An Yang really found it strange.

That day Young Master Qin looked like he was going to cut off ties with his father and his uncle, so how could he possibly have invited them to the concert himself?

Could it be that he knew President Ye would go to watch? Or did the Qin family want to do something to President Ye again?

An Yang’s head became a mess again, and when he saw that it was about time, he shut down the computer in his hand and walked toward President Ye’s room.

When he opened the door, President Ye was at the desk in the study handling matters.

But the man’s complexion looked somewhat haggard, as if he had not slept well for a long time.

“President Ye, did you need me to call a doctor over?”

An Yang, while helping President Ye tidy up the documents, spoke with some concern, since President Ye’s expression now was indeed worrying.

Those beautiful eyes with the upturned corners were now full of exhaustion and weariness. At a glance it was obvious that the owner of those eyes had not rested at all during this time.

But the beautiful man shook his head and said: “It’s nothing, just a little bit of not being used to it. Once this project is finished and I return home… maybe it will be better.”

As he spoke, his voice paused slightly before continuing.

An Yang still looked at President Ye with worry, but in the end said nothing. He only mentioned that Assistant Cui and the others would be arriving soon.

And as An Yang expected, President Ye’s movements paused slightly. He did not look at An Yang, only said with his mouth: “If it’s a proper project, of course we can’t stop them from doing their normal work. By then, An Yang, you can also meet up with them.”

“Alright, President Ye, then I’ll notify them right away. Also, President Ye, Mr. Ali bin Mustafa invited you to the golf course, and now it is already time.”

As An Yang spoke, he saw President Ye nod, change into a light casual outfit, and then go downstairs.

Since that day’s incident, within just a few days, President Ye had used the excuse of business talks to hide in Dubai and negotiate business locally. And the clients there felt shocked at President Ye’s dedication to service.

They originally thought President Ye would come only a few months later.

But his arrival now also delighted them greatly.

President Ye, relying on this kind of relentless effort, secured orders again and even picked up several renovation contracts along the way.

Although they were all small deals, it was still a very good start.

Yet President Ye’s mood was never very cheerful. Even when he occasionally went out to relax and see the local sights, no smile appeared on his face.

But An Yang and the other staff could understand. After all, if they had gone through what President Ye did, let alone come out to talk business, even not jumping off a building on the spot would already count as strong willpower.

If it hadn’t been for those three members of the Qin family insisting on maintaining that last shred of a legal bottom line—although An Yang felt they only did it because they were afraid of angering President Ye—they really couldn’t imagine how President Ye could have survived.

Besides…

An Yang always felt that President Ye seemed to be willing himself, and today’s answer clearly showed that too.

Did President Ye still love them?

An Yang was not sure, but he was certain that President Ye must have been in great pain and inner conflict because of worldly ethics.

He thought about it while sitting in the car, watching President Ye’s haggard expression.

And in fact, President Ye’s mind was also indeed occupied, and he truly felt miserable.

—But the reason was the complete opposite of what An Yang imagined.

【19, help me! If I stay here any longer, I really can’t keep acting!】

As soon as Ye Wangxing entered the system space, he grabbed 19’s arm, and the sharp shrill noise that had been silent for a long time rang out again.

【With my current spending level, even if someone called me with a scam saying I had bought an elephant, I would sincerely believe it—I really can’t feel sadness anymore!】

Forgive Ye Wangxing for not having seen much of the world, but who could possibly sit in first class flying to Dubai, be chauffeured in luxury cars to a luxury suite, eat dinners cooked by Michelin chefs, lie in bed with top luxury bedding while facing the glamorous night view outside, and still cry sadly?

The fact that he didn’t burst out laughing right there showing his molars was already extreme restraint.

His haggard look during this time came only from being unable to laugh and having to pretend to be melancholic.

Thanks to 19, he could still laugh out loud in the consciousness space. Otherwise, he really would have developed schizophrenia from holding it in.

But Ye Wangxing really was at his limit. A month was already the maximum. If he stayed longer, he feared he would not be able to resist laughing in bed at night and scare the main character shou badly.

【A month’s time was about enough. How was An Yang’s progress? Did your two bodies heal up? Next comes the last task. Remember, you absolutely must not make a move again. You really relied on the fact that you couldn’t feel pain and went all out!】

As Ye Wangxing spoke, his emotions gradually calmed.

But 19 knew this was only an illusion.

—The emotion monitor on the host still flashed red like it was at a disco.

Fortunately, 19 was used to it. This had been the host’s normal state during this period.

He could also understand that, for the host, this experience was no less than throwing 19 into the main system’s database to update the system’s computing module with one click, refining the algorithm.

