fictionpage Chapter 1492 You're One of Us
Chapter 1492 You're One of Us
Chapter 1492 You're One of Us
"When did you come back?"
Li Xuewu was only slightly surprised, and casually put his bag on the cabinet by the door.
Zhou Yamei raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Is it my fault for not giving you a heads-up?"
As she said this, she glanced at the person standing in the living room, her eyes holding a meaningful look.
Li Xuewu just chuckled, ignoring her gaze, and stepped into the living room, gesturing for Wang Yajuan to sit down on the sofa.
Wang Yajuan had already taken a full look at the living room's furnishings when she entered the house.
It's really awkward. I can't leave, but I don't want to stay. I'm so angry inside.
Leave? Why would I leave now? Wouldn't that make me look guilty?
Stay? Why would I stay? I knew he was a womanizer. If he doesn't live at the factory, he must be seeing someone else.
When Li Xuewu asked her to sit down, she glared at him reproachfully before sitting down on the single sofa, her gaze then turning to Zhou Yamei.
Now that he's inside, it's time to lay the cards on the table. Everyone wants to know, "Who are you?"
Zhou Yamei was amused by her somewhat rude stare. She lowered her arms, her headlights flickered, and after glancing at Li Xuewu again, she headed towards the kitchen.
"Bang Geng, dinner's ready!"
She just gave a casual greeting, not caring whether the silly child hiding in the room could hear her or not.
Banggeng is really clever. He was just mopping the floor when he heard a woman's voice at the gate and immediately hid inside the house.
Although he didn't know the term "battlefield," he knew the saying "two tigers cannot share one mountain."
His grandmother was very knowledgeable and had taught him this principle long ago: when they fought, blood would splatter all over him!
According to his grandmother, men would never actually fight over a woman; it was women fighting over a man that would lead to them scratching each other's faces and drawing blood.
Although he couldn't tell which aunt and sister had entered the hospital, he was certain that there would be some excitement to watch tonight.
It's not that he's heartless or ungrateful; he simply can't be of much help at this time.
That's right, Uncle Wu had been incredibly kind to him, like a second parent, but when faced with this kind of situation, he was truly powerless, because while he was good at fighting, he wasn't good at breaking up fights.
Hearing Aunt Zhou's greeting, he first pressed his ear to the door to listen. Seeing that there was no movement and confirming that there was no fight in the living room, he quietly opened the door and peeked out with one eye.
Wang Yajuan, who was sitting in the living room, could see him looking like a little mouse.
"Your child is already this big?"
boom--
Bang Geng didn't actually hear what the "new sister" sitting in the living room said; he just reflexively closed the door.
Li Xuewu, who had just taken off his coat and was about to sit down, was taken aback by the question. He then followed her gaze to the closed door, his face full of amusement.
“I’m only twenty-three this year, a fourteen-year-old boy. I can’t have a child with you.”
"Go to hell—who's going to give birth to your child!"
Wang Yajuan only asked that question out of surprise, and regretted it as soon as she asked it.
It's obvious that he's a teenager, and even if Li Xuewu is a womanizer, he can't have a child.
She scoffed, then glanced around the customer area again, seemingly nonchalant, and asked, "Who is she?"
"Who? Oh, you should ask her."
Li Xuewu, knowing the answer already, smiled and gestured towards the kitchen, saying, "Zhou Yamei, you should have heard of her. This house belongs to her."
"From the recycling center?" Wang Yajuan asked, frowning slightly. "Is she from Steel City?"
"So where do you think I'm from?"
At that moment, Zhou Yamei appeared at the kitchen doorway, smiled at her, and asked, "You must be Wang Yamei's older sister. You two sisters look so alike."
"My name is Wang Yajuan." Wang Yajuan was not a timid person to begin with, and seeing how straightforward Zhou Yamei was, she didn't need Li Xuewu to help her introduce herself.
