Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

Huang Yimei dragged Lin Bufan downstairs. After breaking free, Lin Bufan pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Huang Yimei answered without hesitation: "Go!"

Lin Bufan was stunned for a moment. Who of us is the hooligan?

......

A few hours later, on the hotel bed, Huang Yimei leaned against Lin Bufan's chest, her fingertips tracing circles on his chest. "I plan to take Xiaochu back to Shanghai the day after tomorrow. There's a lot of stuff piled up at the company. What about you?"

Lin Bufan played with Huang Yimei's hair. "I have to stay here for a few days. I have some things to take care of." He paused, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He reached towards the bedside table and pulled out a stack of documents like a magic trick. "By the way, since you plan to return to the Magic City, this is for you."

Huang Yimei took the stack of documents and flipped through them casually in the soft light from the bedside lamp. Her brows furrowed slightly as her eyes quickly scanned the pages, but she quickly regained her composure, only turning the pages noticeably faster.

"Cancer medicine..." She whispered the title of the document, her tone filled with confirmation, but without the shock or excitement that Lin Bufan had expected.

Looking at Huang Yimei's overly calm expression, Lin Bufan couldn't help but prop himself up and lie on his side facing her, his face full of "this is unreasonable" written all over his face: "Hey, Rose, isn't your reaction a bit too cold? This is a special cancer drug! It can cure cancer! So many top experts in the world have spent countless funds and still can't figure it out! Your boyfriend, Lin Bufan, has researched it! Shouldn't you jump up, hug me and kiss me, then look at me with the eyes that look at God and say, "Afan, you are my God!"

Huang Yimei finally raised her eyes from the document, glanced at Lin Bufan with a half-smile, closed the document and placed it on the pillow, her tone calm and unperturbed: "From the moment you pulled Nanxing back from the brink of death, I knew you must have a trump card in your hand that can fight cancer. It could be medicine, or some other incredible method. Now that you have officially brought it out, it only confirms my guess. What's the fuss?"

As she spoke, Huang Yimei reached out and poked Lin Bufan's cheek, which was slightly puffed up with disappointment, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Why, you feel disappointed because you can't see how adoring I am?"

Lin Bufan grabbed Huang Yimei's fingers and shouted in disbelief, "How can they be the same? Treating Nanxing was a special case, a customized one! Now this is a special medicine that can be mass-produced and industrialized! It's something that can be written into textbooks and change the history of medicine! You woman, you are so irrational, you don't have the slightest passion to feel proud of the great miracle my man has created!"

Huang Yimei was amused by Lin Bufan. She broke free from his hand, picked up the document again, and tapped on a few key lines of data with her fingertips. "Yes, yes, my great scientist Lin, my great savior Lin, you are the best. However, as the person who actually runs your company, my first reaction when I saw this document was how many clinical trials it will need to go through, how long the approval cycle will be, how the production line needs to be modified, whether the raw material supply chain can keep up, and...how many lives it can ultimately save, and what opportunities and challenges it will bring to our company."

Lin Bufan looked at Huang Yimei's profile as she concentrated on analyzing the documents. The light cast a soft glow on her delicate skin. Admiration flashed in his eyes. He reached out and gently pulled her closer, rubbing his chin against the top of her head. "I now feel more and more that it was the right decision to drag you over to take care of this mess. Look at your brain, so clear and calm, and the first thing you think about is the business."

Huang Yimei leaned in Lin Bufan's arms, her fingertips still unconsciously tracing the edge of the document. She chuckled at the words, "What else? Are you really going to jump up and scream like a little girl? Boss Lin, I'm the CEO you appointed personally. I have to live up to your salary and trust."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Huang is right." Lin Bufan agreed with a smile, then straightened his expression: "But the situation is a bit urgent this time. When you go back, make arrangements immediately. Prioritize the production of a batch and send it to Kyoto as soon as possible. I'm waiting to use it here."

Upon hearing this, Huang Yimei finally raised her head from the documents, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, a look of obvious doubt on her face. "So soon? Ah Fan, I'm not questioning the efficacy of the drug. With the example of Nanxing, I believe it's definitely effective. However, any new drug to market, especially a groundbreaking one like this, needs to go through extremely rigorous clinical trials, collect a large amount of data, and pass multiple levels of approval from drug regulatory authorities. You're going to produce a batch directly for use... Is this legal? Will it cause trouble?"

