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

"Aunt Zhen, could you please go and get my phone for me?"

Liu Sisi shook her head as she looked at the bowl of medicine that was brought to her; she had absolutely no desire to drink it now.

Aunt Zhen frowned slightly, seemingly troubled, and sighed inwardly. She had no choice but to put down the tray first and then bring her the fully charged phone.

Beep beep..., beep beep...

While waiting for the call to connect, Liu Sisi turned her head slightly, gazing out the window at the abyss-like darkness of the night.

Large raindrops pelted the windowpane, as if wantonly bullying its fragility.

Her eyes flickered with unease, as if some bad premonition was welling up in her heart, and even swallowing saliva could not relieve the tension in her heart.

Just then, a voice finally came from the other end of the phone, breaking the long wait.

"Sisi?"

Liu Sisi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but the unease in her heart still lingered. "When are you coming back?"

There was a long silence on the other end, followed by a sigh, the tone revealing a sense of helplessness and frustration: "While I was away on a business trip, Lin Lan took Zhiyuan away. After I finish dealing with things here, I'll go talk to her later."

The weariness and helplessness in the man's voice deeply pierced Liu Sisi's heart.

Her breathing quickened, and for a moment she didn't know how to comfort him.

At the same time, the door to the president's office on the 45th floor of the Lin's Building was knocked on and pushed open.

Ah Xiao returned carrying a lunchbox, his slightly tense expression revealing that he was still somewhat nervous.

On the contrary, Xie Zhanming, who followed behind with a leisurely stroll, appeared to be strategizing and commanding, as if he were about to win a battle from afar.

Upon seeing the man who had just hung up the phone, he immediately launched into a barrage of sarcastic remarks, "Tsk tsk tsk, look how you're holding it in? You could win an Oscar, how did you even manage to act like that?"

The tenderness on Lin Xuedong's face was gradually replaced by coldness. He frowned, got up from his chair and walked towards the sofa. "Lin Lan chose today to make a scene."

Xie Zhanming met his gaze and said, "Headache, huh? I knew it. Don't let it slip away."

After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder and said with a half-smile, "This time we've killed three birds with one stone. Once we get through this, the world will be at peace. Just bear with it a little longer."

Ah Xiao, with her ears perked up, laid out the lunchboxes one by one and arranged them on the coffee table. Upon hearing the conversation between the two, she paused slightly in her actions of setting out the cutlery.

He knew that Lin Xuedong was about to do something unexpected again, and he couldn't help but feel nervous and worried for him.

After all, Lin Xuedong had been constantly turning the tide amidst the turmoil for nearly a year, often finding himself in those thorny situations.

At this moment, he could only silently pray that Lin Xuedong would get through this hurdle smoothly, just as Xie Zhanming had said...

Soon, the office was filled with the enticing aroma of food, but it did nothing to whet the men's appetites.

"Eat something, so you can deal with Lin Lan later." Xie Zhanming picked up some food from his lunchbox, and as he looked up, the wrinkles of varying depths were faintly visible in the light and shadow. He glanced at the man silently smoking and offered his helpless words of advice.

Lin Xuedong rubbed his temples and leaned back on the sofa. "No matter what, she is Zhiyuan's mother."

"Hmph, you can't give her the legitimate right she wants, so there's no point in negotiating. You might as well just follow the plan. In the end, it's just that she's greedy and will reap what she sows."

Lin Xuedong frowned. He was well aware of the importance of this negotiation, which was why he had been hesitant.

He exhaled a smoke ring and looked at Xie Zhanming, "Let's make our move tomorrow."

Ah Xiao looked up and saw the man bend down and extinguish his cigarette in the ashtray. Those cold, sharp black eyes turned to him, unfathomable, as if all the plans of the past few months could be triggered at any moment.

He swallowed hard and replied, following his train of thought, "Both J country and G city are ready and can coordinate the operation."

"Why don't we transfer Sisi to Hong Kong first? If anything happens, she won't be safe here." Xie Zhanming's expression was slightly grave, and his voice carried some worry.

"If we hadn't been prepared, we really wouldn't have been able to handle Lin Lan's outburst today." Lin Xuedong took a sip of tea, his tone filled with obvious helplessness and disappointment.

In an instant, it was as if the hesitation in my heart gradually dissipated.

He took a deep breath, a determined look flashing in his eyes. "We can't wait any longer. We must strike first and seize this opportunity."

"it is good!"

Xie Zhanming smiled, pushed the lunchbox in front of him, nodded and said: "Don't worry, with the cooperation of the old chief and Lao Wen, we have nothing to worry about! Just do it."

Since Liu Sisi was surrounded, apart from Lin Xuedong publicly supporting his wife and showing absolute trust in her in front of the camera,

The Lin family's official stance, however, has remained unchanged, offering neither explanation nor clarification.

This has led to further speculation about Lin Zhicheng and Xie Xue's attitudes toward this matter.

Meanwhile, paparazzi captured all of Lin Xuedong's whereabouts.

He just stood there naked, letting the camera follow him.

He was completely unconcerned about the romantic escapades involving wealthy families that were circulating online, and about the unfounded rumors about his image.

Various gossip news about Lin Xuedong emerged one after another.

The most attention-grabbing aspect is his marriage to Liu Sisi.

However, the public has always been inclined to ridicule and speculate whether their on-again, off-again marriage is truly as deep and unwavering as he claims.

As a result, starting from the latter half of the night, public opinion seemed to be under some kind of spell, suddenly overwhelmingly praising President Lin's reversal of fortune.

At five o'clock in the morning, a black Bentley stopped in front of a luxury apartment building.

The man abruptly pulled open the back door, his handsome face covered with a deep weariness.

He subconsciously raised his eyes, but his gaze remained sharp, as if it could pierce through the torrential rain pouring down from the eaves and stare a hole through the few commercial vehicles that were blatantly parked outside the gate and standing in the puddles.

Then, a faint, sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth before he suppressed his displeasure and bent down to get into the car.

His whereabouts were quickly discovered.

The media also obtained many shocking photos.

It turns out that over the past six months, Lin Xuedong had been frequently visiting Lin Lan's apartment. Each time, he would stay for one or two hours, and would sit in her car downstairs, smoking silently with a troubled expression for a long time before leaving.

I stayed up all night tonight.

Online discussions have erupted again, with some even questioning whether this seemingly upright CEO is actually nothing more than a rotten wretch beneath his charming facade.

Given Lin Lan's earlier announcement that she was severing ties with the Lin family, there has been much speculation that the sibling relationship between him and Lin Lan has been altered due to certain events.

Therefore, his unequal relationship with Liu Sisi, which was strongly rejected by the Lin family, becomes even more meaningful.

Instead of staying with the wife he claimed to love deeply, he turned around and lingered in his sister's boudoir.

What does this mean?

So, who would still care about the Cinderella story?

The interlude between Liu Sisi and Gao Zhichen pales in comparison to the momentum of this pseudo-sibling romance.