After introducing herself, she carefully looked the other person over, nodded, and said, "My sister has mentioned you, but I've never met you before."
"I've been to the compound a few times."
Zhou Yamei walked into the living room, smiled, and greeted her, "Haven't had dinner yet? Want to join us?"
"Then I won't be polite."
Wang Yajuan seemed to have come as a guest at Li Xuewu's invitation, and didn't even look at him when she agreed.
The boy behind the door grinned from ear to ear at the sight; his grandmother hadn't lied to him at all.
It seemed only a matter of time before the two started fighting.
Li Xuewu had just sat down, intending to chat with her for a while, when she unexpectedly betrayed him first.
He knew exactly what Zhou Yamei was thinking. She had that expression as soon as she entered the house, and she only invited Bang Geng to dinner. Of course, he had to give her a hard time.
The results of it?
As Lu Xun aptly put it, a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; it is unfathomable and utterly unfathomable.
That's right, she came for me. She could see Wang Yajuan's background, but now she took the initiative to befriend her. She also saw Wang Yajuan's resentment and lured her away with a single move.
Well, now he's all alone. Psychologists are all pretty wicked.
"What? Sir, do I have to invite you specially?" Seeing that Li Xuewu didn't come in, Zhou Yamei spoke again, calling out to the living room through the kitchen door, "Sir, dinner is ready—"
That voice is so sweet—
"Hmph—" Li Xuewu said, feigning displeasure, "If you won't eat the stalk, I won't eat it either—"
"Aunt Zhou, I just fell asleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, Banggeng, who was clinging to the crack in the door, quickly opened it and came out.
Bang Geng didn't even dare to look towards the living room. He went straight to the dining room and asked, "Did you call me just now? I vaguely heard you."
Zhou Yamei remained silent, only looking smugly at Li Xuewu in the living room.
"Alas—people's hearts have changed."
Li Xuewu stood up with feigned emotion and walked towards the restaurant, muttering something to himself.
Zhou Yamei glanced at him with amusement, but still served him the first bowl of rice.
No matter how much she made a fuss, she always considered him to be the most important person in the family, the master.
It's normal for a man to be a bit of a womanizer. She was already prepared for the occasional girl to appear around him; it would be more worrying if she hadn't seen her before.
Given Li Xuewu's temperament, if he avoids her in this kind of situation, then she will have no status.
"I knew it! Why don't you stay at the factory? You're eating and living well here."
Wang Yajuan glanced at Zhou Yamei and said this to Li Xuewu in a casual tone.
Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said, "If we can avoid staying at the factory, we will. Staying at the guesthouse always feels like we're on a business trip."
"Coming to work in the steel city is far enough. I can't endure a life where there is no boundary between life and work for much longer."
He looked at Wang Yajuan and asked in return, "You don't think I'm being dramatic, do you?"
"You've always been like this, haven't you?"
Wang Yajuan didn't seem to care and casually said, "When have I ever been mistreated?"
Who is this being said to?
Anyway, Zhou Yamei's lips curled up slightly, and she placed a bowl of rice porridge in front of Wang Yajuan.
"I didn't expect you to come. I should have cooked more dishes. I'm sorry for not being a good host."
This is what they call "it is impolite not to reciprocate." When it comes to a battle of wits, Wang Yajuan, who is not yet married, is still too inexperienced to compare with her, who is well-versed in psychology.
Wang Yajuan also felt this pressure, but she didn't look at Zhou Yamei. Instead, she glanced at Li Xuewu to see his attitude.
Li Xuewu had a particularly good appetite today and was so focused on eating that he didn't even look at the two of them.
She was so angry that she kicked his shin, trying to get him to say something.
"This dish is a bit too salty."
Li Xuewu did speak, but it wasn't the sentence Wang Yajuan wanted to hear.
Bang Geng is oblivious to social cues; once he starts eating, he doesn't care about anything else.
