381: Chapter 381 Unlucky Female Educated Youth 81_1 381: Chapter 381 Unlucky Female Educated Youth 81_1 Huang Lei watched the already sleeping Zhang Xia and admitted to herself that her relationship with Ho Ming was indeed very good.
In hindsight, so might think that Ho Ming wasn’t a good man, not a qualified lover.
He would rember his family’s birthdays, but those so-called anniversaries and such, he wouldn’t rember.
Even now, with the rising trend of Valentine’s Day, even if he and others jointly owned a Western restaurant that would be well-decorated for Valentine’s Day and Christmas to make a good profit.
But really, don’t expect him to give you any so-called Valentine’s Day surprises—he wouldn’t give you holiday surprises, nor holiday gifts.
In his eyes, these were just gimmicks to make money, reasons for businesses to earn.
However, he would rember every word you ntioned, and if he saw sothing you wanted while out, he would try hard to buy it.
He wouldn’t create so-called surprises; he’d just straightforwardly pull them out when he got ho.
Truly devoid of any romantic bone, yet when anyone in the family felt unwell, he would speed up his work to rush back.
In recent years, Huang Dapeng and his wife’s health hadn’t been very good, and as their granddaughter, Huang Lei would sotis forget to take them for check-ups or follow-ups.
But Ho Ming would never forget, and if he were on a business trip, he would remind Huang Lei or his assistant.
He would read every single one of the elders’ dical reports carefully and if there was anything he didn’t understand, he would seriously consult an expert.
When it ca to diet, he not only catered to the elders’ tastes but also made sure it was nutritious.
In short, it wasn’t a simple task, and only Ho Ming could manage it.
If Ho Ming was in Capital City, he would strive to attend parent-teacher etings for the two children, knowing what subjects they were good at and which they weren’t.
On weekends, he would take them out to play, and he would make ti during sumr and winter vacations to travel with them.
In an era where it wasn’t very popular to travel with children, Ho Ming took them to many places, and every ti they bought houses or shops, he would bring the two children along if possible.
Thinking about Ho Ming’s actions, Huang Lei conceded that although he wasn’t a romantic man, his sense of responsibility towards his family was etched into his everyday behavior.
Zhang Xia’s man did well in this regard; he would take her out for gourt als on Valentine’s Day and Christmas, along with flowers and gifts.
But when it ca to standing up to his eldest son, the Yue family, and his own family clan, even when it wasn’t Zhang Xia’s fault, he would not step forward to speak up for her.
Huang Lei felt happy just thinking about it, even smiling in her dreams.
Initially, choosing Ho Ming was due to a lack of suitable candidates willing to marry into her family.
Ho Ming seed the most appropriate choice, and as it turned out, just as she had thought, Ho Ming was a very responsible person.
When Huang Lei walked out of the airport, she spotted Ho Ming from afar.
As she was about to wave, she saw him approaching while on the phone.
He casually took over Huang Lei’s trolley and strode ahead; Huang Lei shrugged and followed behind.
Huang Lei was already used to Ho Ming picking her up from the airport, but in the eyes of so, this was a sign that the couple’s relationship wasn’t very good.
Wang Nan signaled her assistant to hurry up and then hooked her arm around Fan Xiaofei’s, “The one up front, if I’m not mistaken, that should be Huang Lei.”
Although it had been more than a decade since she last saw her, Wang Nan rembered her well, as her career had been thriving over the years, often making the news.
Every ti Wang Nan saw Huang Lei in the news, her mood soured significantly.
Fan Xiaofei glanced up, snorted coldly at the sight of Ho Ming striding ahead and Huang Lei scurrying to keep up.
“They claim to be a loving couple, but if that were true, why would they act like this at the airport?”
The love between Fan Xiaofei and his wife had completely dissipated over the years.
Although their affection had improved when they went south to do business together more than a decade ago, it plunged once more when they developed different ideas about the business.
The reason they hadn’t divorced was that they knew doing so would an dividing their assets and their reputations would plumt, making them the laughingstock of others.
While they hadn’t divorced, their marriage had beco one in na only; they had been doing their own thing for a long ti.
Another reason Fan Xiaofei didn’t want to divorce was that as long as he stayed married, he didn’t have to marry anyone else.
He wasn’t foolish.
No matter how bad his wife was, at least she provided the capital when he needed it for business in the south, going through all sorts of struggles together.
Back then, neither his blood relatives nor Wang Nan were willing to invest.
Should he face another crisis, they would surely bail out swiftly.
Wang Nan was completely unaware that Fan Xiaofei had never considered marrying her; she thought that if she could just secure this deal, it would relaunch his career, potentially tripling his worth.
Wang Na had already decided that once she landed the order, the gift she wanted was to be made official.
After going round and round for years, she was still with Fan Xiaofei and had even borne him a son.
Yes, their son was far more handso and smarter, incomparably superior to that pig’s son.
Yet because she was a mistress hidden from public view, her beloved son had to endure many injustices and couldn’t call Fan Xiaofei ‘father’ in front of others.
Wang Nan knew that if she couldn’t be made official now, her chances would beco even slimr in the future, given Fan Xiaofei’s nurous mistresses.
There were quite a few won who had children for Fan Xiaofei; the competition was just too fierce—she had to secure her position this ti.
As she glanced at Fan Xiaofei, who now sported a large belly, Wang Nan rembered Zhao Aoran, whom she had seen in the news a few days earlier.
Knowing he had married a woman with a strong background, his political career should have been smooth sailing.
Yet, she hadn’t expected him to rise so quickly, becoming a Secretary at such a young age.
Moreover, a Secretary with real power.
Following this pace, he would join the provincial committee before the age of forty.
If all went well, couldn’t he advance into the highest echelons?
If she had married Zhao Aoran back then, her life would have been much better than with Fan Xiaofei.
But no one knew back then; everyone said Fan Xiaofei was the better choice, while Zhao Aoran had no prospects.
Wang Nan could only pin all her hopes on securing this major deal.
As long as she could be made official, she was willing to do anything.
As for comparing herself to Huang Lei, she had utterly abandoned that notion.
The gap was too vast — Huang Lei owned a large factory and several Traditional Chinese dicine production bases, all larger than the properties under Fan Xiaofei’s na.
Given the chance, Wang Nan felt she could do even better than Huang Lei; it was just that she had never encountered such an opportunity.
They were such good friends; yet, the speed at which they turned on each other was astounding.
The more Wang Nan thought about it, the angrier she got, her face twisting in rage.
Fan Xiaofei wanted to give her so advice, but upon seeing Wang Nan’s face, he felt the urge to vomit.
If it weren’t for so information he had obtained, he really wouldn’t have wanted to bring her along.
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