Lin Bufan, however, looked nonchalant and waved his hand: "Well! Rules are dead, but people are alive! Special matters should be handled specially! And Director Zhang from Nanxing's hospital said he can handle it! Besides..." After a pause, Lin Bufan raised his lips to a slightly arrogant smile: "I, your man, have not eaten beef for a long time. How can I be stumped by such a small matter? Don't worry, I will hold up the sky even if it falls. I promise everything will be fine!"

Huang Yimei was stunned by Lin Bufan's words. She blinked and repeated in confusion: "You don't eat beef? When did that happen? We were having dinner at my house just now. My mother made beef brisket stewed with potatoes, and you clearly ate several pieces..."

Lin Bufan choked at the question, then said unhappily, "Hey, this not eating beef is not the same as that not eating beef! I can't explain it to you clearly, just believe me!"

Although Huang Yimei was full of doubts, she also knew that if she continued asking, she would probably not get a proper answer. She could only give Lin Bufan a helpless look: "You are talking nonsense..."

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about that useless stuff anymore." Lin Bufan suddenly leaned in closer, his breath brushing against Huang Yimei's ear, his tone becoming low and ambiguous, "Have you rested well? If you've rested well, shall we... continue?"

Huang Yimei instantly understood Lin Bufan's signal, and the blush that had just faded from her face suddenly surged up again. She hurriedly put her hands on Lin Bufan's chest and shrank back, her voice filled with panic and pleading: "Oh, what are you doing?! Stop it! I...I've had enough, I'm not going to do it anymore! If you keep doing this...I...I'm going to call Lili!"

Huang Yimei's threat sounded powerless, but rather had a hint of coquettishness.

This naturally aroused Lin Bufan's agitation even more: "No, you're not satisfied!"

Before Huang Yimei could refute, Lin Bufan added: "Don't forget, I'm a miracle doctor. If I say you haven't had enough, you definitely haven't had enough!"

Then Lin Bufan ignored Huang Yime's resistance and rushed forward directly!

……

Over the next day or so, because Huang Yimei was about to return to Shanghai, both of them cherished this brief time together.

They rarely left the house, nestling in their hotel suite, enjoying a pure world of their own. When hungry, they ordered room service; when tired, they cuddled together by the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the city view, or curled up on the sofa, watching an old movie and chatting about endless gossip. Most of the time, they simply stayed together, feeling each other's presence. A quiet, sticky warmth permeated the air, as if preempting all the longing they had felt since their separation, condensing it into those few dozen hours.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was Huang Yimei and Fang Taichu's return trip. Lin Bufan drove the mother and daughter to the airport. The departure hall was bustling with people.

Fang Taichu held the rainbow lion doll that Lin Bufan had just bought for her in one hand and waved vigorously with the other: "Goodbye, Uncle Lin! Come back to the Magic City soon, I want to ride the real Rainbow Lion King!"

"Don't worry, uncle will go back and arrange things for you as soon as he finishes his work here!" Lin Bufan smiled and rubbed the little girl's hair.

Huang Yimei stood aside, watching this scene with a gentle look in her eyes. She was wearing a neat travel outfit today, but she looked very healthy, with a kind of lazy and radiant look between her eyebrows, which was the result of careful care.

"Okay, it's time for us to go in." Huang Yimei looked at the time and said to Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan nodded, took a step forward, put his arm around her waist naturally, and kissed her on the forehead: "Be careful on the road, and call me when you arrive."

"Well, you should also... take care of yourself here and don't get too tired." Huang Yimei responded softly, pinching his arm lightly with her fingertips, with a barely perceptible attachment.

Only after watching Huang Yimei holding Fang Taichu's hand and their figures disappear around the corner of the security check passage did Lin Bufan turn around and leave.

A few hours later, the plane landed smoothly at Shanghai International Airport. Huang Yimei walked out of the airport entrance with the still-excited Fang Taichu, and immediately saw Xu Li waiting there.

"Rose! Xiaochu! Here!" Xu Li came up with a smile, first bent down to tease Fang Taichu, then stood up. When her eyes fell on Huang Yime's face, she was slightly stunned, and then a hint of surprise and inquiry flashed in her eyes.

