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Pei Xingzhi met his gaze without changing his expression, his eyes filled with determination, without a trace of fear or hesitation.

He coldly scrutinized Pei Xingzhi, then suddenly smiled after a moment.

"Hahahaha!!" He laughed heartily, and the appreciation in his eyes went from three points to ten.

"Very good, very good! I knew I hadn't misjudged you! President Pei is not only loyal and righteous, but also resolute and steadfast in his affections. I, Song, truly admire him."

"If I had been as resolute as President Pei back then, my wife might not have died."

When Song Zhiguo suddenly brought up his old private matters, Pei Xingzhi didn't know how to respond. He could only stare at him silently, waiting for him to continue.

“Sigh…” He looked at Pei Xingzhi’s still young face, a hint of melancholy and sorrow appearing on his slightly weathered face.

"President Pei, I also had a wife once."

“She started dating me when she was seventeen, but at that time I was just a good-for-nothing hoodlum. I had no money, I didn’t go to school, and the only thing I did every day was wander around the streets and alleys of Yuncheng.”

“I had no dreams, and nothing in particular I wanted to do. I just wanted to drift through life like a salted fish, living a muddled existence. It was she who woke me up and led me down a path that could completely change my destiny.”

“When I first started my business, I had nothing but passion and a never-give-up attitude. She went out to work to rent a place for me, buy me food, and support all my needs for starting a business.”

"It's fair to say that without her back then, I would never be who I am today."

At this point, Song Zhiguo's eyes were already full of tears.

"Then what happened to her?" Pei Xingzhi responded promptly.

Song Zhiguo gave a bitter smile and said in a trembling voice, "Because of a difficult childbirth."

Pei Xingzhi felt a chill in his heart.

Song Zhiguo: "My situation is very similar to yours. At that time, I was also negotiating a huge deal at the company. If that deal went through, my company would be able to gain a firm foothold in Yuncheng. But just as the negotiations were halfway through, my assistant suddenly ran into the conference room, crying and telling me that she had fallen at home and was in a lot of pain and was afraid she was going into labor."

"As soon as I heard that, I stood up from my chair and turned to run away. But the person across the long table called me back."

“They threatened me, saying that if I dared to step out of the meeting room, the order would be over. I was terrified, both of her and of losing the order. I stood there hesitating for a long time, but in the end I didn’t leave the meeting room.”

"What about her?" Pei Xingzhi frowned, trying his best to hide his disgust with worry.

Song Zhiguo raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and said in a choked voice, "I stayed in the conference room, so I could only ask my assistant to take people back to find her and take her to the hospital. But her condition was very bad. The baby was breech, which caused her to have a difficult labor and massive bleeding, and the hospital's blood bank just happened to be out of blood suitable for her."

"My assistant was frantic at the hospital. She couldn't get through to me on the phone, so she had to gather the company's employees to donate blood at the hospital. But because I wasn't there, she was all alone and had no support. In the end, she couldn't make it and died in the delivery room with her baby."

"I was stuck at the company because of that business deal, and I didn't even get to see her one last time."

“Sigh…” Song Zhiguo sighed heavily again.

"More than 20 years have passed since this incident, but I still can't let it go. Every time I think of her, I feel incredibly guilty."

"If I had been as resolute as President Pei back then, she would still be by my side now."

Pei Xingzhi listened attentively to his explanation, and reluctantly said against his conscience, "She has passed away, and I hope President Song will take care of herself. Besides, in that situation, President Song had no choice, and I think she wouldn't blame me."

"She's been with you for so long, she certainly doesn't want to see you dwelling on the past."

“Yes, President Song,” Ye Ci echoed. “She loves you so much, she only hopes that you can live a happy life. You have to look forward.”

“Eh…” Song Zhiguo nodded, finding Pei Xingzhi and Ye Ci’s words quite agreeable.

"President Pei possesses a courage that I can only aspire to but never attain. Even just for that courage, I will give you this opportunity."

“I’ve invested in your otome game project, and I’ll also fund a new studio for you in downtown Yuncheng. You should move out of that old, run-down place and stop living there.”

Pei Xingzhi: "Thank you very much, President Song!!"

It was already 3 p.m. when I came out of Song Zhiguo's villa.

Pei Xingzhi and Ye Ci returned to the car, both of them beaming with smiles.

"I really didn't expect this." Ye Ci said while fastening his seatbelt, "This President Song is not only generous, but also so sentimental and nostalgic. His wife has been dead for more than 20 years, and he still thinks about her all the time."

"...Deeply affectionate? Nostalgic?" Pei Xingzhi found these two words truly amusing. "What do these two adjectives have to do with President Song?"

"Huh?" Ye Ci was taken aback by his question. "Is it alright?"

“Ha,” Pei Xingzhi sneered, “It has absolutely nothing to do with each other.”

"Why?" Ye Ci glanced at Pei Xingzhi, then started the car and drove it out of the residential area.

Winter has arrived, and the ginkgo trees lining the roads have long since lost all their leaves, leaving only bare branches standing tall in the cold wind.

In previous years, it would have snowed around this time in Yuncheng, but this year, due to the influence of atmospheric circulation, there has been no sign of snowfall in Yuncheng.

Xie Zhaoyuan really likes snow; she complained about it to Pei Xingzhi for a long time yesterday.

Pei Xingzhi couldn't help but smile when he thought of Xie Zhaoyuan.

"President Song only said that his wife died in childbirth, but he didn't say that the reason his wife had a difficult childbirth was because she saw intimate photos of him and his secretary, and was so shocked that she accidentally fell down the stairs."

"...What?!" Ye Ci was dumbfounded.

Pei Xingzhi: "You say President Song is affectionate, but before he even officially made his fortune, he started having affairs outside and kept a bunch of mistresses. His wife died of anger because of him, but the year after his wife's death, he married a college student who was ten years younger than him."

Ye Ci stared wide-eyed in shock: "Holy crap..."

Pei Xingzhi: "You say President Song is sentimental, but just six months after his wife passed away, he couldn't wait to burn everything in the house that was related to her, not even a single piece of clothing."

"Damn it..." Ye Ci slammed her fist on the steering wheel in anger, "That bastard actually lied to us!"

“Hmph,” Pei Xingzhi curled his lips, his smile mocking, “Deep affection and nostalgia have nothing to do with him. He pretends to be helpless and full of regret in front of us, just because he is getting old and has finally started to feel a little guilty. But this guilt makes him very uneasy, so he wants to put on an act in front of us so that he can hear some comfort from us and have an excuse to continue deceiving himself.”