Hearing Uncle Wu's words, she was slightly surprised and reminded him, "Uncle Wu, that's pickled vegetables."
"Pfft—" Wang Yajuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Zhou Yamei looked at Li Xuewu with amusement, and asked with a hint of coquettishness in her eyes, "Have you ever been in such a difficult situation before?"
"What?" Li Xuewu continued to play dumb, looked up at her, and said, "I didn't taste it. I thought you made the food too salty."
Bang Geng was about to speak when he heard him say that, but then he felt a pain in his calf under the table.
This was the second time he'd been hit. Who was this? Why did they keep kicking him?
"Why is the food too salty?"
Zhou Yamei said with a smile, "Tears are the saltiest."
"I really didn't notice."
Wang Yajuan stared into Li Xuewu's eyes and said, "You have this kind of skill?"
"Does it—bring tears to one's eyes?"
Li Xuewu smiled and said while eating, "I really don't have that ability."
"But there's a saying that goes, 'Women are made of water,' right?"
"What about the man's?" Wang Yajuan seemed unwilling to let him off the hook, pressing him for an answer.
"Men?" Li Xuewu looked at her amusedly and said, "Men are made of water too."
She could tell what he was saying, and Wang Yajuan suddenly blushed and kicked him again.
"I'm done eating, you can continue eating."
Banggeng couldn't take it anymore, so he quickly shoveled the food out of his bowl, put down his chopsticks, and got off the table.
He touched his calf as he left, having been hit three times in the time it takes to eat a bowl of rice.
You should ask him why he didn't ask who kicked it.
In this situation, he's lucky to have survived at all. Why ask?
It's normal for the fire at the city gate to affect the fish in the moat, as long as it doesn't actually escalate into a fight.
Watching the chubby boy limp away, Wang Yajuan was slightly taken aback, and her face turned even redder.
He was clearly sitting in that spot; whose legs were those if not his?
Bang Geng's sacrifice was truly worthwhile; Li Xuewu could finally eat in peace after he left.
Since Wang Yajuan didn't take the initiative, Zhou Yamei, with the composure of a hostess, simply ate her meal properly.
After dinner, Wang Yajuan wanted to help her clear the table, but Zhou Yamei refused, gesturing towards the living room and saying, "You two chat, I'll do it."
"That's so kind of you," Wang Yajuan said as she reached out her hand. "Coming uninvited is already considered an unwelcome guest."
"You're an unwelcome guest, you don't count."
Zhou Yamei smiled and looked at her, saying, "You're one of us."
After saying this, she raised her chin and gestured towards the living room, saying, "Go ahead, he's already waiting for you."
***
The tea leaves at Zhou Yamei's house were all brought back by Li Xuewu. They might not be famous or high-quality teas, but they tasted absolutely good.
These are all employee benefits distributed by the company. Some are kept in the office, and the extras are taken home.
We have to thank Deputy Director Su Weide for this. He went to Guangzhou, and I don't know what he was thinking, but he actually went to Yuezhou for an inspection and research trip.
That's why the tea purchase agreement he signed is enough for the food company to produce tea beverages and welfare products with surplus.
Of course, the source of the tea was somewhat complicated, and it wasn't necessarily from one region, but Yuezhou was sensible enough to supply tea in smaller packages.
The tea given to leaders and group employees is of superior quality, but in smaller quantities. The tea used for making tea drinks is of average quality, but in larger quantities.
Li Xuewu has a habit of drinking tea after meals, but he only drinks two cups in the evening because he gets sleepy if he drinks too much.
"It aids digestion."
He brewed three cups of tea and handed one of them to Wang Yajuan.
Wang Yajuan sat on the sofa with her right leg crossed, looked up at him, and then took the teacup.
A hot teacup doesn't necessarily warm the heart.
She was silent for a moment before saying, "I must be crazy to come looking for you."
"Not necessarily." Li Xuewu slowly sipped his tea, smiled when the other person looked over, and said, "We're still friends."