"Hey," Xu Li leaned in closer, carefully examining Huang Yimei's face, her tone teasing, "Rose, when did the climate and soil in your capital become so nourishing? You've only been back a few days, and look at your face, so moisturized, so rosy, so full of life... Your complexion, this radiance, is simply a notch better than when you left the Magic City! Tell the truth, did you take some magical medicine?"

Huang Yimei's cheeks flushed slightly at her friend's teasing. She glared at her unpleasantly and replied as she walked out with her suitcase, "I don't know if the climate in Kyoto is good, but I do know that you must have eaten well before."

Xu Li was stunned by Huang Yimei's nonsensical words. "Don't we always eat together? How can you not know whether I eat well or not?"

On the way back, Xu Li was still wondering what Huang Yimei had meant by her words at the airport: "You must have eaten well before." She frowned, her fingers tapping the steering wheel unconsciously as she quickly reviewed her and Huang Yimei's daily meals in Shanghai, but found nothing special.

As the car approached Grand Hyatt Residences, a thought struck Xu Li like lightning. She slammed on the brakes, then quickly released them, causing the car behind her to honk in dissatisfaction. She didn't care about anything else, but turned her head sharply to look at Huang Yimei in the passenger seat. Her eyes widened, and her voice rose in shock: "Rose! You and Lin Bufan..."

Huang Yimei was lost in thought, staring out the window at the familiar street scene when she was startled by Xu Li's sudden slamming of the car and question. She quickly turned back, a barely perceptible blush crossing her face. Before Xu Li could finish her obvious conclusion, she interrupted her with a tone that was both irritating and disingenuous: "Just know it. Why are you saying it out loud?"

Xu Li's beautiful eyes widened when she received this almost tacit response. Her hands gripping the steering wheel unconsciously tightened, and her voice was filled with disbelief: "No, Rose, are you serious?!"

Huang Yimei looked at her friend, who was almost incoherent with shock, but she gradually calmed down. She glanced at Xu Li with a hint of amusement, and said in a tone that was a bit teasing and counter-attack: "What's wrong? Isn't this the result of what you have been whispering in my ear? Now that you have got what you wanted, you have this expression."

Xu Li was choked by Huang Yimei's words. She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to refute for a moment. It seemed that she was indeed the one who instigated it. But...but...but even if I was right in instigating it, then you...you...you should have told me in advance!

……

On the other side, Lin Bufan, after seeing Huang Yimei off, drove directly to the house rented by Yang Tao, because today was the day they had agreed to move, and he also called Yang Tao.

"Hey, where have you been?" Yang Tao's voice was laziness as if he had just woken up, with a hint of imperceptible expectation.

"On the way, I'll be there soon. How's your packing going?"

"I haven't started yet. Let's talk about it when you get here. Be careful on the road." Yang Tao's mouth corners rose unconsciously. After hanging up the phone, looking at the small apartment where she had lived for several years, she didn't feel too reluctant. Instead, she was full of longing for a new life.

Not long after, the doorbell rang. Yang Tao opened the door and saw Lin Bufan standing there, still looking energetic.

"You came quite quickly." Yang Tao stepped aside to let Lin Bufan in.

"Of course we have to. Moving Manager Yang is a top priority." Lin Bufan walked in with a smile and looked around the living room, which had already begun to pack up. "Wow, the progress is not bad. I thought we had to start from scratch."

"Stop talking nonsense and help me quickly." Yang Tao gave Lin Bufan a reproachful look and handed him a few empty cardboard boxes.

The two began to divide the work, one was responsible for the bedroom, and the other was responsible for the living room and kitchen.

Lin Bufan was quick and efficient, tidying up neatly. When he reached the sideboard in the living room, his movements slowed down. On the sideboard sat several exquisite dolls in wedding gowns. The gowns varied in style, some simple, some elaborate, but all revealed a touch of ingenuity.

Lin Bufan remembered that Yang Tao had changed her job in the play, and it seemed to be wedding dress design, so he picked up one of them and looked at it carefully. The wedding dress on the doll was hand-sewn with white satin and delicate lace, with fine stitches and a strong sense of design.

"Taozi," Lin Bufan walked to the bedroom door with the doll in his hand, leaned against the door frame, and shook the doll in his hand: "These... you made them yourself, right?"

Yang Tao, who was busy sorting clothes, looked up when she heard this and saw the doll in Lin Bufan's hand. A hint of surprise flashed across her face: "How did you know?"