Chapter 230: 90: A Family by the Spring Chapter 230 The More She Can't Be Had, the More He Is Obsessed with Her Like a Demon

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Protagonist:

Lin Xiyu

"What exactly do you want?"

Lin Xiyu's eyes showed displeasure: "Don't tell me you want to settle scores under the guise of cooperation. As for Li Qing's matter, you were wrong in the end. I don't care how many grievances you have, swallow them all back. I don't want to hear anything related to her."

"I came, naturally, for business matters."

Wang Fan held a fire in his heart, not daring to vent in front of her.

"I give you two choices..."

Lin Xiyu's attitude was very tough, not allowing refusal: "Either say your true purpose now, or get lost quickly."

Wang Fan heard the word 'get lost', and the corners of his mouth twitched violently several times.

If these words came from someone else's mouth, he would have already thrown them into the moat to feed the fish.

What Lin Xiyu said, he could only endure.

Even if he couldn't endure, he had to endure!

Who made him act cheap himself—the more he couldn't get her, the more he was obsessed with her like a demon, finding other women tasteless, not even the newly risen little flower of the entertainment circle was an exception, unable to arouse the slightest interest in him.

"Do you say it or not, if you don't say it then..."

Lin Xiyu waited impatiently, urging him with dissatisfaction.

"I say..."

Wang Fan decisively admitted defeat and spoke before she could say the word 'get lost' again.

—

Speaking of the roads in Jinan, one must mention Jingshi Road.

The status of Jingshi Road in JN City is no less than the Three Great Attractions.

This road runs from west to east, with a total length of about 100 kilometers, crossing six districts of Jinan. The widest section has 24 lanes in both directions, with a design width reaching 144 meters. Whether in length or width, it ranks among the top in the country.

Jinan has a doggerel poem that speaks of Jingshi Road.

You live east of Jingshi Road, I live west of Jingshi Road, missing you but not seeing you, walking on the same street.

From this poem, one can see how long Jingshi Road is.

Two people who love each other, living at the east and west ends of Jingshi Road, are like being on opposite sides of heaven, unable to meet.

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The most prosperous area of Jingshi Road is in the east, adjacent to the Oriental Sports Center and the Municipal Government's Longao Building. Every New Year and holiday, the roadsides are brilliantly lit, with colorful light shows illuminating every person passing by on their way home.

In 2004, when Dong Outer Ring Road was just built, the areas on both sides of the road were still desolate. In the hearts of the people of Jinan at that time, going beyond the Outer Ring Road meant the suburbs, too far from the city center, inconvenient for work and life, and no one was willing to live in that area.

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Wang Fan came to find Guben this time because he saw the development prospects of Dong Outer Ring Road and wanted to lay out early, hoard land for investment, and prepare for real estate development projects later.

Of course, he didn't really want to cooperate; he just had too many projects on hand and had already reached the limit of bank loans.

Without capital turnover, he was unwilling to give up the fat meat he had obtained, so he set his sights on Guben.

He had shares in Xingyao Game Company, with very considerable annual profits. This time he came to use Xingyao's assets as collateral to borrow a sum of money from the bank again.

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"No."

Guben decisively vetoed upon hearing about mortgage loans: "For Xiyu's sake, if you want to cooperate, I'll reluctantly listen, but mortgages are not negotiable. Don't fantasize; it's absolutely impossible."

"If not mortgaged, then cash out. I don't want the thirty percent shares anymore. If you don't give me money, I'll just find someone to take over, and whatever negative impact it has on the company, I won't care..."

Wang Fan's face was black as if smeared with pot bottom ash. The two were tit-for-tat, neither yielding.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Guben's sword-like brows were tightly knit as he thought of countermeasures.

Equity transfer is not as easy as imagined. If handled improperly, it will cause investors to lose confidence, stock prices to fluctuate greatly, and be unfavorable to the company's development prospects.

"Either mortgage or sell stocks—pick one. You decide for yourself."

Wang Fan imitated Lin Xiyu's words just now, with a very tough attitude.

"I still say the same thing."

Guben's attitude was also very firm, with no room for negotiation: "Mortgage loans are impossible, don't even think about it. As for the transfer, I will consider it. Give me a reasonable time limit, and I will solve it as soon as possible."

"Ten days then."

Wang Fan had the intention of making things difficult for him and deliberately shortened the time.

"Ten days won't do."

Guben's face indeed changed slightly, his brows furrowed even tighter: "Even if a suitable person can be found to take over, completing all transfer procedures will take at least a month."

"At most fifteen days. I want to see the money."

