The Yin Group press conference concluded after a lengthy process of more than three hours.
Su Xiaong, on behalf of everyone at Yin Group, thanked the attending journalists, dia, and guests.
The people, exited.
In the vast venue, there were only a few people sparsely seated.
Among them was a middle-aged man who had previously cheered and applauded for Zeng Xiaocheng.
Though Xiao ng didn’t know who he was, she walked over to him. Before she could speak, a security guard approached and whispered to Su Xiaong,
"Mr. Zeng Xiaocheng accidentally fell down the stairs after exiting the venue... Shan Minglang has taken him to the hospital."
Su Xiaong was shocked and quickly asked, "Is it serious?"
Upon asking, she saw Zeng Qi rushing out the door, leaving Su Xiaong blinking in confusion.
She called Shan Minglang on her cell phone, and only after asking about the situation did she feel at ease.
The vast venue was now empty, with Yin Group’s executives returning to their posts.
After the press conference ended, there was still a lot of follow-up work to take care of.
Secretary Luo also inford Su Xiaong about a dinner engagent in the evening regarding a Yin Group business project.
Su Xiaong acknowledged,
"Got it."
In a seat in the middle of the front row, Ren Yixuan sat there, watching Su Xiaong like a seasoned businesswoman in the corporate world.
After reporting, Secretary Luo left, closing the venue door behind without letting anyone in to disturb them.
Su Xiaong took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Ren Yixuan, who was seated on an empty seat. She... gave him a gentle smile before stepping over to the empty seat beside him and sitting down.
The two sat side by side.
"Sitting on the stage and sitting below, the feeling is really very different."
Su Xiaong said mildly.
Ren Yixuan looked at the now-empty stage,
"I never thought that when I ca back, you’d be standing on that stage, unafraid of anyone’s gaze."
"Is the change significant?"
Su Xiaong touched her head and asked him.
"I went to see Uncle and Aunt."
"..."
"I went to see Uncle and Aunt without your permission, sorry."
Su Xiaong pursed her lips, "I thought you didn’t resent anymore. I didn’t expect you’d still be distant enough to say sorry to ."
Ren Yixuan turned his head to look at her, his gaze landing on her jet-black hair, especially the very black crown...
"I rember your hair used to not be this black, it was sowhat yellow. I always said you were malnourished before..."
"Ah? Really?"
Su Xiaong casually grabbed her hair, smiled,
"Now the nutrition’s good!"
"Prematurely gray overnight..."
"..."
The smile on Su Xiaong’s face stiffened, she bit her lip, unconsciously tugging at her own hair,
"Well, it’s black now, I’ve co through."
Ren Yixuan took a deep breath, then exhaled long, his hands clasped together, his back slightly stooped, his gaze fixed on the already empty stage in front of him...
"Visiting Uncle and Aunt was also by chance. I’ve been back in the country for a short period, a few days ago I ran into Aunt in a shopping mall, and later agreed to visit ho."
"..."
"A trip to London, did the financing issue get resolved?"
Su Xiaong wasn’t surprised that Ren Yixuan knew she went to London for the Yin Group’s financing problem.
Ren Yixuan was indeed an overly clever person. Even if no one told him, he could pretty much guess about eight or nine-tenths of it.
"Yes, it’s resolved."
"Have you found solutions for the issues with Yin Group’s shelved projects?"
"My uncle has already helped resolve them. Whether it’s funding or manpower, he’s done his utmost to help."
"That’s good."
Ren Yixuan nodded.
The air still carried a sense of awkwardness.
Su Xiaong was soone very uncomfortable with awkwardness, she bit her lip, forcing out a smile,
"Speaking of which, you’re just like before!"
"The sa?"
Ren Yixuan ran a hand through his hair, chuckled lightly, "Perhaps."
"In the past two years abroad, it must’ve been tough, right?"
"In this world, who isn’t struggling? Weren’t you?"