"Who says I'm your friend—"
Wang Yajuan rolled her eyes at him, glanced towards the kitchen, and said indifferently, "You womanizer."
"Hehe—" she said, and Li Xuewu just smiled and let it go.
Given their relationship, they both know each other perfectly well, so there's no need to explain.
What can Wang Yajuan say about him? Just think about why she came here tonight.
"I'm going back to Beijing on the 20th, are you going back too?"
Li Xuewu put down his teacup and asked, "Should we go back and check on Ya Mei?"
Coincidentally, Wang Yajuan's younger sister shares the same name as Zhou Yamei, but they are not confused when spoken aloud.
"I don't know, I haven't decided yet."
Wang Yajuan lowered her head, looked at the teacup in her hand, and said, "It's enough that you know."
"With your parents, or..."
Li Xuewu crossed his right leg and sat back on the sofa, looking at her and saying, "It's all in the past, what's there for you to hold onto?"
How can I let go?
Wang Yajuan looked up at him and said, "I'm prepared to spend the rest of my life in the steel city."
"No, don't be so absolute."
Li Xuewu waved his hand and said, "No one's life is ever smooth sailing. If you keep living in the past, your life is over."
"It's just going home for a visit, not asking you to go back to Beijing to work. Think about it carefully."
He leaned forward, picked up his teacup, and said, "I believe Yamei would also like to see you."
"She just wants to show off."
Wang Yajuan lowered her head again and murmured, "It's always been like this since we were little. They always compete with me and try to outdo me in everything."
"Aren't you just as competitive?"
Li Xuewu smiled and said, "You can practice at home until midnight when your classmates in the dance team receive praise from the teacher."
"How did you know I practiced until midnight?" Wang Yajuan suddenly turned to look at him and asked, "Did you come to see me?"
She joined the dance team after they had already broken up, which is why it was so unexpected.
Li Xuewu didn't feel embarrassed when recalling the past; it was like watching a movie.
"Yes, I've come to see you a few times."
He thought for a moment and said, "It must have been when my dad was preparing to send me to join the army."
"Why..." Wang Yajuan hesitated, as if she had remembered something.
"I heard it from my dad."
He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said, "I didn't think much of it back then, I was young, but I still wanted to see you."
"I never expected you to still be so hardworking; even the shadows on the curtains are dancing."
Li Xuewu lowered his gaze, feeling the warmth of the teacup, and said softly, "I knew then that we were not meant to be."
"I can't hurt you anymore."
He looked up at Wang Yajuan's tear-filled eyes and said earnestly, "You are a good girl and shouldn't have to suffer like this."
Wang Yajuan didn't cry, but tears fell, cold and sharp.
"You know what I've been through."
She didn't wipe away her tears, but just looked at him and asked, "But you didn't come to see me."
"I always thought you were a little jerk, but I never imagined you were such a big jerk."
"Yes, I accept that."
Li Xuewu nodded and said, "My thoughts back then were really strange. Looking back now, I think I was very naive."
Have you ever felt heartache?
Wang Yajuan looked into his eyes and said, "I've experienced that while lying on the operating table."
"At that time, I didn't feel much physical pain, but I felt heartache, so much so that I cried all my tears."
She sniffled, lowered her head to wipe away her tears, and said, "You know nothing."
"I only found out later."
Li Xuewu sighed and said, "I can't criticize my father's handling of this matter, and I have no right to criticize your father's arbitrary actions. It was just a coincidence."
"You've left me to face all this alone."
Wang Yajuan sobbed as she said, "If I hadn't practiced like crazy, I really don't know how I would have gotten through that period."
"I don't even... I don't even know if he... is a boy or..."
Li Xuewu's mood also became heavy. In fact, he didn't want to think about these things, but Wang Yajuan was still living in the past.
If he doesn't go back and help her, she will live her whole life in memories.
"It was my fault, I admit it."
