How many loves can be relived in the story of a devoted CEO pursuing his wife?

On summer nights, the sky is so clear and transparent.

The bright moonlight and twinkling stars bathed the earth in a silvery glow.

Yunyuanju is a high-end private villa complex located in the northern part of S City, near the coast, nestled against the mountains and facing the sea.

Each unit is spaced 25 meters apart, creating a high level of privacy and tight security. Professional, star-rated property management is another highlight of this type of detached villa service.

The detached house has a total area of ​​2,000 square meters, consisting of a 400-square-meter main house and an approximately 200-square-meter annex. It includes a private swimming pool, garden, garage, and greenhouse.

The main building has two floors with a basement, and the interior area is 400 square meters. It is equipped with an elevator.

The entire detached house, both inside and out, adopts a modern French design style. It showcases the owner's unique sentiment and taste, being simple, elegant, bright, understated, yet luxurious.

Besides the male head of the household, the house also housed Uncle Fu and Aunt Fu, a couple around sixty years old who took care of the household affairs.

The sound of splashing water echoed through the tranquil garden. In the center of the garden was a 5x15 meter rectangular swimming pool, hidden by the flower garden landscape.

The pool water was a clear, light blue, and its surface shimmered.

The men swam freely and gracefully, creating waves wherever they went.

After a few rounds, he slowed down and nimbly rolled over, landing on his back, revealing a handsome, cold, and deep-set face above the water.

Under the moonlight, he appeared exceptionally handsome. His eyes, as black as obsidian, opened, gazing silently at the night sky, a faint glimmer of light flashing in their depths.

He doesn't come here often, only occasionally on weekends or holidays. He comes to give himself peace of mind and clear his head.

Each time he comes, he recharges himself to prepare for a new life and work tomorrow.

Tomorrow... I hope she can come. And I also hope that, as she wishes, I can see a different version of myself.

The man raised his left hand to wipe his face and blinked. He gently patted his palms and feet up and down to keep his body flat.

He was lost in thought again, because he was thinking about her.

Thinking back over the past month, I wondered if I'd gone mad? I couldn't stop thinking about that woman who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and she was my best friend's woman.

Li Songze knew he shouldn't harbor any feelings for her. Yet, having almost never experienced true love before, he found in her the innocent and thrilling feeling of pursuing romance.

He was a man who disdained love, didn't understand what affection was, and was arrogant and conceited. After many years of wandering, he was finally won over by that one glance.

He had to admit it; she had caught his eye and taken root in his heart. He resigned himself to his fate, but the feeling wasn't so bad, so Li Songze gave an awkward smile.

That evening, he saw her on the dance floor, being led by another man. They danced gracefully in his arms, a perfect couple, and he envied them.

The word "love" suddenly flashed through his mind. He pondered it deeply until a steaming bowl of mediocre instant noodles was placed in front of him.

At that moment, he seemed to understand and experience it.

Why her? Although this stolen time was shameful, he couldn't extricate himself from it and became addicted to it.

Seeing her by his side filled him with immense peace and contentment, like a ship that had sailed for a long time finally finding its harbor.

And there he could be tied down, and he could be firmly secured there.

A cool night breeze gently blew, causing the potted flowers and saplings in the garden to sway and rustle, accompanied by the refreshing scent of fresh grass.

Li Songze put on a bathrobe and left the pool, walking back to the main house along the covered corridor. The air was fresh, and he could faintly hear the chirping of insects.

Aunt Fu stood there holding a loquat, mint, and honey tea, her smile kind, fine lines appearing at the corners of her eyes. "Young master, you'll need to use your voice tomorrow. Drink this; it will soothe your throat and protect your voice."

"Mmm." Li Songze responded, picked up the cup, tilted his head back, and drank it down. The honey tea went down his throat and into his stomach, feeling cool and refreshing.

"Young Master, I'll have Assistant Su carry a jug with him tomorrow. If your throat feels sore, just drink it, ah~."

