Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

Every step Xiao Jingmo takes seems to be a race against time. His schedule is packed, and one business meeting after another is like closely connected gears, driving his plan to save the Yumo Group.

Each gathering place was chosen in the most luxurious banquet hall in the city, where there were crystal chandeliers as bright as stars, and soft light sprinkled down, as if covering the entire space with a layer of dreamy gauze. However, this seemingly beautiful atmosphere was shrouded in a hint of solemnity, reflecting the serious, inquiring, or indifferent expressions of everyone present.

Xiao Jingmo was wearing a well-tailored suit, the lines of which perfectly fitted his tall figure, highlighting his extraordinary temperament.

But even so, careful people can still see the pressure he has been under during this period from his slightly red eyes and the fatigue that can't be hidden in his eyes.

He stood in front of everyone, cleared his dry throat, coughed lightly, broke the brief silence, and then began to speak, every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his heart.

"Everyone, you are all leaders in the business world who have been active for many years and are knowledgeable. Today I, Xiao Jingmo, am standing here not for anything else but to talk to you about the Yumo Group." Xiao Jingmo's voice was steady and powerful, like an ancient bell, slowly echoing in the hall where it was so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of breathing, striking everyone's heart.

"Yumo Group is a company brimming with potential and ambition. From its inception, it was like a seed of dreams, striving to take root and grow in the soil of commerce. Over the years, it has consistently upheld the philosophy of operating with integrity. Every decision and every collaboration reflects its commitment to business ethics. It has made significant contributions to the overall development of the business world, acting like a beacon, guiding the way for those who come after it."

At this point, Xiao Jingmo paused slightly, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, "But now, this thriving tree has suffered a storm of malicious attacks. Those improper means hidden in the dark are like poisonous snakes, gnawing at its roots bit by bit, ruthlessly destroying it."

A business tycoon sitting in the front row frowned slightly, a questioning look in his eyes. He asked, "Mr. Xiao, we've all been in the business world for so many years. We all understand that business is like a battlefield, and competition is inherently brutal. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, ups and downs are common. What makes you so sure this is malicious competition?"

Xiao Jingmo didn't hesitate at all. His eyes were as firm as a burning torch as he looked directly at the tycoon who asked the question. He said, "The leakage of our company's internal trade secrets is like exposing our hearts nakedly to the enemy. Those confidential documents contain our core technology, future plans, and customer information. These are the fruits of our years of hard work! And the partner inexplicably terminated the contract without any warning and turned around to sign with our competitor. Isn't this strange? Even more terrifying is that the speed at which orders are lost and the strange pattern is completely inconsistent with normal business laws. All of this is like an invisible hand manipulating everything behind the scenes. If this is not malicious competition, what is it?"

Another tycoon sat on a comfortable sofa, legs crossed, and casually fiddled with the wine glass in his hand. After hearing Xiao Jingmo's words, he put down the wine glass and asked again: "So what? What does this have to do with us? Business competition is the survival of the fittest. It is common for a company to fail in competition. There is no need for us to get involved."

Xiao Jingmo took a deep breath and took a step forward. His eyes were sincere and earnest as he scanned everyone present and said, "Everyone, think about it. If the Yumo Group falls, it will be like the first domino being pushed down. It is not just the disappearance of a company, the entire business ecosystem will be seriously affected. We are a closely connected whole. In this huge business network, every company is interdependent, and the lips and teeth are cold! Moreover, shouldn’t fair competition be what we have always pursued? If this kind of malicious means is allowed to spread, our future business environment will become a mess. I believe that we all hope to see a healthy and fair business world." His eyes seemed to have magic, slowly sweeping across everyone's face. The sincerity in his eyes was like scorching sunshine, which could penetrate the cold shell in everyone's heart.

After hearing his words, many tycoons nodded slightly. They discussed among themselves, and the suspicion in their eyes was gradually replaced by recognition. It was obvious that they were moved by his words.

In another corner of the city, Zhao Qingyu finally squeezed out some time from the busy company affairs.

She is like a guardian angel, her heart full of worry for her lover.

In that cozy little kitchen, she meticulously selected each herb, carefully controlled the heat, and diligently brewed the broth. The broth exuded a faint herbal aroma, embodying her deep love for Xiao Jingmo. After preparing everything, she rushed to Xiao Jingmo's crew with a heart full of concern.

The crew was bustling with activity, a cacophony of noises interwoven like a rhythmless symphony. Crew members came and went, while actors rehearsed their lines and practiced their movements. Amidst the bustling crowd, Zhao Qingyu's eyes, like precise radar, instantly spotted Xiao Jingmo, who was resting. He sat in a simple chair, leaning back, eyes closed, his face etched with an unconcealable weariness. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if even while resting, he couldn't escape the heavy pressure.

Zhao Qingyu's eyes suddenly turned red. She quickly walked through the crowd, walked to Xiao Jingmo, squatted down, and called softly, "Jingmo." The voice was as light as the breeze blowing across the lake, but it was full of endless tenderness.

Xiao Jingmo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw that it was Zhao Qingyu, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. That surprise was like a candlelight suddenly lit in the darkness, illuminating his tired face. "Qingyu, why are you here? The company is so busy, you should rest more." His voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of heartache.

Zhao Qingyu placed the thermos in her hand on the table beside her. It contained a still-warm medicinal soup. She looked at Xiao Jingmo distressedly, tears welling up in her eyes. She said in a choked voice, "You're so tired, how could I not come? Look at you, you're almost exhausted. This is my special medicinal soup. The herbs in it are all carefully selected by me. They are good for your body and can relieve fatigue." As she spoke, she gently sat down next to Xiao Jingmo, asked him to turn around, and began to massage his shoulders. Her fingers were slender and flexible, as if playing a love melody, pressing on Xiao Jingmo's tense muscles with just the right amount of force.

"You've been working too hard lately, and your muscles are so stiff, like stones. How can your body bear it if you continue like this?" Zhao Qingyu complained while massaging, her eyes full of worry, and that worry was like a thick fog that could not be dissolved.

Xiao Jingmo reached out and held her massaging hand, asking her to stop. Then he turned around, looked at her tenderly, and said softly, "For you and Yumo Group, my tiredness is nothing. As long as I can protect you, I am willing to do anything." His eyes were full of love and determination, as if Zhao Qingyu and Yumo Group were his whole world.

Zhao Qingyu glared at him angrily, but her eyes were full of tenderness. She said, "What do you mean by 'for me'? This is also for your own sake. What would I do if your health collapsed? You are my pillar of support. Without you, everything is meaningless. Come, drink the medicine soup, and don't make me worry."

Xiao Jingmo obediently picked up the medicine soup. The temperature of the medicine was transmitted to his palm through the cup, warming him. He raised his head and drank it all. The bitterness of the medicine spread in his mouth, but he felt that it was sweet because it was Zhao Qingyu's love. After drinking it, he smiled and said to Zhao Qingyu: "With you here, I feel no fatigue. You are like my source of energy. As long as I see you, I am full of strength."

Zhao Qingyu patted him lightly, but couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth as she said, "You only know how to say nice things. But you can't just rely on my chicken soup. You also have to take care of your body and don't get too tired. No matter how busy you are in the future, you must rest on time, okay?" The two looked at each other, their eyes full of love, as if the noise around them had receded like a tide, and they were the only ones left in the world, immersed in this sweet and warm atmosphere.