Li Xuewu nodded and said, "Even now, I'm willing to pay the price for my youth."
"A mistake is a missed opportunity."
Wang Yajuan wiped away her tears and said, "I just felt so upset, that's why I came to find you."
"Yeah, I understand."
Li Xuewu held a teacup in his hand and looked at her, saying, "I still want to wish Ya Mei well. You are the child's aunt, how could you be absent?"
"Hmm, I'll find some time."
Wang Yajuan nodded in agreement and said, "I didn't mean to envy her."
"Of course, it's a bit of a pity."
Li Xuewu pursed his lips, looked at her and asked, "Are you staying here tonight? I have something to do and might have to go out for a bit."
"No need, just take me home."
Wang Yajuan shook her head slightly, composed herself, and said, "Talking with you makes me feel much better."
She looked up at Li Xuewu and asked, "If you had called out to my window that night, would things be different now?"
“If I had called out to your window that night, your father would have shot me with a hunting rifle.”
Li Xuewu gave a bitter laugh and said with his head down, "These are his exact words to my father."
"Hehe—" Wang Yajuan laughed when she heard him say that, her eyes filled with relief and tenderness. He was not a heartless person.
-
"Just leave like that?"
Banggeng heard the sound of a car and poked his head out of the room to take a look.
The living room lights were on but no one was there. When he came out, he saw Aunt Zhou coming in from the entrance hall.
"You didn't eat enough for dinner, did you? I left some for you in the kitchen, it's keeping it warm with hot water."
Zhou Yamei looked at him and asked, "Are two bowls of rice enough?"
"That's enough, I'm not hungry."
Banggeng smiled sheepishly, slipped into the kitchen, and thanked Aunt Zhou as he went.
Zhou Yamei couldn't help but smile as she thought about the story behind dinner.
Little did Wang Yajuan know that the legs of the dining table at home were bent, so she couldn't kick Li Xuewu at all.
On the contrary, Bang Geng has a bad habit when eating: his legs under the table always dangle.
She was in the kitchen the whole time Li Xuewu was talking to Wang Yajuan.
On purpose, they tidied up slowly, and I overheard part of their conversation.
The content was very clear; it wasn't meant to be kept from her, and she only just learned about their past relationship.
So when she heard Li Xuewu calling for a car, she quickened her pace, and when the car arrived, she came out of the kitchen to see them off.
Wang Yajuan learned about her from her younger sister, Wang Yamei, and she also learned about Wang Yajuan from Wang Yamei.
What Wang Yajuan didn't know was that Zhou Yamei had already met her.
Around the time Li Xuewu got married, Zhou Yamei brought her child to Beijing. When she went to the compound, she saw her standing at the gate. When Wang Yamei returned, she overheard her saying that it was Wang Yamei's older sister.
That means Wang Yajuan.
At that time, she didn't know what their relationship was, and even thought they had no relationship at all.
Later, as she joined the recycling station system, she discovered that Li Xuewu took special care of Wang Yamei, but they didn't have much intimate contact in their daily lives.
There is no hatred without a cause, and naturally there is no love without a cause.
When she finally got access to information about personnel changes at Hongxing Steel Group and learned that Wang Yajuan had come to the steel city, she realized that Li Xuewu's care for Wang Yamei was for a reason.
Wang Yajuan arrived in Gangcheng earlier than Li Xuewu, but she already knew that Li Xuewu was coming to Gangcheng.
So she could think of things that others couldn't, but she couldn't imagine that the two of them had a relationship before.
She had always thought Li Xuewu was just a womanizer, but she never expected him to also have a passionate side.
This made her feel even more guilty when she faced Wang Yajuan again.
She shouldn't have come back tonight. Since Wang Yajuan was able to muster the courage to follow him home, it means she had already mentally prepared herself for certain things.
As a result, Wang Yajuan's efforts were in vain because of her sudden appearance.