So 19 held him on the sofa with one arm so that his host would not slide down because of gravity, and then began reporting one by one the news that the host wanted to hear.

[Host, the protagonist shou already had thoughts of divorcing the protagonist gong. The An family and the Xu family also started to pressure the protagonist shou because of the Qin family’s obstruction. After returning to the country, I suggested that the host arrange for someone to accompany the protagonist shou to talk to the Xu family and the An family about divorce.]

[Or arrange to meet Xu Feng. According to the system’s calculation, even though the probability that the protagonist gong would be unwilling was as high as 96.43%, as long as he connected with Yun Cheng and let him stay by the protagonist gong’s side, even if he was unwilling, he would still agree to the divorce.]

19 spoke calmly.

Ye Wangxing gradually felt a bit sleepy. Maybe it was because 19’s voice had no fluctuations, or maybe it was because the sofa in the consciousness space was becoming more and more comfortable.

Of course, it was more likely that his spirit had indeed been extremely tense during this period and he still had to suppress it. Now that he was in a safe place, his mind naturally relaxed.

But he still forced himself to say: [Haa—then after returning to the country, let’s arrange it like this. It must be before the concert plot that Xu Feng and An Yang completely divorce, otherwise it would be very difficult to separate later.]

[I really didn’t know what the protagonist gong was thinking. An Yang raised the issue of divorce, but he was unwilling, and at the concert he even made a vague confession to give him hope, but then he turned around and said the confession was for Yun Cheng…]

Ye Wangxing shook his head and said with weariness: [Now there was even a divorce cooling-off period, three months. What if Xu Feng suddenly went crazy and regretted it? I didn’t know if An Yang could reach an agreement with Yun Cheng, letting Yun Cheng stay by Xu Feng’s side to provoke him…]

19 noted down the host’s words. His calm, unwavering voice sounded again as he began reporting a few sentences about the progress of physical recovery.

And under this hypnotic tone, Ye Wangxing gradually fell asleep.

19 did not wake the host. There was still an hour until the appointment at the golf course with that client, so he decided to let the host sleep for now.

19 put his arm under the host’s head as a pillow to make him sleep more comfortably, while his golden eyes kept watching the host’s physiological data.

Then he drew a conclusion.

—Without his biological body, his host’s sleep was definitely problematic.

In fact, Ye Wangxing simply had ordinary project anxiety and, being abroad for the first time, was so excited that he could not sleep.

But for 19, this was unbearable.

Yet he had no good solution. The consciousness space was only the projection of their minds, so he could not influence the host’s real body through consciousness. This also made 19 feel a bit frustrated.

When he was under 19’s care, the host had been well taken care of. But after just one month outside, his physiological data became so poor.

19 thought gloomily.

Now he finally understood the host’s desire to quickly enter the next mission.

If the host continued like this, who knew how bad his physiological data would be when he returned to the country.

Fortunately, 19 had already arranged for an assistant to come. After some familiarity, the host’s attitude could soften, and the biological body could also appear by his side.

19 thought, keeping his arm motionless. After deciding on the upcoming work schedule, he opened the golf tutorial interface and began designing a crash course for his host.

He did not know what emotion his emotion module was simulating, but this feeling gave the CPU a comfortable temperature.

This was probably what humans called “warmth”?

That day, under 19’s teaching, Ye Wangxing became unstoppable on the golf course, defeating everyone in his path, which made the client very happy, as this client liked seeing others show skill on his course.

Especially when Ye Wangxing performed two hole-in-ones that day, which made the client beam with joy. With a wave of his hand, he signed an order for 10 tons.

And this order seemed to open some kind of switch. Afterwards, all kinds of orders flowed toward Ye Wangxing.

Whether it was renovation orders, water pipe orders, or all sorts of irregular-shaped pipe orders, Ye Wangxing accepted all that he could.

With 19’s system as a cheat, Ye Wangxing did not make the blunder of accepting an order only to realize later that the factory could not produce it in time.

Everything was arranged in an orderly manner. The schedule was timed just right while also leaving enough reaction time.

After flying all around the Middle East, Ye Wangxing returned to Dubai with a great number of orders.

An Yang naturally felt happy for President Ye. Although flying around was tiring, this feeling of fighting for one’s career deeply fascinated An Yang.

Even Assistant Cui, who usually loved overtime, sighed that An Yang was truly some kind of born workhorse.

But even a born workhorse would not agree with everything the boss did—especially when An Yang discovered that people from the Qin family began appearing around President Ye.

President Ye did not indicate that he would forgive them. He even spoke to those Qin family members with a stiff tone.

