraid? Don’t be nervous, I’m not going to throw these things out just yet."

"You!"

Xiahou Jingmu trembled with rage.

"Who on earth are you?" He took a long time to compose himself before asking word by word on the phone.

But how could the person on the other end answer that? The voice changer they used made it clear they didn’t want him to know who they were.

The other party laughed again.

"Junior General, it doesn’t matter who I am. You just need to know that I’m the person saving you from danger," they said.

"What are you talking about? Eliminating danger?"

"Yes," the other party confirmed confidently.

"Do you believe that if your great-uncle Xiahou Yi knew that the little son he finally found returned only to turn out such a fool, and it was you, Xiahou Jingmu, who intentionally delayed the rescue, what do you think his reaction would be?"

The person was like a venomous snake that, after clamping down on your vital spot, plunged you into immediate, overwhelming despair.

Xiahou Jingmu’s complexion had turned utterly pale.

However, he still tried to defend himself, "What nonsense are you spouting? I didn’t delay on purpose, the helicopter had problems!"

"Yes, yes, you didn’t," the person readily conceded.

"But do you think Xiahou Yi will believe that? A perfectly good helicopter having issues right at that time, what do you say?"

"You—" Xiahou Jingmu was rendered speechless.

There was nothing left but to stand in the apartment, leaning weakly against the desk, looking as though all life had drained from him.

Because, indeed, it was the few minutes of his delay that led to Sheng Siyuan’s current condition.

A few minutes may not mean much to an average person, but to someone fighting against the clock for their life,

it truly is a matter of life and death.

So, on that day, Sheng Siyuan was rushed to the operating room, and his life was saved, but when he woke up, he turned out the way he is now.

"Junior General, have you thought it through? Would you like us to eliminate the danger for you? So that you can climb to the pinnacle with ease in the future!"

Seeing that he had been silent for a while, the person on the phone, with a seemingly kind and earnest demeanor, started pressing for an answer.

Propping himself up against the table behind him, Xiahou Jingmu took a while before he heard himself ask, "What danger? Are you referring to Sheng Siyuan?"

"Of course not!"

Unexpectedly, the person flatly denied it.

"What danger does Sheng Siyuan pose now? He’s become such a fool; what I’m talking about is... Xiahou Yi!"

The name was enunciated, word by word, from the person’s mouth.

Suddenly, Xiahou Jingmu, upon hearing this, his eyes widened and he bellowed into the phone, "Dream on! Even if I die, I won’t let you harm my great-uncle!"

"Tsk..." Hearing this roar, the person on the phone just let out a light chuckle.

"Junior General, it seems you’re quite protective of this old man. After all, he raised you from a young age. But have you ever considered? What’s your true worth in his eyes?"

"Shut your mouth!"

Xiahou Jingmu roared back as soon as he heard this.

He didn’t want to listen to this at all.

Just as he was about to hang up, the voice on the other end quickly added, "Your worth is probably just to be the stepping stone beneath the feet of his designated heir, right?"

"..."

Once again, Xiahou Jingmu’s body swayed.

Chapter 335: Chapter 335: Who’s Going to Take Charge?

The wind that night was especially cold, and in the middle of the night, it started to snow again. The rustling, falling snowflakes soon turned the entire city a silvery white.

However, this night in Willow District was exceptionally warm. Under the thick quilt, Yin Hehe was currently being tightly embraced by this man, sleeping soundly.

This guy, it did take some effort to coax him tonight.

Because he remembered certain things extraordinarily clearly.

For instance, Yin Hehe had coaxed him this morning, saying they would continue more deeply tonight, and he really had been waiting for her since after taking a bath.

Then, as soon as Yin Hehe got into bed, he pounced without a word. Perhaps this was just men’s nature, an instinct etched into his bones.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment, Yin Hehe came to her senses, and then it took the strength of nine bulls and two tigers to coax him to sleep.

Afterwards, she too fell into an exhausted sleep.

She wasn’t unwilling to do such things, but he wasn’t clear-headed right now. If they did it, she was afraid their relationship would become uncontrollable in the future, after all, he had the temperament of a child.

—

"Young Madam, are you awake? The old housekeeper from the estate has come."

She was woken up in the morning by the servants outside knocking on her door, only then did she groggily open her eyes.

The old housekeeper? So early?

Yin Hehe could not help but get up, glanced at the man beside her who was still asleep, didn’t disturb him, and dressed before quietly slipping out of the room.

"Uncle Butler, good morning!"

And indeed, as soon as she came out, she saw an elderly man in a thick cotton-padded jacket standing there in the courtyard, blanketed with snow, waiting for her.

"Good morning, Xiaoyin. It snowed last night. Did you sleep well? Are the warming measures in place here alright? Any problems with the heating?"

Upon seeing Yin Hehe, the old housekeeper first inquired about these matters with concern.

Yin Hehe immediately felt a warmth in her heart.