When talking about their deepest feelings, Li Xuewu and Wang Yajuan still cared most about the child.
Perhaps Wang Yajuan is planning to have another child tonight, since she is now able to do so.
Oh dear, I really shouldn't have done that.
Zhou Yamei sat in the living room waiting for Bang Geng to finish eating before getting up to clean up.
"You don't need to bother, Aunt Zhou."
Banggeng was quite obedient in front of her, saying while washing the dishes, "I promise to clean it up perfectly for you."
"You just got back today, and you must be tired after a long day. Get some rest."
He was being careless and casually said, "Uncle Wu probably won't be back tonight."
"Huh? How do you know?"
Zhou Yamei raised an eyebrow and asked, "Does he often stay out all night when I'm not home?"
"Um..." Bang Geng realized he had let something slip after hearing Aunt Zhou's words.
He hesitated, but his hands moved quickly, eager to get back to his room!
Deadly! Hurry—
Zhou Yamei didn't get a reply from Banggeng. The boy was so anxious that his face turned red, but he couldn't come up with an excuse to brush her off.
Of course she wouldn't make things difficult for the child. After thinking for a moment, she turned around and went upstairs to the second floor.
No wonder, she even thought that if she hadn't come back, the two of them would have rekindled their romance.
She felt guilty for bothering the other person, but she never expected that they could rekindle their relationship simply by moving to a different place.
Women are rarely generous; even if they seem generous, it's just that they hide their jealousy very well.
She didn't show any particular attitude towards the guy downstairs, but she felt very unhappy after going upstairs.
Isn't it pointless to think that way?
I sat on the bed stool feeling depressed for a while before getting up to go to the dressing room to find some pajamas.
But just as she was about to go to the bathroom, she heard the sound of a car.
No need to think about it, it must be him, because he's the only one on this street driving such a luxury car.
Overwhelmed with excitement, Zhou Yamei couldn't help but turn around, walk to the bedside, lift the white lace-trimmed curtains, and look down.
It was that person, wearing a black wool coat, which she had bought for him.
Li Xuewu was downstairs talking to his driver, Yu Zhe, and seemed quite serious about it.
Before he could enter the house, Zhou Yamei went to the dressing room. Now that he was back, he couldn't just wear any old pajamas; he preferred silk.
Hmm—is pink better, or is purple better?
***
"Uncle Wu? Why are you back?"
Banggeng finished cleaning the kitchen and was lying on the sofa reading a novel when he heard a car and jumped up.
He could see Uncle Wu returning from the window, but he was still surprised.
"What's the word?"
Li Xuewu reached out and nudged the big-faced cat standing in the entryway, saying, "Where am I supposed to live if I don't come back? On the street?"
"I did not mean that."
Banggeng stood at the entrance and asked softly, "Didn't you go to Sister Wang's house?"
"You went? What happened?"
Li Xuewu looked at him with amusement and asked, "What do you want to know?"
"No, I just wanted to know why you're only getting back now."
Banggeng chuckled and said, "I thought you were going to stay at her place."
Don't ask questions that aren't your business.
Li Xuewu gave him a half-smile and said, "I won't hold today's matter against you. We'll settle it next time."
"No, please—" Bang Geng followed him into the house with great difficulty, emphasizing, "I was just following orders, I don't deserve to die."
“My lackey deserves to be killed even more.”
Li Xuewu went up the stairs, still teasing him, saying, "Just wait and see what happens later."
"Can I really wait until autumn?"
Seeing him go up to the second floor, Banggeng muttered dejectedly, "Why don't we go stay with my second uncle?"
That's his own second uncle! He promised not to get a haircut during the New Year so that the uncle could live to be a hundred years old.
Thinking about it, I decided to forget it. His second uncle wasn't as reliable as Uncle Wu.
"ah--"
A gasp came from upstairs. Bang Geng perked up his ears, raised an eyebrow at the sound of the door closing, glanced at the wall clock, and went back to his room with a wicked smile.