Ren Yixuan looked at Su Xiaong, "Studying in Bath couldn’t have been as easy as coasting by for credits at A University, right?"
"You know that too?"
Su Xiaong touched her nose.
"Don’t rub, be careful, you might have a nosebleed again soon."
"... Oh."
"When Uncle and Aunt saw , it wasn’t like before... What I did then, it must’ve hurt them a lot, right?"
"No... they..."
"I’m sorry."
"..."
"Xiao ng, I’m sorry."
In the empty venue, Ren Yixuan’s two mild words seed to be especially amplified, resonating into Su Xiaong’s left chest.
She lowered her eyes... her nose tingled again.
Ren Yixuan’s tone was almost entirely filled with lancholy...
"Back then, I thought I was very mature, but... not really. Always being around you, how mature could I have gotten?"
"What you’re trying to say is..."
"Xiao ng, I know, even if Yin Shixiu is gone, you could never be mine."
"..."
Su Xiaong pressed her lips tightly together.
"I also know, you’re very worried I’ll always hold onto feelings for you..."
"That day, I went to your house, entered your bedroom, saw the wedding photo on the wall, looked at the family photo of you four together, and... the Winnie the Pooh dolls by the bed."
"..."
"As I said just now, in this world, there’s no pure friendship between n and won."
"I can’t see you as a friend, but Xiao ng... do you believe..."
Ren Yixuan looked at her,
"There’s a kind of emotion in this world, without blood relation but deeper than kinship, without love but more enduring than romance, surpassing friends, and more profound than friendship?"
"..."
"That’s what we have."
"..."
Without thinking about the specific mix of emotions in this relationship, it’s a sentint not called love, not friendship, nor kinship. It has a na, just called Ren Yixuan and Su Xiaong.
This type of relationship that no one else can replicate.
Su Xiaong looked at Ren Yixuan...
Her eyes reddened.
What he said was too profound; she seed to understand yet seed not to.
Thinking too much gives her a headache, yet thinking too little she doesn’t understand.
"You want to uphold the empire your husband built single-handedly, but you know how difficult that is, don’t you?"
"..."
"I’m not here to discourage you; I’m here to help."
"..."
"Just consider it... as atoning to you. Is that okay?"
Su Xiaong still had her head lowered, "pa ta," a tear fell to the ground.
"What’s wrong?"
Su Xiaong shook her head, unable to say anything or make a sound...
Ren Yixuan had a handso face, his expression calm, as if no one could impose any emotion onto his face.
No one at that mont could truly see through his emotions.
Two years ago, they overturned a twenty-year friendship, hurting each other to the bone.
Two years later, they picked up that two-decade friendship, ultimately... unwilling to let it go.
"Okay, okay, don’t cry anymore!"
Ren Yixuan reached out, ruffled her head randomly, ssing up her neatly combed hair.
"Co on, let’s go draft the contract."
"Contract? What contract?"
Su Xiaong, crying and sniffling, wrinkled her brow and asked him...
Ren Yixuan listened to her muddled question, his tone natural, as she had completely let down her guard with him.
"The electronic chip contract, what else?"
"Ah? Oh..."
Su Xiaong said to him while wiping her nose with a tissue,
"We can collaborate, but you can’t take advantage of the situation, okay? If the price you offer is too low, I won’t do it. I’m very poor right now..."
"Got it, got it! Really... does your husband know how frugal you are?"
Ren Yixuan pushed her back.
"He left this huge ss for to clean up, does he still dare to complain?"
Su Xiaong muttered.
Ren Yixuan chuckled.
Laughing... he sensed sothing amiss, vaguely feeling that Su Xiaong’s attitude toward Yin Shixiu’s departure was peculiar.
But he didn’t delve into it further.
Seeing her muster up so spirit...
That... was already very good.
In this world, what could possibly overwhelm their twenty years of friendship?
...Nothing.
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