Song Tianyao sought power, and now that he has it, in exchange, Chu Xiaoxin's Likang has become the leading pharmaceutical company in Hong Kong, and he himself has become Justice of the Peace. At this point, he can retire with his success and only receive a meager profit. Even someone as shrewd as Song Tianyao has nothing to say to him.
Rather than insisting on not releasing him and forcing him to continue serving the Chu Family, thus allowing them to harbor resentment and cause trouble later, it would be better to be magnanimous and let Song Tianyao use the Chu Family's name to go out and make his own way in the world.
Moreover, rather than keeping Song Tianyao working for the Chu Family, Chu Yaozong was more curious about what kind of situation this young man could make in Hong Kong. When he was a secretary planning for his boss, he was versatile and cunning. He wondered if Song Tianyao would also use such risky and ruthless methods when doing business.
Moreover, how long will it take for Song Tianyao to reappear before him, and under what new identity?
He was really looking forward to it.
"It's very noisy here during the day." Meng Wanqing slowly strolled around the newly rented detached tenement building where Song Tianyao lived, looking out the window at the bustling water station and the dilapidated playground where many children gathered. Standing at the window, she could clearly hear the neighbors arguing and blaming each other because of the long queue for water.
Meng Wanqing turned to Song Tianyao, who was urging the movers to bring in the furniture he needed, and asked, "How can I study or tutor with all this noise?"
"I go to the University of Hong Kong Library across the street to read during the day, not here. There's no water supply at night, and the children need to go home to rest, so it's naturally quiet," Song Tianyao said as he helped the movers push the door open to make it easier for them to carry the furniture into the room.
No sooner had Song Tianyao finished speaking than Meng Wanqing saw four movers carry up an unassembled double wooden bed, along with the mattress, bed legs, and other items. After the workers carried the double bed to the bedroom as instructed by Song Tianyao, Meng Wanqing slowly walked up to Song Tianyao, who was holding the door open, and asked hesitantly, "A double bed?"
"Don't you need a double bed if you live with me? Can you stand being on top of me all night in a single bed? Or would you like to move in with my mom?" Song Tianyao looked at Meng Wanqing and asked seriously.
Meng Wanqing was tall, probably close to 170 cm even barefoot. She was wearing a short-sleeved cheongsam and high heels, and looked to be about the same height as Song Tianyao. Even when he looked down, Song Tianyao could clearly see her pretty face gradually turning red.
Previously, even when Song Tianyao was holding hands with this tall, mature woman on the street and passersby saw it, Meng Wanqing's expression was always indifferent and aloof. Only when she was alone with Song Tianyao could she show this kind of reaction.
"You need to study... It's not good for me to live with you. I'd rather go home and live with my parents, and I'll come to visit you when you have free time, so you can concentrate on your studies." Meng Wanqing glanced at the bedroom first, noticing the workers assembling the wooden bed and not paying attention to this place, before bringing her red lips to Song Tianyao's ear and speaking in a very low voice.
"Your uncle is busy preparing for his tailor shop, he has no time to see you. Besides, they know you were robbed by a thug who went on a killing spree. You didn't come home the last two nights, and you said they didn't ask too many questions. And why don't I have the energy to study when you're here?" Song Tianyao asked Meng Wanqing with a wicked smile.
Meng Wanqing bit her lip and took two steps back, standing in front of Song Tianyao, glaring at Song Tianyao with shame and anger without saying another word.
Song Tianyao feigned sudden realization. "I see, you have ulterior motives, you were planning to... with me tonight..."
"You were the one who had a double bed made." Meng Wanqing knew Song Tianyao was teasing her on purpose, but she still couldn't help but retort, "I took the tram home."
After saying that, he turned around and made to walk out. Song Tianyao gently put his arm around the other's waist from behind and pulled him into his arms. "How do you know I can't concentrate on my studies if you haven't even lived here? You can leave after you realize I can't concentrate on my studies."
Meng Wanqing didn't actually want to separate from Song Tianyao. What troubled her recently was that her parents seemed to firmly believe the widely circulated rumor that she had been forcibly taken by some powerful figure in the underworld. Her mother even cried and begged her all night, blaming her and her father for being incompetent. She said that if it weren't for the family's decline, which forced her to work at the seafood restaurant, she wouldn't have ended up like this.
Then she was advised to be more obedient and sensible, so as not to be abandoned by the Big Brother in the underworld who had their eyes on her. These past two days, every time she went home, her mother would cry and say that she was sorry and ask if she had been abandoned by a man. This made Meng Wanqing feel a sense of fear about going home. She explained that her current man was a secretary, but her parents obviously did not believe her and just thought she was trying to comfort them.
So when Song Tianyao rented a floor of a tenement building on High Street in Sai Ying Pun and asked Meng Wanqing to help him with his plans, Meng Wanqing vaguely guessed what Song Tianyao was thinking.
Meng Wanqing was naturally willing to live with Song Tianyao, enjoying a peaceful and happy life together, even though this man always liked to tease her and see her shy and angry expressions. However, despite her passionate feelings, she was also worried that if Song Tianyao stayed with her every night, it might interfere with his so-called tutoring. This man was currently infatuated with her, even wanting to hold her hand to the bathroom. Song Tianyao doted on her, but Meng Wanqing felt she couldn't let him become so immersed in his love life. A man should naturally have his own ambitions. When Song Tianyao first met her, he wasn't a playboy who was obsessed with women and couldn't even take a step when he saw one. Meng Wanqing didn't want Song Tianyao to become obsessed with her romantic affairs and neglect his career after she came into his life.
So she resolutely broke free from Song Tianyao's embrace and said earnestly, "I... I'll come visit you again in a few days. You should focus on your studies and not let me interfere with what you need to do. Besides, Auntie Zhen won't be happy if she finds out I'm staying here while you're having tutoring."
"The Hong Kong Government doesn't stipulate that you have to become a monk to study in the university library, sister. Why do I feel like coming here to study is the same as you sending your husband to become a monk? You're worried my mother won't approve of you moving in with me? You should be more worried about her dark face when your belly hasn't gotten bigger by the end of the year." Song Tianyao said with a smile, looking at Meng Wanqing's insistent appearance.