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

"Sisi, you've only just recovered. Why don't you leave the baby with a nanny?" Huang Minqiu gently approached Liu Sisi, her eyes filled with concern and her voice exceptionally soft.

Throughout the entire night, Liu Sisi couldn't find a suitable opportunity to have a proper heart-to-heart talk with Huang Minqiu.

After all, they are all busy taking care of their own babies and really don't have any extra energy.

On the surface, Huang Minqiu, as one of the main figures at this gathering, naturally had to take good care of the guests.

Thanks to Uncle Zhou and Li Minsheng's help, she was able to handle herself well in front of the older generation, and her demeanor and speech were quite natural.

On the contrary, the atmosphere becomes somewhat awkward when interacting with Li Songze's childhood friends of the same generation.

After all, she didn't even have a proper, respectable title.

Li Songze's cold and aloof demeanor left everyone feeling somewhat ambiguous.

Those who know him understand, and so it becomes a tacit understanding, albeit an ambiguous one.

Apart from Liu Sisi, who would call her "Sister Minqiu" in a familiar and affectionate way, everyone else followed Lin Xuedong in calling her "Miss Huang".

As a result, she only maintained ordinary polite greetings with everyone.

That sense of alienation seemed like an invisible barrier standing between them. Huang Minqiu couldn't help but feel a strange, indescribable feeling welling up inside her.

Liu Sisi watched as she sat down beside her, her eyes bright. She was genuinely happy for Huang Minqiu tonight. "Sister Minqiu, you must have had a hard night."

After saying that, she looked around.

The eye falls on the elegantly decorated side room.

The Chinese-style chandelier casts a soft, bright light, illuminating the richly colored mahogany tables and chairs with an understated elegance.

Li Songze's expression was composed, and his well-tailored black bespoke suit accentuated his aloof and noble air under the light and shadow. Despite being in the center of the commotion, he maintained a polite yet distant demeanor.

Fortunately, the joyful atmosphere tonight made it less abrupt.

It's clear that Li Minsheng is full of energy and spirit today.

His face was radiant, and his smile was as bright as a blooming sunflower, almost overflowing his entire face.

During a break between tea and dinner, he grabbed Li Songze, who was standing next to him, and warmly chatted with the elders.

At this moment, Liu Sisi's eyes gleamed with curiosity. She squinted her lips and began to gossip with great interest: "Sister Minqiu, you and Brother Li... are you about to have some good progress?"

Good progress? Is it even possible?

Huang Minqiu sighed silently to herself.

Tonight's 100-day celebration is something Li Minsheng has been working so hard to achieve.

They only invited a very small number of close friends and confidants of the father and son, and they have no plans to make their relationship public until now.

Huang Minqiu pursed her lips, as if suppressing her emotions, and then murmured, "Don't overthink it, I'm already very happy."

These words, once spoken, were clearly tinged with bitterness, like biting into an unripe green fruit, full of a sour taste.

The two exchanged a glance, and Liu Sisi gradually stopped smiling.

She seemed to sense the hint of disappointment beneath Huang Minqiu's cheerful smile, subtle and fleeting, like a shooting star.

“Sister Minqiu, Brother Li has really helped us a lot. He is our benefactor!” Liu Sisi understood, so when she spoke, she deliberately redefined the relationship between them.

Although she and Li Songze had interacted frequently on projects during this period, she could clearly sense the man's restraint. Maintaining a suitable distance had significantly reduced her stress.

No matter how he changed things, Li Songze still refused to accept Huang Minqiu for the sake of the child.

Sigh... Emotional entanglements are never easy to untangle; you can only let nature take its course.

"Sisi, it's been quite a while since we last chatted." Huang Minqiu frowned, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

Among the crowd, she was one of the few who knew that Liu Sisi had been pregnant and lost her child.

Therefore, when Liu Sisi held Lin Zhihe in her arms and introduced him to everyone as the child she had adopted, the others were probably touched by the heartwarming scene and offered their sincere blessings.

Huang Minqiu, however, felt a mix of emotions, a feeling that was extremely heavy and complex.

Whenever she looked at Liu Sisi's face radiating maternal love, a hidden anxiety would simmer within her, like thorns in her back. It was as if an invisible hand was gently and painlessly tapping at her heart, making her uneasy.

"Are you planning to throw yourself into your work now?" Huang Minqiu probed.

"Sister Minqiu, you flatter me. It's always better to be busy with work than to be alone and depressed..." Liu Sisi looked away, her eyes unconsciously glancing out the window so that Minqiu wouldn't see the sadness in her eyes.

As night fell, the garden was lush with greenery, but in her eyes, it seemed to be shrouded in a faint sorrow.

Lin Xuedong and Wen Nanguo were smoking outside, saying they'd chat about something. But quite some time had passed, and they still hadn't returned.

In the living room, Xie Zhanming and Xing Yi were still bickering and joking.

Mrs. Wen seized on Xie Zhanming's weakness, starting with his ambiguous relationship with Du Yumei. The ambiguity between them was truly harming both of them.

Mrs. Wen couldn't stand it, so she used the opportunity to make a fuss.

Her tone held a hint of sarcasm: "Hey, Lao Xie, what's going on here? Look at you and Amei, always hanging out and having fun together, aren't you the perfect match?"

Xing Peng crossed his arms and chimed in, "Haha, sister-in-law is absolutely right! Old Xie really likes that kind of thing. In my opinion, he should just take Amei as his wife. We're all acquaintances, we know each other well, wouldn't that make things much easier in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Zhanming's expression showed no sign of anxiety; instead, a sly smile appeared on his face. "Hehe, Ah Mei is incredibly busy with her work; she doesn't have the energy to pay attention to me."

"Me, well..." He paused, feigning ignorance. "I'm a career-driven middle-aged man at the forefront of the times. Working myself to the bone every day, let's just maintain this peak efficiency..."

"Efficient?! Haha, didn't you contribute all of Amei's business? You're so old and you're just spouting nonsense, corrupting your younger brother!" Xing Yi scolded, but there was nothing he could do, he just deserved a beating.

"Hey, hey, don't pull me! You're still an old guy!" Xie Zhanming pointed at him, always teasing him about his surname, Xing. "Ayi, you're not young anymore, aren't you? Shouldn't you get married and experience some hardship?"

Let's burn together!

Xing Yi twitched his lips and stared at Xie Zhanming as if he were looking at 'divine gold'.

“Yes, yes, Ah Yi should find a girlfriend and start dating. You’re 35 already…” Mrs. Wen got excited, because it was about releasing the resources she had on hand.

Seeing the mockery in Xing Yi's eyes instantly transform into 'give me a piece of cake', Xie Zhanming felt a surge of satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth widened in a smile...

Laughter filled the living room as the group chatted back and forth.

Suddenly, a deep gaze pierced through the side hall.

Huang Minqiu just raised her eyebrows slightly.

Whether it was the atmosphere here or not, she sensitively noticed that the contours of the man's cold face seemed to have softened slightly.

But the moment their eyes met, his gaze suddenly became unfathomable.

It seems to conceal some unknown emotion or meaning, making it difficult to grasp.

Even though the room was at a comfortable temperature and the atmosphere was harmonious, Huang Minqiu's heart skipped a beat because of that oppressive gaze.

She couldn't help but feel nervous, and her heart started racing.