"The battle started at 10:15 PM, and it must have been very intense..."
***
"No—" Zhou Yamei gently patted him and said reproachfully, "If you don't give it to her, are you planning to make me have a child for you?"
Li Xuewu tilted his head and glanced at her, saying, "Your behavior today is quite unusual."
Is that considered a compliment?
Zhou Yamei rolled her eyes at him, propped herself up and got out of bed, saying, "It's a promise, I never want to experience the pain of childbirth again in my life."
"Well, don't worry."
Li Xuewu said it casually, but his gaze remained blank.
I'm either tired or have a lot on my mind.
When Zhou Yamei returned from her shower, he was already asleep.
He lay between the two of them, and Zhou Yamei sat on the edge of the bed, carefully observing him. When he was fast asleep, he was just like a child.
When it came to the children, she finally understood Wang Yajuan's thoughts and could better understand Li Xuewu's hesitation.
Having a child is not so simple. Even if someone can provide it, they wouldn't want their child to lack love during their upbringing.
There's no way to hide this, because children will eventually grow up.
Even she was hesitant about whether to continue her current relationship and life with Li Xuewu.
She was thinking of Fu Zhidong's future; what if one day the child got tired of this kind of life and expressed dissatisfaction with her life?
Fortunately, Fu Zhidong is very close to her, and every time she returns to Beijing, she is asked about him.
Although he didn't say it outright, you could tell from his son's words that he approved of his godfather.
This is much better than Wang Yajuan, and it saves Li Xuewu from being too conflicted.
Don't believe her jokes; she really can't have any more, otherwise Fu Zhidong's attitude will change. She's even afraid that she might be biased.
The current situation is actually quite good.
Once she understood, she felt relieved. She covered him with the blanket and snuggled into his arms.
Uh—I can't get in.
Zhou Yamei pushed him in exasperation, but couldn't wake him up no matter what she did, so she could only curl up next to him and go to sleep.
***
"Hello, Secretary-General!"
On the plane, Zhou Xiaoling greeted him warmly, but her gaze was fixed on what was behind him.
"Work hard and don't slack off."
Wang Yajuan carried her luggage into the cabin and made a joke when she saw her.
Zhou Xiaoling's heart was pounding in her throat. She awkwardly smiled and replied, "Yes."
Wang Yajuan seemed oblivious to the change in her expression and followed Li Xuewu into the cabin.
Zhou Xiaoling glanced inside, hesitated, then closed the hatch, trying to calm herself down.
Inside the cabin, Wang Yajuan did not sit with Li Xuewu, but sat on the other side.
This time, Zhang Enyuan doesn't need to accompany them. They will arrive in Beijing on the 20th and have to depart on the 23rd.
Li Xuewu didn't make him run back and forth, and going to East Germany wasn't something that would happen in just a day or two.
Yes, he had three main purposes for returning to Beijing this time: one was to report to the management committee, and the other was to give a report on behalf of the management committee.
The last thing was to accompany Old Li on a trip to East Germany to see if there was any money to be made.
Old Li had already told him during their last meeting that the division of labor should be clear this time.
He went there to learn foreign languages, while Li Xuewu was responsible for the specific business operations.
Just kidding, even if Lao Li wanted to be lazy, he couldn't be learning a foreign language at this time.
Learning a foreign language in China and learning it abroad are two completely different things; if something goes wrong, the consequences could be dire.
"any drinks?"
Zhou Xiaoling came over after the plane took off and asked, "Would you like some soft drinks?"
"In this freezing weather—"
Wang Yajuan looked at her and said, "Just get me a glass of warm water, thank you."
"You're welcome. You can treat me when we get off the plane."
Zhou Xiaoling spoke the second half of her sentence softly, with a hint of intimacy in her joke.
She felt that Wang Yajuan didn't know about her affair, she definitely didn't know.