Chapter 410: In One Hour

In the presidential suite of a five-star hotel in Zhonghai, Ning Guodong, having just attended a banquet, removed his custom-made suit by a Milan designer. He poured himself a glass of chilled Bordeaux, sat in a large leather chair by the window, crossed his legs, and sipped the wine while gazing dreamily at the enchanting night outside.

At that moment, his phone vibrated. Ning Guodong glanced at the number and answered, his expression unchanged, "How did it go?"

The man's voice on the other end was somewhat disheartened. "I'm sorry, sir. We were recognized by that man named Yang Chen."

"What?!" Ning Guodong doubted his hearing. "Are you useless? Aren't you supposed to be trained agents of the Security Bureau? How can you fail at such a simple task?!"

"Sir, we don't know what happened. Our surveillance should have been flawless, yet somehow that Yang Chen noticed us. He even paid for our meal, which is really baffling."

"Baffling, my foot! Are you idiots?!" Ning Guodong cursed, "You don't need to work on this anymore. Pack up and go home. I don't need worthless people like you!"

He then hung up the phone furiously and looked out the window with a gloomy expression, muttering to himself, "It seems that guy does have some skills. Could the incident at the Yang family mansion be true? Yang Chen, Yang Pojun, and Yang Gongming... If he really is from the Yang family, then this won't be easy."

Ning Guodong was not a fool; in fact, he was much smarter than the average son of a wealthy family. Otherwise, Ning Guangyao wouldn't have entrusted him with important tasks at such a young age. Considering the incident at the Yang family mansion, coupled with Yang Chen's driving skills today and his seemingly marital relationship with Lin Ruoxi, Ning Guodong could deduce that Yang Chen was definitely not just an ordinary employee of Yu Lei International. It seemed highly likely that he was indeed a member of the Yang family.

"Yang Chen, no matter who you are, you won't be smug for long. There's no woman Lin Ruoxi or anyone else can reject me, and you won't be an exception!"

After speaking to himself, Ning Guodong gulped down the wine along with the ice cubes, crushing them with his teeth, making a crunching sound.

Meanwhile, in the villa of Dragon Garden, in the living room.

Lin Ruoxi looked at Guo Xuehua's expectant eyes and said awkwardly, "Aunt Guo, Yang Chen and I... we don't want to have children yet."

"It's okay, I know you both have been busy lately. After this busy period, we can think about having children once we move," Guo Xuehua said, setting her sights on the time after they moved.

Seeing Lin Ruoxi's face flush with embarrassment, Yang Chen couldn't bear it. He smiled and asked, "We haven't decided where to move yet. Aunt Wang, you suggested it. Have you found a place?"

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "There's no need to look. Our old house has always been empty. I have someone clean it every week. We can move in directly. The house is big enough to accommodate more than twenty people. It's a large mansion from the Republic of China era."

The old house Aunt Wang mentioned was the one Lin Ruoxi had talked about before, which was seized by Lin Kun.

After Lin Kun's death, all his remaining property reverted to Lin Ruoxi, and naturally, that house belonged to her.

However, Lin Ruoxi had been too busy to do anything about it and, whenever she thought of the old house, she remembered her deceased relatives and didn't want to bring it up.

Now that Aunt Wang mentioned it, Lin Ruoxi felt a tinge of sadness in her eyes but said nothing.

Aunt Wang sighed, "Miss, I know you feel sad whenever you think of that house. I also remember the days when the old madam and madam were around. But, Miss, you never go back, and that's not right. That house is our true home. This villa in Dragon Garden was where you moved after a fight with the late master. I've always hoped we could go back home someday."

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Lin Ruoxi bit her lower lip, then finally nodded, "It's time to go back. Aunt Wang, let's do it in a few days. Call a moving company. We're planning to take Huilin out for a day, so let's do it on that day."

"Don't worry, I'll handle everything," Aunt Wang reassured her.

Guo Xuehua and Huilin, having heard about the Lin family's past from Aunt Wang, knew Lin Ruoxi must be feeling emotional. Both of them stepped forward to hold Lin Ruoxi's hand. Lin Ruoxi smiled, indicating she was fine.

Leaving the four women chatting downstairs, Yang Chen slowly made his way up to the second floor and knocked on Zhenxiu's door.

The door opened, and Zhenxiu's delicate face looked tired. The girl, not fully grown yet, had her hair in a ponytail and her lips were a bit dry. She really looked like a student preparing for exams.

"Brother Yang, you're back. Do you need something?"

