"We'll talk after the child is born." Chen's Father, however, said lightly, "A single woman can't cause a real stir."
Hearing this, Chen Qin gave a soft hum but ultimately said nothing more.
After lunch, Ye Shuang sat in the living room chatting and drinking tea with Chen's Father, discussing some matters about the company and recent events.
"Shuang, what do you think about arranging for Ah Hai to work under you?" During a pause, Chen's Father suddenly suggested, "Just put him to work hard. That fellow is too used to a carefree life, can't rein in his nature."
"I'll follow your arrangements, Uncle Chen." Ye Shuang gave a faint smile, which pleased Chen's Father even more. He couldn't help but sigh, wishing his own son were half as sensible as Ye Shuang—to act so foolishly over a woman, and after marriage at that.
Chen's Father said to the housekeeper nearby, "Please fetch that contract from the table for me."
"Take a look at this."
Ye Shuang took the document folder, seeming somewhat puzzled, but opened it and glanced inside.
Share Transfer Agreement
Seeing those words, Ye Shuang was stunned for a moment. After carefully reading a few pages, he looked up. "Uncle Chen, this... is far too generous."
"Hey, we're family, no need for such talk. I've already discussed it with the other shareholders." Chen's Father smiled and patted Ye Shuang's shoulder. "I have high hopes for you."
"After you marry Qin, I'll have an even bigger gift for you then."
Ye Shuang fell silent for a while.
The total market value of the Chen family's enterprise was five hundred billion Hong Kong dollars. According to this contract, Chen's Father was essentially giving him several billion for free—enough to live an extravagantly lavish lifestyle for the rest of his life.
But such a sum felt like a hot potato to Ye Shuang. Accepting it would essentially bind him completely to the group's interests.
It was clear Chen's Father intended this as Chen Qin's dowry.
But Ye Shuang was only here temporarily, not to become a shareholder.
"I can't accept this," Ye Shuang finally refused. "It's too generous, Uncle Chen. I haven't done anything to deserve it."
"I'm getting old," Chen's Father suddenly said, his gaze distant. "Who wasn't a bit wild in their youth? One woman, two women... as long as Qin agrees, it's fine for that child to live with you all."
Ye Shuang's expression turned to one of astonishment. He never expected Chen's Father to say such a thing, but considering the older generation's mindset, such things weren't entirely surprising.
"I..."
"Alright, let's keep this matter until after the wedding." Seeing Ye Shuang unwilling to accept the contract, Chen's Father seemed to guess the reason. He patted the younger man's shoulder. "Young people should focus more on their careers. These matters of the heart... don't need to be drawn so clearly..."
At that moment, Chen Qin walked over, her steps light. "What are you two talking about?"
"Just men's talk, of course." Chen's Father said with a laugh, taking a sip of tea.
"Hmph." Chen Qin immediately made a face, as if to say 'you're both so petty.'
Perhaps noticing Chen Qin's revealing attire, even the "Slimes" were pressed tightly together outlining a deep cleavage, Chen's Father added, "It's cold. Go change your clothes."
"Fine~" Chen Qin's eyes sparkled mischievously, then she beckoned Ye Shuang to follow her upstairs. "Come on, Ah Ye, come with me."
"Alright." Ye Shuang was also somewhat worried Chen's Father might bring up more awkward topics, so he stood up. "Uncle Chen, we'll head up first."
"Go on." Chen's Father didn't try to keep Ye Shuang for further conversation.
Though I could have this lad help me appraise my antique collection later.
Ye Shuang and Chen Qin returned to her room.
The simple, elegantly furnished room contained a large round bed. A computer sat on a set of casual desk and chairs. It looked quite ordinary, but the view from the balcony was excellent, filled with greenery.
"Where's Yuyou?" Ye Shuang asked after sitting down.
"She went to pick vegetables with my mom. There's a vegetable garden out back, you know, hehe." Chen Qin chuckled. Her mother enjoyed growing fruits, vegetables, and flowers, and the estate had dedicated vegetable and flower gardens.
"Picking vegetables?" Ye Shuang was somewhat surprised, involuntarily picturing Bai Yuyou wearing a little straw hat, bent over observing the plants.
Come to think of it, she probably hasn't experienced things like that before.
"Whew..." Chen Qin's room had a faint, pleasant fragrance. Sitting by the desk, Ye Shuang finally let out a relaxed sigh.
"What did my daddy talk to you about?"
"A share transfer." Ye Shuang didn't hide it, recounting what had just happened.
"Isn't one percent good? The annual dividends would be huge."
"Is it that I think it's too little? It's too much." Ye Shuang said with slight exasperation. "Several billion thrown in my face—what could I possibly say?"
"That's Daddy's trust in you. I don't even have as many shares as that." Chen Qin said. After all, the old man held most of the equity tightly; neither she nor Chen Hai had much.
Chen Qin leaned forward slightly, looking at Ye Shuang seated in the chair, a smile on her face. "Ah Ye~"
Ye Shuang looked up, and his view was filled with the two "Slimes," which seemed to quiver slightly.
"You... you should change your clothes first." Ye Shuang coughed dryly.
"No. I'm doing this on purpose." Seeing Ye Shuang's reaction, Chen Qin's exquisite face wore a mischievous grin as she sat down on his lap.
The thin nightgown allowed him to feel her warmth perfectly.
The scent constantly drifting from her hair and the slender curve of her back made Ye Shuang's gaze grow somewhat dazed.
"Hmph." Chen Qin tilted her head, brushing her long hair aside. Her beautiful eyes seemed to sparkle. "Do you like it when a girl acts like this?"
Ye Shuang wrapped his arms around her soft waist, smiling faintly. "Maybe."
Chen Qin suddenly closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.
Ye Shuang also lowered his head to kiss her, his hands taking hold of the Slimes.
"Mmm."
After a while, Chen Qin gently pushed Ye Shuang away and stood up, her face already flushed crimson.
"You... you're too bad! Your hands aren't supposed to move when we're kissing!"
"You're the one who came over here." Ye Shuang retorted, crossing his arms.
"Hmph, so skilled." Chen Qin gave a soft, playful hum. "Did you learn that from some other girl?"
"No." Ye Shuang pointed at himself. "As far as my memory goes, you've always been the only one."
"Even though you say my memory is faulty."
"That's right. You're much more proactive now."
"Maybe."
Chen Qin smoothed the wrinkles on the front of her gown. After twirling a strand of hair around her slender, pale finger, she suddenly asked in a soft voice, "What is our relationship?"
"A couple." Ye Shuang said.
"No, it's not. There hasn't been a confession."
Ye Shuang, about to speak further, found Chen Qin leaning down slightly and placing a finger on his lips.
"Hehe." Her rosy face beamed with a smile.
"Who says the guy has to do the confessing? Let me."
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lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