Aunt Fu has been taking care of him for 40 years. She was the nanny that Madam Li personally chose for her newborn child. He was just an adult when Madam Li passed away. To this day, apart from their employer-employee relationship, Uncle Fu and Aunt Fu have treated him like family, showing him care in every way.

"Okay." He put down his cup, glanced at Aunt Fu, and his face remained expressionless.

Aunt Fu smiled and gently urged, "Go on, get some rest. Goodnight~."

Li Songze nodded slightly and then strode towards the second floor.

Aunt Fu looked at his tall figure; this child always seemed aloof and cold. He never showed his emotions and had been alone for many years.

She often worried about him and felt sorry for the old leader. Perhaps she would only see his warm and tender side when he truly settled down and started a family.

Even the strongest man is weak in front of the woman he loves.

The S City International Convention and Exhibition Center, Hall 3, has a seating capacity of 3,000.

A forum on new trends in 5G technology and communications will be held here.

The speakers included figures from both the political and business sectors, one of whom was Li Songze, the CEO of Songke Holdings.

At nine o'clock in the morning, guests arrived one after another at the reception area in front of the venue. There were many Chinese and foreign media outlets gathered there, and they had already set up their long and short photography equipment.

The reporters, microphones in hand, and their accompanying photographers, were all in position, preparing for a flurry of interviews and firsthand reports on the event and its guests.

A gleaming Maybach luxury sedan slowly drove into the venue.

The car stopped in front of the steps at the reception area, and the driver, Wang Xiangyong, got out. He walked around to the front of the car, opened the rear door, and bowed slightly, respectfully waiting for the man inside to get out.

With a long stride, a pair of gleaming leather shoes appeared in everyone's view.

Beneath the impeccably pressed black handmade suit, the man's tall and strong physique was accentuated, making him appear even more slender and well-proportioned.

His fair skin framed deep, handsome features, and his expression was stern and aloof. His dark, ink-like eyes shone brightly, their sharp, eagle-like gaze exuding an air of domineering arrogance.

Reporters from both inside and outside the venue flocked to the event, eager to interview this low-profile and mysterious speaker. The man was none other than Li Songze, a leading figure in China's software industry.

The flashbulbs kept going off, and reporters bombarded him with questions.

"Mr. Li, we've heard that you'll be sharing some new ideas about 5G technology at this forum. Could you please give us a sneak peek at the summary?"

"Mr. Li, is Songke's future development trend also centered around 5G technology?"

Sudi got out of the back seat from the other side, called over the security personnel on site, and quickly walked to Li Songze's side to protect him.

He greeted the reporters with a smile and calmly began to speak. "Dear reporters, thank you for your hard work. Songke has indeed made progress in the new field of 5G technology. Please be patient. Mr. Li will explain this in his speech later."

At the same time, Li Songze, surrounded by security personnel, calmly entered the VIP reception room of the venue.

City leaders and officials from the Ministry of Information Technology all came forward to greet him and chat.

Among them was Xing Peng, who was also dressed in formal attire today, and delivered a speech on behalf of the Ministry of Information Technology at this forum.

Xing Peng looked the composed yet dignified man up and down. He raised his hand, gently patted the man's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Haven't been on a speaking stage in years, not bad, huh?"

"Not very good." Li Songze's voice was deep and cold, his face expressionless. He put one hand in his trouser pocket, but his phone remained silent.

"How's the collaboration with A-Dong going?" Xing Peng asked.

"It's alright. We'll officially sign the contract early next month and then announce it to the public."

"I think everyone should be here by now. They've all come to support you today. Shall we meet at the Rich Club tonight?" Xing Peng glanced at his watch again, raising his eyebrows as he asked.

"Okay." Li Songze looked up at the screen on the wall, which was showing the live situation inside the venue. At this time, the audience and guests began to enter and take their seats according to their invitations.

He took out his phone, rubbed his thumb across the screen, and furrowed his brow almost imperceptibly.