But An Yang, seeing that even though he spoke so stiffly, President Ye still said one or two soft words when he saw them sad, really could not believe his words.

Just look at the results of these Qin family members around President Ye.

Qin Yi, Director Qin—he silently accompanied President Ye while shopping. Then he turned around and gave a pair of couple’s watches he had just bought at an auction, worth as much as two large local apartments. Facing President Ye’s stiff ridicule, a single sentence: “Do you really not want me anymore?” immediately made President Ye choke.

President Ye could not say a word for a long time. In the end, Director Qin insisted on having a two-person dinner with President Ye, and only after receiving the brooch that President Ye reluctantly gave him did he return to the country satisfied.

Qin Qiu, President Qin—he had taken President Ye to a legal racetrack in the middle of the night. Faced with President Ye’s angry scolding, he simply parked the car to the side. “I just wanted you to really look at me, not my brother.”

…President Ye had almost been led into a hotel by him, but in the end, he accompanied him to breakfast and accepted the local penthouse he gifted. Then the man, with a playful smile, left carrying the men’s perfume that President Ye had given him.

Qin Shi, Teacher Qin—he had come to Dubai during a break from preparing the concert, openly wanting to take President Ye out to play. When President Ye expressed that he didn’t want to go, Qin Shi’s eyes silently filled with tears.

…President Ye spent the day with him, almost got led into a hotel again, but at the last moment, he came to his senses. After being forced to accept the helicopter that Qin Shi gifted, Qin Shi happily left, carrying the glass sculpture that President Ye had made himself.

Originally, President Ye had intended to gift jewelry from a luxury store, but by chance, he encountered a client who had the equipment at home, so he helped the client make a sculpture.

In the end, Qin Shi insisted on taking the glass sculpture, and the earrings were also not left behind.

An Yang hadn’t thought much of it—until two days later, except for Qian, Qin Shi’s assistant, the other two assistants simultaneously asked him whether President Ye could make two more glass sculptures.

Apparently, the three almost started fighting in China over it.

An Yang: “…”

At first, An Yang had some admiration, realizing this was how rich people pursued someone?

But after learning what happened in China, An Yang’s perspective shifted slightly.

Material foundation was important, but it still depended on whether the other person liked you.

…Yun Cheng probably didn’t like it.

The key was that President Ye also valued emotions.

Faced with An Yang’s words, President Ye stayed silent for a while before saying,

“…An Yang, I can only say that when choosing a partner, looks really are a deciding factor.”

He paused, then, almost breaking down, covered his face and said: “That decides whether you can argue with him.”

An Yang: “…”?

So, all the times I genuinely worried about you, President Ye, meant what?

An Yang seemed to understand what Brother Zhang felt when he saw him inching closer to Xu Feng.

It gave him a slight heartache.

But these were all jokes. An Yang knew that President Ye would never forgive Qin Yi and the others for such superficial reasons.

At the core, it was because President Ye couldn’t let go of CEO Qin and the others. Their feelings were intense and entangled—like dragon beard pastry sprinkled with sugar.

You could only swallow it whole, sorting it out bit by bit was impossible.

So An Yang no longer worried about President Ye. Qin Yi and the others cared for President Ye’s psychological and physical safety even more than anyone else, which was good. Especially since they were about to return to China, their involvement made An Yang’s arrangements much smoother.

However, while the relationship between President Ye and Qin family group had eased, An Yang himself faced problems—still related to his parents.

An Yang looked at the messages constantly popping up on his phone and sighed.

His parents had only realized he was on a business trip two weeks after he arrived in Dubai. Initially, they sent insulting messages. Later, after Xu family apparently told them something, they realized he had been serving as President Ye’s assistant for several months.

That was the first time An Yang experienced being treated gently by his parents.

How to describe it? The experience felt unpleasant.

It was like a python wrapping around you, tightening its muscles at any moment.

This had led An Yang to obediently receive their messages twice before. But after realizing his parents didn’t understand what it meant not to disturb someone at work, nor what true politeness was, he mustered courage with President Ye’s encouragement and blocked his parents.

He had to admit that after blocking them, he felt much more at ease. Although there was still some guilt for being unfilial, the busy work in Dubai diluted it. Only at night did the guilt resurface.

And it completely dissipated in the morning sunlight.

But his parents wouldn’t give up easily. They went through the Xu family as intermediaries. An Yang finally chose to give Xu family face, letting his father set up a small group chat with the three of them.

Yet An Yang never spoke in the group, only his parents sent various caring messages.

These messages far outnumbered everything they had said in the past twenty-some years.