Wang Fan refused to give in: "If this time limit is exceeded, I will sell off the shares. You bear the consequences for Xingyao yourself."

"Wang Fan, don't go too far!"

Lin Xiyu found it unpleasant to hear and interrupted his arrogance.

"This is already the biggest concession I have made."

Wang Fan seemed to be explaining to her, but his provocative gaze was always fixed on Guben.

"Alright."

Guben's sword-like brows were tightly knit, but his answer was decisive and unquestionable.

Lin Xiyu was shocked, about to stop him.

Guben gave her a look telling her to stay calm, signaling her not to speak.

"That's settled."

Wang Fan had achieved his goal, smugly curling the corner of his mouth.

"You can leave."

Guben was displeased, finding him displeasing to the eye in every way.

"If you need to buy a house in Jinan in the future, you can come to me; all properties under Dingsheng Industry are yours to choose from, all at a twenty percent discount."

Wang Fan didn't want to stay any longer; seeing the same glaring scene as before, he tossed out a so-called polite remark and turned to leave.

"Tsk~~"

Lin Xiyu muttered resentfully behind him: "Throwing his weight around on our heads, and he has the nerve to say twenty percent off? If he's so capable, why not give it for free?"

"If you want it, I can give it for free......"

Wang Fan paused, turned back, and looked at her jokingly: "But there's a condition: the house can only be in your name alone, under the name of Mrs. Wang......"

"Get lost!"

Lin Xiyu's pretty face sank, and she gave him a "get lost."

"This promise will never go out of style......."

Wang Fan didn't care, and provocatively glanced at Guben: "I just want someone to know that if he doesn't treat you well, lets you down, my shoulder is always available for you to lean on."

"You won't have that chance."

Guben gently rubbed his fingers a few times; this person, who was always calm and composed and never showed his emotions, was also provoked into anger by him.

"Stop talking, let's go quickly."

Lin Xiyu saw his little movement, and her right eyelid twitched a few times involuntarily.

Afraid the two would really start fighting in public, she decisively waved her hand to chase them away.

"See you in Shanghai in half a month!"

Wang Fan's mouth curled with a triumphant smile, waving his hand with his back to them.

This time his steps truly did not stop, and he left leisurely.

—

"Why did you agree to him?"

Lin Xiyu watched him leave, worried.

"Actually, even if Wang Fan hadn't come to us, I would have found an opportunity to have a showdown with him."

Facing her questioning, Guben said something shocking.

"Why?"

Lin Xiyu clearly didn't expect this answer, and was obviously stunned for a moment.

"His business is spread too wide; something will happen sooner or later......"

Guben analyzed rationally: "I don't want negative news about shareholders to affect Xingyao's development; we must cut ties with him completely."

"Even so......"

Lin Xiyu was still uneasy: "There's no need to agree to give him the money within such a short time; over a hundred million in cash, how could it be raised so easily?"

"Although half a month is a bit tight, it's not impossible......"

Guben was meticulous and came up with a countermeasure in an instant.

"How do you plan to do it?"

Lin Xiyu asked tentatively.

Guben didn't answer but asked back: "Do you still remember Miao Ke?"

"I remember."

Lin Xiyu had a deep impression of Miao Ke and his wife; although they hadn't met since, she immediately remembered them.

"Miao Ke was previously interested in game companies......"

Guben smiled faintly: "His words hinted at an intention to invest."

Lin Xiyu's eyes showed surprise: "His family does foreign trade clothing business; why would he want to invest in a game company?"

"Miao Ke didn't start from scratch."

Guben explained in detail to dispel her worries: "There are two brothers above; the old man let the second daughter inherit the family business, and he and his eldest brother have no management rights, only able to live on dividends."

"Oh oh, I understand."

Lin Xiyu was quick-witted and understood at once: "This is another classic wealthy family grudge; he lost in the struggle, was driven out, and has to find his own way."

"Although not as tragic as you said, roughly it's about the same."

Guben smiled and agreed: "For families like theirs, internal strife is inevitable; ultimately, only the most capable person can sit in that position......"

"He has already lost......"

Lin Xiyu's mind turned quickly, and she asked again: "Can he still come up with so much money to invest in Xingyao? After all, thirty percent of the shares is no small amount; at a discount, it's at least several hundred million......"

"Specific cooperation matters still need to be discussed in detail with him."

Guben's eyes showed apology: "I can't accompany you during this period; I have to return to Shanghai for a trip."

"You go about your business; important matters come first."

Lin Xiyu was understanding: "Don't worry about family matters; I'm here; I'll take good care of Grandma and Ruirui."

"I'm not worried about those two....."

