Is That So Hard to Guess?

"You used my photo to make money. Shouldn't I get a share of the profits?" He Li'an walked around him and looked at the "masterpiece" on the table that had pleased him so much.

Yu An stared at him in disbelief. "You're so rich, and you still want a cut of mine?"

How could He Li'an be like this?!

He didn't want to marry He Li'an anymore!

He Li'an said in an especially humble tone, "I may be somewhat well-off, but what I have and what I deserve are two different things."

"But, but..." Yu An couldn't come up with anything to argue.

Because He Li'an's words made so much sense.

He Li'an had been watching him the whole time. Seeing that he was genuinely aggrieved, he realized he might have teased him a little too far. "What I mean is..."

"Get someone to draft the contract. I never learned this, so I don't know how." Yu An quickly accepted the fact that he would have to split the money with He Li'an. He turned around, packed up his things, and headed out.

Thinking he was angry, He Li'an rushed forward and grabbed him. "Yu An, where are you going?!"

Yu An found him utterly baffling. "To eat?"

Was this greedy capitalist not even going to let him eat?

He Li'an froze, then released his hand, his expression returning to normal. "Let's go."

Yu An gave him a deep look, rubbing his wrist as he walked out.

He Li'an was strong, and his wrist hurt a little from being grabbed.

If he had to compare them, he didn't think the old He Li'an had been any better.

He Li'an's second face, hidden behind the first, was a little nasty.

Yu An noticed that dinner had been prepared differently. It was no longer the simple, straightforward fare he had previously requested, but had been elaborately cooked.

Just like the couple's set meal they had eaten last night.

Yu An still remembered how delicious it had been, but he cautiously waited until He Li'an had tasted everything before picking up his chopsticks.

The after-dinner fruit was mangosteen and mango.

Both were high-sugar fruits, which Yu An had never eaten before.

"It's fine to have a little in moderation." He Li'an still ate first in front of him.

Yu An watched him eat several pieces before lowering his head and spearing some fruit with his fork.

It was a sweetness he had never tasted before.

He was happy.

After two more bites, He Li'an set his fork down. Noticing movement beneath the table, he turned his head and saw Yu An lifting both feet and swinging them.

Swinging one's feet was a body language cue for happiness.

He Li'an looked over, only to find that Yu An didn't look particularly happy. His eyes were simply much brighter than usual.

Actually, He Li'an had noticed on the first day he met Yu An that Yu An rarely showed much emotion.

When he had palpated him at the hospital that day, the pain shouldn't have been mild, yet Yu An had only frowned slightly.

"I'm done eating." Yu An set down his fork. "I'm going for a walk."

He Li'an said, "Mm."

Yu An got up and went out, while He Li'an remained seated.

Only after Yu An disappeared through the doorway did Zhu Wen approach him and respectfully say, "Young Master, as instructed, I contacted Young Master Yu An's former school. The information shows that Young Master Yu An was an ordinary top student."

He Li'an asked in a low voice, "What about his family?"

Zhu Wen said, "There were four people in the family. Young Master Yu An has a younger sister, but the other three family members are all listed as missing persons, so he has been living alone all this time."

He Li'an pondered for a moment before murmuring, "So that's how it was."

That also explained why Yu An always gave people the impression that he was emotionally detached.

Children who lacked affection often had that kind of problem.

But he was reasonable and smart, so that little issue hardly counted as an issue.

And he was quite bold, too.

He had even wanted to fool around in the lounge today...

"Young Master, but I find one thing very strange."

Zhu Wen abruptly spoke up, interrupting He Li'an's thoughts. "What?"

"Young Master Yu An's family background appears quite ordinary. Why did he choose to major in finance?"

The financial industry was like an expedition through the jungle. Compared with outstanding individual ability, having resources of one's own was what truly made the difference. Therefore, finance was not a wise choice for an ordinary family.

A smile appeared in He Li'an's eyes. "Is that so hard to guess?"

Zhu Wen said, "?"

He Li'an gave him a sidelong glance and said casually, "I majored in finance too."

Their years of rapport made Zhu Wen understand instantly. "It seems Young Master Yu An really does like you."

Because he liked him, he had chosen the same major.

Zhu Wen felt proud of his judgment.

He really hadn't misjudged him.

Young Master Yu An's feelings for his young master were indeed sincere.

Outside the dining room.

Yu An stood against the wall and quietly listened to the entire conversation between He Li'an and Zhu Wen.

Even Song Yuechi had questioned his existence, much less He Li'an, so he had waited here after leaving the dining room.

If he had to match himself to the information, what Zhu Wen had reported was more or less consistent with Yu An's actual circumstances.

His parents had left with his younger sister and never returned, which did count as another form of disappearance. He had attended school for several years as a child and ranked first in every exam, which qualified him as a top student. It was just that after he had nearly eaten himself to death, he stopped liking going out and relied entirely on studying at home.

But he hadn't had time to make up any of that in front of He Li'an yet.

Maybe this was simply how He Li'an subconsciously saw him.

But there was one thing Yu An didn't understand.

Why was He Li'an so confident that he liked him?

Had he acted that convincingly?

When Yu An returned from his walk, he found Zhu Wen waiting for him.

"Young Master Yu An, the materials Young Master bought for you have been placed in the basement, and the tools have been prepared as well. Would you like to take a look?"

"Okay."

Yu An followed Zhu Wen to the basement.

The various tools all looked very new, as if the place had only been set up temporarily.

Yu An asked, "Just got this ready?"

Zhu Wen smiled. "Yes."

Yu An gave him a faint smile as well. "Thank you."

"It was Young Master's instruction." Zhu Wen brought up He Li'an at just the right moment.

The smile vanished from Yu An's face in an instant, and he blandly said, "Oh."

Who could still smile when faced with a greedy capitalist?

The materials for making phone cases were all of good quality. Once Yu An sat down at the workbench, he couldn't pull himself away.

He didn't know how long had passed when he sensed someone behind him. Turning around, he found He Li'an there.

Why did this man always appear without making a sound?!

Yu An ignored him and continued working.

An arm reached over from behind his side, holding a document. "Take a look."

Yu An glanced at it. "What is it?"

"An authorization and profit-sharing agreement."

Yu An paused and took it.

"Don't your employees ever get off work?" Truly a capitalist—having employees draft contracts this late at night.

He Li'an replied unhurriedly, "We have overseas departments. There's a time difference with the country. It's daytime there right now, so they're still working."

Yu An let out an emotionless "Wow." "President He's business is really widespread."