An Yang didn’t care. He wouldn’t read the messages, nor accept any red envelopes or transfers.

He now agreed with what Assistant Cui had said: that his parents might be the biggest stain on his life.

Unfortunately, An Yang’s personality was already set, he wouldn’t use this to attack them. He would simply refuse any kindness from his parents.

‘After returning to China and discussing the divorce with Xu Feng, I’ll talk with my parents about future matters, and consult President Ye as well.’

An Yang definitely didn’t want to live with his parents. He had fulfilled his duties at An company, and its closure wasn’t his fault—it was purely his parents’ investment mistake.

He didn’t want to take their assets. He was doing fine beside President Ye but didn’t want to manage the company anymore. How to tell his parents politely and make them accept it troubled him, so he planned to consult President Ye—though he framed it as asking for a friend’s advice, not wanting to burden President Ye.

An Yang knew his parents had a bad relationship, but he hadn’t realized it was this bad.

Even private messages were used to attack each other, each trying to blame the other entirely, presenting themselves as victims.

An Yang felt extremely helpless reading these messages.

Why couldn’t they just talk? Why did they always argue? Why couldn’t they be open and honest?

So An Yang made what he felt was the greatest decision of his life.

He uploaded all chat records to the family group his father created, including all private messages his parents had sent him.

“Mom, Dad, I think you both need to talk honestly. Resolve conflicts instead of trying to ‘fix’ each other. You’re married for life—you can’t keep fighting like this.”

An Yang spoke sincerely.

He truly meant it. When he got married, his parents had taught him this, Aunt Xu said the same, as did Old Master Xu and Xu Feng.

After sending the message, An Yang left the group immediately, fearing that staying even a second longer would affect his parents’ honesty.

That night, with “Do Not Disturb” on, his phone still received 999+ calls and messages.

An Yang was used to it, his parents were like that, whether good or bad, as long as they scolded him.

So he ignored the insults and happily flew back to China.

However, when he dragged his heavy suitcase home and planned to rest in his room, he found Xu Feng sitting on the sofa, looking sullen and unhappy—almost like a scene from months ago.

An Yang found it strange. The Xu Group was being attacked daily by the Qin family. Why was Xu Feng sitting in their marital home instead of going home?

Thinking this, An Yang asked,

“Xu Feng, why are you sitting here? Aren’t you going home? If it’s late, Aunt Xu will worry.”

Upon hearing An Yang, Xu Feng’s handsome face darkened, his expression even more fierce.

“This is my home. Why would I go anywhere else? Did you have fun in Dubai? Huh? Is it fun to leave home silently after marriage?”

Xu Feng aggressively questioned An Yang.

“Our Xu family faced such a huge problem, and you, as my daughter-in-law, didn’t help. You even stayed in Dubai with President Ye. Two months without seeing me, and you didn’t even send a message!”

Xu Feng grew more aggrieved, feeling his eyes watering.

But An Yang didn’t panic or appear suffocated as before. He simply watched Xu Feng’s theatrics calmly and said softly: “Xu Feng, we’re all adults with work to do. I only served as President Ye’s assistant, I couldn’t influence his decisions. Besides, shouldn’t you be addressing CEO Qin, not me?”

Xu Feng was stunned. He wanted to retort but didn’t know what to say, so he vented impotently,

“An Yang, what are you talking about? Where did you learn such behavior?”

Xu Feng truly felt An Yang had gone bad after traveling abroad with President Ye.

How could An Yang not comfort him, and even refuse his request?

Yet Xu Feng’s harsh words didn’t make An Yang revert. Instead, An Yang wore a resigned expression, like watching kindergarten kids perform.

He softened his tone, speaking as if to a child: “Alright, Xu Feng, stop sulking. You should be by Aunt Xu’s side now. President Ye really can’t influence CEO Qin and the others’ decisions.”

Xu Feng felt An Yang was different now—not outwardly, as his appearance hadn’t changed, still bare-faced, maybe a bit more vibrant.

But Xu Feng felt An Yang wasn’t the same, and he had no experience dealing with this An Yang, so he chose his most effective tactic: “An Yang, if you keep this up, we’ll go to the civil affairs bureau to get divorced tomorrow!”

But Xu Feng didn’t get a panicked An Yang, he got a man finally breathing a sigh of relief.

“Xu Feng, that’s exactly what I wanted to tell you.”

The young man smiled, still bare-faced, but his features somehow looked sharper, full of life.

Xu Feng looked at him—someone he grew up with—now seeming so unfamiliar.

“Xu Feng, let’s go to the civil affairs bureau tomorrow to get divorced.”

 

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