Chapter 235: Are men this useful?

Wen Ling lay down still somewhat on guard, afraid he would act up again, and she watched him warily several times.

Zhou Yinhe lay obediently on her side, blinking his eyes looking very innocent.

"You're sure you're fine now, right?"

Zhou Yinhe nodded, let out an affirmative hum, and raised his arms to embrace Wen Ling.

Wen Ling was exhausted, couldn't be bothered to argue with him about this, adjusted to a comfortable position and continued to sleep.

Because she slept early, the next day Wen Ling also woke early; she squinted her eyes and took a long while to turn over, by then Zhou Yinhe's figure was already gone from her side.

Wen Ling stared blankly for a moment, then got up and walked toward the bathroom; standing before the mirror inside, she discovered her skin condition was actually better than before.

She leaned close to the mirror to examine carefully; her already delicate skin became even fairer and supple, with a faint rosy glow, and the light in her eyes grew even brighter.

...... Are men this useful? Was it like this before?

She couldn't recall those little details of being with Zhou Yinhe; after the breakup, her mind was full of the days they had spent together.

Wen Ling furrowed her brows, let out a light sigh, then washed up and changed into somewhat more formal clothes before going downstairs.

She hadn't gone to the company all day yesterday at home; today she definitely had to go, because her paternal uncle was now afraid that if he couldn't find her weakness, he couldn't replace her position.

Who knew that just as she stepped down the stairs, a sound came from the dining direction; she thought it was Hehe and Hengheng running out to cause a ruckus in the restaurant, frowning as she walked toward the dining area while shouting, "Hehe? Hengheng? What are you two up to again?"

Her steps suddenly stopped in place; she looked at Zhou Yinhe crouching beside the dining table, and her heartstrings gave a sudden twitch.

Zhou Yinhe lifted his head with a light smile, looking at Wen Ling, and said softly, "You're awake? I originally wanted to make you breakfast, but it all failed, so I called an auntie over."

Wen Ling looked at the Chinese and Western breakfast laid out on the table, pursed her lips, and said stubbornly, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

I'm not leaving; I've canceled the hotel, and from now on I'll be living here with you.

This wasn't the first time he'd done something like this, so he naturally said such a thing with a thick-skinned ease.

Wen Ling didn't answer his words, sat down at the table, and ate breakfast quietly.

Zhou Yinhe rose and walked to her side, seeing she was dressed formally, he asked puzzledly, "Are you going out?"

"Mm, to the company." Wen Ling replied indifferently.

Zhou Yinhe froze for a moment, then recalled that Wen Ling still had a tiger-eyed paternal uncle nearby, as well as that uncle's clan of spoiled cousins.

He lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and proposed, "Shall I accompany you?"

Wen Ling lifted her eyes to glance at him, then withdrew her gaze and continued eating: "No need, if you're staying just stay; you find someone to tidy that room yourself."

Zhou Yinhe knew he couldn't be too aggressive now, so he obediently nodded and agreed; watching her leave, he stood at the doorway in a daze for a long while before returning to the living room.

He just tossed his phone onto the sofa, bent over to pick it up, and called Edward, his voice flat and calm: "Have you finished investigating the matter of the Wen Family Second House?"

Although he could arrange people to investigate himself, being in a foreign land, Edward was more convenient.

"It's done; I'll send it to your email now." After saying that, Edward hesitated a moment, then continued: "But I suggest you not interfere in the Wen Family's affairs; Wen Lao has been in power for years, yet he hasn't intervened even as his granddaughter and cousin vie for power—the Wen Family seems simple but is actually quite complex behind the scenes, so I advise against getting involved lightly."

Zhou Yinhe gave an indifferent hum and snorted, saying, "Just because others don't dare doesn't mean I don't." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Edward sent the email to Zhou Yinhe, then immediately got up and went to the top-floor office.

Ke Lu Zi was currently holding a beautiful, sexy secretary, his fingers casually tapping the computer keyboard, likely handling work.

Edward knocked on the door and walked in, ignoring Ke Lu Zi's actions, and told him what Zhou Yinhe had instructed him to do.

Ke Lu Zi narrowed his eyes, gestured for the secretary to leave, and after she exited the office, he stood up, lit a cigar, and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window.

"This Fifth Young Master of the Zhou family really does seem arrogant."

He spoke with a smiling tone; Edward couldn't tell what he meant, pondered a bit, then said: "He wants to oppose the Wen Family Second House—should we intervene?"

Ke Lu Zi gave a hum of laughter and said lightly, "No need, just watch; don't let the Wen Family Second House get desperate and hurt him, or else I won't be able to explain things to Mr. Zhou."

"Yes." Edward nodded, about to leave, but Ke Lu Zi called him back again.

"Your brother said he wants to go to Hua Guo to expand the Ke Lu Zi family's market there; what do you think—should I agree or not?"

He had a probing intent, but Edward didn't catch it; he only knew that Lu Zhaoye actually wanted to contend for power with him, and his blood heated, impulsively revealing the ambition he had long concealed in front of Ke Lu Zi.

"Father, his mother is merely a commoner; even if he's deeply scheming, his status shouldn't surpass mine."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Edward realized what he had said; his heart filled with alarm, he lifted his gaze to see his father already turned to face him, swallowed dryly, and explained, "Father, I was just impulsive; I meant nothing else."

Ke Lu Zi gave a faint smile, shook his head, and said, "You may go."

Edward felt uneasy in his heart, but he still left honestly.

He had no idea that, even before he received Zhou Yinhe's call that night, Zhou Yinhe had already phoned Ke Lu Zi.

Every word of what was said remained etched in Ke Lu Zi's memory.

"The Ke Lu Zi family wants to expand into Hua Guo; that's fine, but we will cooperate only with Lu Zhaoye."

Ke Lu Zi furrowed his brows and asked, "Why? Lu Zhaoye is merely my illegitimate son."

He was quite blunt; Zhou Yinhe gave a light smile and said softly, "Because he has Hua Guo heritage, getting along with him is far more convenient than with your eldest son, and Edward looks a bit foolish."

Ke Lu Zi was blunt, and so Zhou Yinhe became even more blunt, not caring whether he was on someone else's turf or whether his words might offend.

Probably because Ke Lu Zi had long investigated Zhou Yinhe's temperament, plus his wariness of the Zhou family, upon hearing Zhou Yinhe's words he actually laughed and agreed.

"All right, then we'll go with the Fifth Young Master's wishes, and hopefully he will look after the Ke Lu Zi family in return."

Zhou Yinhe gave an indifferent hum and hung up; afterward, Ke Lu Zi summoned his younger son.

After arriving at the company, Wen Ling first went to Wen Zhuo's office.

At that time Wen Zhuo was still in the meeting room, so Wen Ling went alone into the office she rarely visited.

The office looked quite spacious, with only a lounge area and a work area, decorated in cool tones, quite unlike Wen Ling's office.

Wen Ling casually glanced around and saw a photograph on Wen Zhuo's desk.

It showed a photo of her and Wen Zhuo as children; Wen Ling had forgotten when it was taken, but back then Wen Zhuo was thin and small, standing beside her quite shyly.