Yang Chen gently touched Zhenxiu's face, "Don't overwork yourself. There's plenty of time, so make sure to rest. Do you need help with any problems?"

Zhenxiu smiled sweetly, "No need. This is much easier than running a business. Brother Yang, you should rest early. Your work is much harder."

Yang Chen felt a bit guilty. His job wasn't strenuous at all since he delegated most tasks to An Xin and had spent the day flirting with Tang Wan.

Knowing Zhenxiu was a hardworking girl, Yang Chen didn't want to make her uncomfortable with too much concern. He wished her good night and went back to his room.

The next morning, Yang Chen arrived at his office to find An Xin already there, engrossed in some documents. Sitting at her director's desk, she looked every bit the successful businesswoman.

"Ah," An Xin greeted Yang Chen with a mock curtsy like in historical dramas, "Good morning, my lord."

Yang Chen chuckled, "Where did you learn that? I'm not some feudal lord."

"I can't help it. Every day, my proud father reminds me to serve you well, not to upset you, and not to throw tantrums," An Xin pouted. "So, I have to come up with new ways to please my boss."

Yang Chen hugged An Xin's soft body, pulling her onto his lap. He laughed, "If your dad annoys you so much, why don't you move out?"

An Xin puffed her cheeks, leaning on Yang Chen's shoulder, and said wistfully, "Annoying or not, like it or not, he's still my father. Without him, there wouldn't be me. He raised me, and even when I misbehaved, he still deposited money into my credit card. Although he did some excessive things to me, he truly sees me as his daughter. I've long come to terms with it. In this world, no one is absolutely unconditionally good to anyone. It's all about whether the temptation is strong enough to make someone give up on the other. My dad abandoned me because of the Liu family, but now, because of you, he can't bear to let me go."

Yang Chen frowned, "What you said makes sense, but it sounds chilling to me. If one day you find a man better than me, will you leave me for him?"

An Xin batted her eyes and smiled seductively, "Of course not. That's precisely why I'm sticking to you and won't let go. I'm not like my dad. If I did that, I'd even hate myself. Besides, who could possibly be better than my husband?"

Yang Chen shrugged, "There's bound to be someone."

"Even so, I wouldn't trade you for anyone. Though you might be like a feudal lord with many women and many subordinates, I just like you for who you are. What can I do?" An Xin said softly.

Yang Chen's hand started to roam over An Xin's body. "Little vixen, we didn't do it yesterday. How about we make up for it now?"

An Xin's cheeks turned a delicate shade of red, her eyes misting over. "It's so early in the morning. What if someone needs you urgently?"

"What urgent matter could there be? Look at you, already pouting those lips waiting for a kiss," Yang Chen said with a mischievous grin.

An Xin immediately pursed her lips and stared at Yang Chen with a hint of resentment. She could only blame herself for enjoying their intimate moments too much.

Just as Yang Chen was about to take things further, the phone on his desk rang.

Yang Chen sighed and picked up the phone, "Who's calling so early?"

An Xin rolled her eyes. Who answers the phone like that in an office?

There was a moment of silence on the other end before a familiar female voice said, "Am I interrupting you and that foxy An Xin, my little lover?"

Yang Chen broke into a cold sweat and chuckled, "Oh, it's you, Mingyu. Why would you say that? I was just thinking about you, planning to come see you, and got interrupted by the call."

Knowing it was a lie, Liu Mingyu still laughed on the other end, "You're such a liar. Alright then, since you miss me, come to my office right now. I have something to discuss with you."

"Right now?" Yang Chen glanced at An Xin, who was ready for him, and licked his lips, "How about in an hour?"

"No way. I have a meeting later. If you want to do bad things, arrange your own time," Liu Mingyu said angrily.

Yang Chen laughed, "Alright, fine. I guess I can do it at your place too."

After hanging up, Yang Chen saw An Xin looking at him with disdain, "Flirting with another woman right in front of me and saying such things so openly. You're becoming more like an old-time lecherous feudal lord."

Yang Chen pinched her cheek, "What else can I do? Should I abandon all of you? Since you're all here, I can't spend my days fretting over how to treat you all. If I can't cry, I might as well face it with a smile."

An Xin, though aware of his twisted logic, tacitly accepted it.

Yang Chen gently set An Xin down from his lap and stood up, ready to go to Liu Mingyu's office. Ever since Liu Mingyu became a department head, she had been as busy as Mo Qianni, so it was unusual for her to ask him to see her during a workday. He was curious to find out what was so important.