Guben's eyes and brows were gentle: "As long as Grandma can dance, she's full of energy wherever she is; Ruirui even more so, with children to play with, she's happy; when she plays crazy, she doesn't even want to go home."

"Hehe......"

Lin Xiyu smiled gently: "They're children, after all — it's the age for playing. When we were their age, we played even wilder than them."

"Drop the 'we'......"

Guben teased with a smile: "It was you who played wild as a child, don't drag me into it......"

Lin Xiyu laughed in exasperation: "Wasn't it you who roasted grasshoppers in the grass as a kid?"

"Was it?"

Guben played dumb: "I don't remember that."

"Need me to help jog your memory?"

Lin Xiyu narrowed her eyes, looking at him threateningly.

"Is that necessary?"

Guben's eyes flickered, wanting to brush it off casually.

"Of course it is....."

Lin Xiyu refused to let it go: "Such a willful past must be remembered clearly."

"Just roasting a few grasshoppers, what's the big deal......"

Guben smiled black-belliedly: "I never picked mulberries and fell from a tree."

"Fine, you're laughing at me again."

Lin Xiyu got annoyed, raised her fist to hit him.

"Stop it, stop it, people will see......"

Guben used outsiders as an excuse, trying to avoid punishment.

"Since when do you see outsiders?"

Lin Xiyu huffed and punched his shoulder: "When you were needling me, how come you didn't avoid the subject then?"

"Wronged......"

Guben deliberately teased her: "When did I needle you? I just mentioned the childhood mulberry-picking incident......"

"You're still saying it....."

Lin Xiyu flew into a shameful rage, angrily punching him a few more times.

"Ruirui save me, your aunt is beating me......"

Guben caught sight from the corner of his eye of Ruirui and the group of children watching the show with relish, deliberately pretended to be very wronged, put on a suffering face and begged for mercy.

"Keep pretending, I'll just watch you pretend....."

Lin Xiyu would hardly fail to see through his little scheme, both annoyed and amused.

"I'm not pretending......"

Guben continued black-belliedly: "It really hurts, my arm's bruised from your beating, this is spousal abuse, I want justice."

"Justice my ass......"

Lin Xiyu laughed in exasperation: "I did beat you, so what, you want to hit back?"

"Don't dare."

Guben decisively admitted defeat.

"If you don't dare then take it......"

Lin Xiyu still wanted to hit him.

"Ruirui......"

Guben tried to drag his nephew into it again: "You wouldn't be that cruel, watching me get beaten? I'm your real uncle......"

"Uh."

Ruirui was named again, somewhat conflicted.

"Ruirui, think it through......"

Lin Xiyu smiled craftily: "Whether you can play with the kids until ten tonight depends on your own performance."

"I didn't see anything, I'm going to play somewhere else......"

Ruirui stopped being conflicted, decisively made his choice.

"Let's go, let's go."

The group of children followed behind him, scampering away.

Guben: "......"

Such an uncle-betraying nephew — whose family is he from?

Can he not?

"Hahaha."

Lin Xiyu found it funny, laughed heartily without restraint.

——

The share transfer was imminent, Guben went to Shanghai the next day to discuss the matter with Miao Ke.

Lin Xiyu also had her own things to do, her schedule packed full, days passing plainly yet fulfilling.

Weekend afternoon, she returned from teaching the children paper-cutting at the Youth Palace, and upon entering the door got an unexpected surprise — saw Wu Meng sitting on a small horse stool under the grape trellis, waiting for her happily.

"Xiyu, you finally came back, I've been waiting for you over an hour."

Wu Meng was already five months pregnant, her stomach already showing, her face looking much rounder than before, her body even more so — visibly a circle fatter.

"Mengmeng, when did you get here?"

Lin Xiyu was overjoyed, hurriedly walked a few steps to her side.

"Past two......"

Wu Meng stood up from the horse stool, stretching her numb legs, and moved her body a bit.

"Take it easy, don't make too large movements."

Lin Xiyu watched with a frightened heart, fearing she might fall.

"It's fine."

Wu Meng smiled broadly, not caring at all: "This pregnancy of mine is very stable, I can eat and drink, run and jump, not a bit of pregnancy reaction at all."

"That's so good..."

Lin Xiyu smiled in agreement: "You're truly blessed, the baby knows to cherish its mother before it's even born, when it grows up it'll surely be filial to you too."

"Just don't know if it's a boy or a girl."

Wu Meng was a bit conflicted: "The doctor checked but wouldn't tell, my heart's been pounding with unease."

"Do you want a boy or a girl?"

Lin Xiyu's heart and liver gave a start, a bad premonition welling up.