"Everything’s fine, this place was the ancestral home of the Shen Family after all, it definitely wouldn’t be lacking."

"That’s true!" The old housekeeper also smiled and nodded.

He stepped forward and had some living supplies that he had brought along moved inside by the people behind him.

"These are all items ordered by the old general to be brought over. Although this place is their ancestral home, it’s rarely lived in and might be short on some household goods, so we’ve brought along a complete set for you."

"Great, thank you to the old general!" Yin Hehe was not shy about accepting them.

After storing the goods, the old housekeeper then got down to the real business at hand.

"I’ve come mainly because the lunar month is approaching, and as per tradition, the Xiahou Family’s festival preparations are always managed by Chu Feng’e. Now that they’re no longer in charge, the old general would like you to take responsibility."

Who would have thought? The old housekeeper immediately delivered such a message.

Yin Hehe’s eyes widened.

"Me, take responsibility? I don’t even know how to do these things. Can you teach me?"

"No problem, I’ll teach you at the beginning, and you’ll gradually get the hang of it."

The old housekeeper reassured her with a beaming smile.

Yin Hehe: "..."

She thought back to the funeral she had presided over at He’anli a few days ago, furrowed her brows, and finally said, "Uncle Zhong, we won’t be staying here long, so you shouldn’t entrust these matters to me."

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, the expression of the old housekeeper in front of her changed immediately with astonishment.

"Why can’t you stay here long? You’re already part of this family, where would you go if not here?" he asked anxiously and in surprise.

Yin Hehe smiled, "We naturally want to return to Jiangbei. This place, it’s not suitable for us. Besides, if he were clear-headed, he wouldn’t want to stay here either."

"..."

The butler was so anxious that he was jumping up and down, but at this point, he couldn’t continue speaking, because some matters were not within his capacity to discuss as just the steward of the house.

The butler rushed back in a hurry.

Cheng Chi saw this from behind and came over.

"Madam, by being so straightforward with him, won’t you risk being forcibly detained by Xiahou Yi once he finds out?"

He asked, quite worried.

Yin Hehe glanced in the direction of the bedroom, her expression remaining calm, "You’re overthinking it, Ayuan is already in such a condition, he is only keeping him here for appearances. Once the storm passes, if I wish to take him away, that old man naturally won’t hold onto him anymore."

"That’s a relief!" Cheng Chi let out a long sigh.

And indeed, as Yin Hehe had anticipated, it wasn’t much later after the butler returned that a phone call came from the estate.

"Xiaoyin, I’ve discussed the matter you just mentioned with the old general, and he has no objections. However, he hopes that you will still handle this year’s end arrangements; he can’t find anyone else now."

"...Alright then."

Upon hearing this, Yin Hehe could only agree.

The year-end arrangements probably involved buying New Year’s goods and such, which she guessed wouldn’t be too big of a deal. She would just have to work hard and get it done.

She wanted to go back to Jiangbei for the New Year anyway.

That very day, Yin Hehe went to the estate.

"Xiaoyin, you’re here." The butler was very pleased to see her arrive.

When Yin Hehe arrived at the entrance of the main hall, she saw that the old general, who was usually inside, was absent, which somewhat surprised her.

"Is the old general not here?"

"He’s not, he got a phone call this morning from Jingmu; must be something important."

The butler briefly explained, then nonchalantly picked up two thick account books from the table behind him.

Yin Hehe was taken aback, "What’s this?"

The butler, "These are the family account books, every household is listed here, first calculate the total income in this general ledger, then distribute it to them according to the customer ratio."

"!!!!"

Was this a joke? Wasn’t she supposed to buy New Year’s goods? And now they wanted her to distribute account books?

Yin Hehe was suddenly overwhelmed.

"Uncle Zhong, I can’t do this, I’ve never done anything like this before."

"Don’t worry, I’ll teach you," the butler grinned like a sly fox.

"Besides, Xiaoyin, you are such a formidable lawyer, and they say lawyers also rely on their brains for a living, so this little thing won’t stump you."

"..."

Yin Hehe was left speechless.

Having no choice, she spent the afternoon at the estate going over these accounts, and what was outrageous was that, while she did work out the total accounts, once she got to distributing them to each household, she had to break it down even further.

For example, for Xiahou Jingmu’s family, with now six members, distribution had to be calculated per capita, including not just cash but also various investment dividends, and it was actually getting down to the detail of buying the actual New Year’s goods.

Yin Hehe was about to freak out.

"I can’t do this; I need to call my husband."

She suddenly thought of this helpful idea, so she put down her pen and stood up.

But as she was leaving the courtyard, she suddenly saw several servants running out from the back with panicked expressions.

"What’s happened?" she immediately grabbed a servant and asked.

"Young mistress, it’s terrible, the old general and Young Master Jingmu have been in a car accident on their way back."

"What?"

Yin Hehe’s face instantly turned pale!