Having been reborn, why would he be afraid of Mr. Gu, who still has a white moonlight?

After dinner, Song Wanwan returned to her bedroom on the third floor, and Gu Tingzhou followed her into the room.

As Song Wanwan removed her makeup at the dressing table, Gu Tingzhou slid a black card off the table and tossed it in front of her.

"If you want something, go buy it yourself."

Song Wanwan stopped what she was doing and looked at him with some confusion.

Gu Tingzhou said coldly, "My wife doesn't need other men to give her bags. Take the card and buy it yourself."

Upon hearing the word "wife," Song Wanwan couldn't quite describe how she felt.

Gu Tingzhou had never referred to himself as such before. The reason he was calling himself that now was simply because he was unhappy that Song Wanwan had accepted the bag that Gu Tingyao had given her.

It's entirely due to men's vanity.

In her previous life, Song Wanwan would have been moved to tears and vowed never to accept the bag from Gu Tingyao.

She also wouldn't accept the card from Gu Tingzhou.

Because she didn't marry Gu Tingzhou for money, and being proud, she never used a single penny of Gu Tingzhou's money.

Song Wanwan gave a low, self-deprecating laugh. "Where did I get the confidence to think I loved you for who you are? It would have been much simpler to love your money."

Gu Tingzhou didn't hear clearly and looked at her with his dark eyes.

Song Wanwan's expression had returned to normal, and she said with a smile, "Thank you, President Gu. I'll accept your thanks then."

Gu Tingzhou's expression darkened, but he ultimately said nothing and went to his study.

He had given Song Wanwan his card before and would deposit money into it regularly every month, but Song Wanwan never used it.

This time, Song Wanwan accepted it very readily.

Song Wanwan put the card in her bag. Why not use it? Even if she didn't use it herself, Gu Tingzhou would give it to his white moonlight later.

I might as well squander it myself; at least I can feel the rustic pride that money brings.

After taking a shower, Song Wanwan took her laptop to her chaise lounge and began working on another alternative investment plan for Boheng Technology.

Gu Tingzhou stayed in the study until very late, and only returned to his room when he thought that Song Wanwan must have already fallen asleep.

He and Song Wanwan only shared a bed that one night at the hotel; otherwise, they slept separately.

The two of them are now sleeping in the same bedroom, although not in the same bed, but he is still very uncomfortable that someone has suddenly moved into his territory.

Gu Tingzhou entered the bedroom, expecting Song Wanwan to be asleep, but to his surprise, she was sitting on a chaise lounge, typing away on her computer, with some documents scattered around her.

Gu Tingzhou glanced at it curiously and only saw a few words.

Song Wanwan was so engrossed that she didn't hear Gu Tingzhou's footsteps, but she could smell the unique scent of male hormones.

She looked up and noticed Gu Tingzhou looking at her, quickly put away the documents, and shut down the computer.

Gu Tingzhou's eyebrows twitched slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

*

Song Wanwan accompanied Gu Tingzhou to the hospital for his IV drip in the morning and then took him to his company.

He went straight to the coffee shop he had arranged to meet Qin Feng, because Gu Tingzhou had glanced at Song Wanwan's information the night before.

Out of caution, she didn't turn on her computer to work on the report all morning, afraid that Gu Tingzhou would find out and that she would be targeted by him before the project was even completed.

Song Wanwan ordered a meal at the coffee shop, quickly finished eating, and then started working.

Time passed unconsciously.

When she sensed someone standing beside her, staring at her.

Looking up, I realized that Qin Feng had already arrived.

She glanced at the time on the computer; it was still ten minutes to three o'clock.

Qin Feng was dressed in a black suit, but he wasn't wearing a tie and had casually loosened two buttons.

Her slender figure was elegant and neat, and her hair was combed up in a meticulous manner.

He's completely different from the unkempt person he was yesterday.

Today, Qin Feng finally resembles a company boss, but compared to someone like Gu Tingzhou who was born into privilege, his aura is far inferior.

Many things require time to accumulate before they can develop a solid foundation.

Qin Feng and Song Wanwan's eyes met. He blushed slightly and said with a shy smile, "I'm sorry, Miss Song, for keeping you waiting."

Song Wanwan smiled calmly and said, "No, President Qin, I arrived early. You are not late."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Qin Feng sat down opposite Song Wanwan and ordered the same coffee as her.

"I wonder if there's anything you need to know about that you invited me here today, Miss Song?"

As Qin Feng spoke, his gentle gaze fell upon Song Wanwan.

Starlight shone in her eyes and brows.

Song Wanwan remained calm and composed. She had always been subjected to such scrutinizing gazes since she was a child, and she was used to it.

She looked straight at Qin Feng, which made Qin Feng lower his head shyly.

Song Wanwan laughed out loud, "President Qin, are you just going to keep talking to me like this?"

Qin Feng was a little nervous and touched his head awkwardly, saying, "Miss Song, has anyone ever told you that your eyes are particularly beautiful, like sparkling diamonds?"

If any other man had said that, Song Wanwan would have definitely thought he had ill intentions.

However, based on Song Wanwan's interaction with Qin Feng yesterday, he knew that Qin Feng's words came from the bottom of his heart; he simply thought Song Wanwan was beautiful.

She could sense Qin Feng's affection for her.

During the years she chased after Gu Tingzhou, she suffered grievances and contempt.

Aside from her family, she had never experienced a man looking at her so gently, like Qin Feng.

Maybe so, but she never cared.

Song Wanwan smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliment. I think we will become very good friends."

Qin Feng knew that Song Wanwan was indirectly rejecting him, and he felt a sense of loss.

He gave an awkward laugh. "Then may I just call you by your name?"

Song Wanwan said calmly, "Okay, friend Qin Feng."

Qin Feng smiled, a very gentle smile, like a big boy who had received his favorite candy, his face full of tenderness.

Qin Feng was a very well-mannered person and knew how to maintain a polite distance from Song Wanwan.

The two briefly discussed the strengths and weaknesses of Boheng Technology.

Song Wanwan was confident and generous, and said directly, "I have two plans. The first is to conduct Series A financing, get the first investment, and then restructure the company, rent office space, hire professional managers, and expand the product line. This is the problem you want to solve by seeking financing from investment companies."

Qin Feng echoed, "Yes, we contacted Rongli Capital and other investment companies in order to solve this problem."

Song Wanwan paused briefly before continuing, "My other plan is to directly raise Series B funding and start production immediately. This can shorten the company's development time; a company that takes three years to go public can go public in two years. However, you'll have to solve the problems of office space and management personnel yourself. But the corresponding profits will double. Technology is constantly iterating, allowing us to seize the market and gain market share."

Qin Feng looked at Song Wanwan in surprise, then lowered his head and said sadly, "Wanwan, I won't lie to you, we have this plan, but the company's accounts are already empty. We don't even dare to think about going directly for Series B financing."

Song Wanwan smiled confidently and said with a firm gaze, "What if I'm willing to invest ten million in your Boheng Technology in exchange for 10% of your shares?"

Qin Feng looked up at Song Wanwan again, not quite believing what she was saying.