Quenching

“I have always respected you. I did not let you live with me in a villa, but instead let you live in a two-bedroom apartment. I did not have the servants cook for you; I cooked for you myself.”

I learned how to use a rice cooker, but the spider robot couldn't clean the floor at all.

I knelt on the ground time and time again to clean up. I wiped the windows of your room spotless every day, and I kept the bottles and jars on your balcony spotless.

I asked your parents for their opinions, and you were overjoyed to move in with me.

Why are you backing out now? I still don't know what this woman said to you. You suddenly changed your mind, tell me.

"It has nothing to do with Kong Yanfei, it's me."

Wanli Fuguang's gaze grew increasingly cold, and he secretly increased the pressure in his hands.

"If I really wanted to investigate, do you think I couldn't find out or get the answer? I just want you to tell me why."

Sheng Shanxing stared intently at Huang Qiaqia's expression.

With tears welling up in her eyes, Huang Qiaqia burst into tears.

"I don't know, I don't know why I suddenly want to break up with you. I don't know either. I suddenly started to be afraid. I'm afraid that I will be like Kong Yanfei, complaining, feeling wronged and sad before marriage. I don't know, I don't know, I'm scared."

Wanli Fuguang put his arm around Huang Qiaqia and comforted her.

"Although I don't want to, I will definitely make you feel wronged, hurt, sad, and even suffer terribly."

But all I want to say right now is, please don't leave me, okay?

Huang Qiaqia nestled in Wanli Fuguang's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

The pine breeze outside the window nudged Wu Haofeng.

"All right."

Wu Haofeng sighed.

Xing Songfeng complained bitterly.

"It's all your fault. I called you to arrange my blind date, but I could never get through to you."

"You didn't call at all; I didn't receive a single call."

"Nonsense, I made at least three calls, and you didn't hear a single one?"

"Never mind the past, let's deal with the present first."

"It's all Sheng Shanxing's fault."

"What's the point of blaming others? Besides, why don't you blame Kong Yanfei?"

I like Kong Yanfei.

"You like it? Go ahead and steal it if you dare."

"you said."

"Yes!"

Xing Songfeng pushed open the classroom door and strode away.

Wu Haofeng frowned, sighed, and thought to himself, "I still have to clean up the kitchen."

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"You mean you can take leave anytime, anywhere, and your working hours are not fixed. How can you manage your small online store like this? It will become lax over time."

Kong Yanfei shook her head and walked out of the dressing room. Huang Qiaqia held up the wedding dress, preparing to hang it up.

"Yes, the mother who wants to jump into the river is short of money and time to take care of her child."

I helped her resolve both issues, providing her with a platform to earn money while also giving her time to take care of her child—a win-win situation, isn't it?

"You mean you want to expand? But poor streamers, they'll have to work 24/7!"

"Several mothers have become live streamers. They stream whenever they have time, and the results are quite good."

"You should get your roommate's boyfriend to write the copy! This isn't a long-term solution."

"I'm planning to hire a full-time mom with a Chinese literature degree to write copy, a top salesperson to do live streaming, a data analyst to organize data for me, and a finance master's degree holder..."

"Don't be delusional. With such a high level of education, you think you can work for a small online shop like this?"

"After becoming full-time mothers, they get older and miss the prime of their lives, making it difficult for them to find jobs."

My little online shop is just a transitional space for them, to save up some money so they can quickly find a good opportunity to switch jobs. New moms planning to return to the workforce can come in later.

Wu Haofeng thought the plan was excellent, and he had already asked Qiqi to start posting job openings on recruitment websites.

"Stop daydreaming, okay?"

Wu Haofeng agreed. He also said that it would be best for me to have my own products, and in the future, to develop my own brand, make it bigger and stronger, and mobilize the whole society to do this business together. This way, the employees will have more confidence and higher morale.

I plan to acquire a small factory and sell fertilizer.

Wu Haofeng did a rough calculation: the site would need fifteen acres of land, a 3,000-square-meter workshop, a 1,000-square-meter open space, equipment, transformers, labor…”

"You want your brother Sheng Shanxing to invest? How much?"

"More than three million? My mother has already given it to me."

"Don't be ridiculous. You only know a few farmers. They're the only ones who buy your fertilizer. What about the rest? You're just sitting in the factory all day, worrying about what to do with it."

“Wu Haofeng has already introduced me to several clients. They all want dozens of tons at a time. I wish I could hold the fertilizer in my hands right now and pile it up in their hands.”

"Have you signed a contract with them?"

"No rush, I trust Wu Haofeng's friend. But let me make this clear first: once my fertilizer is made, you have to endorse it for free, and you also have to call on your friends to promote my fertilizer factory for free, and come to my live stream. My roommate's friend even wrote a super funny script for me, and you are honored to be chosen as the female lead."

"What content?"

"Wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket, with long horns on his head, and his trousers covered in wild grass, he fled all over the mountains and fields."

After saying that, Huang Qiaqia threw down her wedding dress, ran straight to the back door, and took off running.

"I think you're asking for a beating. Come back here, you..."

Kong Yanfei slammed the makeup remover on the table, turned around, and saw a handsome young man leaning against the main entrance, staring at her.

"I didn't see you at the wedding just now?"

Kong Yanfei turned around, her slender fingers holding a cotton pad, and continued to apply the makeup remover oil to her face.

"I don't want you to marry someone else."

Upon hearing Xing Songfeng's words, Kong Yanfei's eyes flashed with disgust. She had seen plenty of rich second-generation heirs like Xing Songfeng.

"Second Young Master, you must have many female friends like me around you! You must have said this to many of your female friends!"

"That's good, but there's one thing you didn't do."

Xing Songfeng frowned, strode in, grabbed Kong Yanfei's shoulder and forcefully pressed her down onto the dressing chair.

"Xing Songfeng, don't go crazy."

Kong Yanfei twisted her shoulders and shoved Xing Songfeng's chest with all her might. Xing Songfeng grabbed Kong Yanfei's wrist and said angrily.

"I'm not crazy, I like you."

"Hmph, I like it. You and that Boss Zhu are friends, aren't you!"

"I……"

"Is the 'like' you're talking about the same as his?"

"I……"

"Second Young Master. Do you understand what respect is?"

Kong Yanfei glared at Xing Songfeng resentfully, then slowly reached out and secretly picked up the bottle of toner on the table.

Suddenly, Kong Yanfei shoved Xing Songfeng away and smashed a bottle of cosmetics against his head. Xing Songfeng wiped the blood from his head, a mocking smile on his face, his pupils suddenly contracting, his brows furrowed with hatred.

"Fine, if you don't like me, then give me to me."