Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "Thank you." Yang Zongbao said with a double meaning.

  "No need for courtesy, you know our family only has one son, and that's it." Old Master Yu didn't expect Yang Zongbao to be so direct.

  "It doesn't matter to me."

  "It's good that you remember. There is a woman outside looking for you, do you want to see her?" said Mr. Yu.

  "Who?"

  "A woman." Old Master Yu thought for a moment and added: "Yes, a woman."

  Yang Zongbao was chilled to the bone. Whether it's a man or a woman, can't you tell at a glance? This old fellow has been entangled for half a day and still only stays on the surface of recognizing things.

  "Look." Yang Zongbao had no choice but to ask the old man, it's better to see for himself.

  "You young people should take it easy." Old Master Yu said with a gloomy face before he left.

  “……”

  Yang Zongbao was speechless, now his whole body is paralyzed, where is the energy? Even if something happens, he is also a victim.

  Suddenly a gust of fragrant wind swept across the room, and there was an additional woman covered in fur. Her small face buried in her clothes, she seemed to be extremely afraid of the cold.

  "I said, Yang Zongbao, you also have today." Yang Fenghua frowned as soon as she entered the door.

  "Yeah, as long as no one dies today, everyone's fine." Yang Zongbao lay in bed, not caring at all. On the other hand, Mei Wenxin stood to one side with her hands hanging down after Yang Fenghua came in.

  Yang Fenghuang gave Mei Wenxin a warm and gentle glance, and the latter consciously withdrew from the house.

  "You're so idle, hiding away and enjoying the favor of a beauty."

  "Are you here to catch an adulterer?" Yang Zongbao retorted to Yang Fenghua, leaving the latter speechless for a moment.

  "Pah, what nonsense am I talking about? I'm here to make you fulfill your promise." Yang Fenghua took a long time to recall her purpose: "I want 10% of the shares in your group."

  Yang Fenghua did not hide anything and directly stated her purpose.

  “……”

  Yang Fenghua saw Yang Zongbao closing his eyes and not responding, thinking he had changed his mind. She was so angry that she spoke sarcastically: "You won't be regretting it now, will you? It was you who said it in the first place, if I have the ability, then giving me to the Yang family is no big deal."

  "I know. Are you sure you want it now?" Yang Zongbao suddenly opened his eyes, with no hint of haziness in them.

  "I just want to be in charge of the marriage, didn't you say that everything I eat, wear and use now is given by the Yang family? Then I'll take the Yang family into my hands."

  "Call a lawyer." Yang Zongbao didn't waste words either.

  "Ah?" Yang Fenghua did not expect Yang Zongbao to agree so readily.

  "What's going on? How can you give me things without a lawyer?" Yang Zongbao was surprised by the woman's reaction. Didn't this woman come to ask for something? Why didn't she even prepare a lawyer?

  "Are you really willing to give it? Do you know its value? Do you know how much it's worth?" Yang Fenghua asked incredulously.

  "It's nothing, I never had a chance to apologize for the harm I caused you last time. If those things can make up for it, I don't mind giving them up."

  "You're one who doesn't love his country but loves beautiful women, Yang Zongbao you deserve to die."

  Suddenly, a woman in black jumped out from behind Yang Fenghuang and was about to make a ruthless move towards the motionless Yang Zongbao on the bed.

  "Leave me alone."

  Unexpectedly, it was Yang Fenghua who made the move. She saw Yang Fenghua grab the foot of the black branch that was suspended in mid-air and slam it heavily to the ground.

  "Are you crazy?" a furious shout after Hei Zhi fell to the ground.

  "Bang."

  There were five fingerprints on Hei Zhi's face.

  "Neither big nor small, just like your master, you're nothing." Yang Fenghua waved her hand.

  "You..."

  "Who am I? I'm a young lady, who are you? How dare you speak to me like that?"

  Yang Zongbao was stunned, he had underestimated Yang Fenghua before, this martial arts value is really not a cover.

  "Hum, is a child bride worthy?"

  The black branches on the ground were still shouting loudly without regard for life or death.

  "Who said that?" Yang Fenghua narrowed her phoenix eyes, her whole demeanor intimidating.

  "Do I need to say more? The whole Yang family knows about it."

  "She is my Yang Zongbao's daughter-in-law. My Yang Zongbao is the successor appointed by the old lady, and in the future, Feng Huang will be the mistress of the Yang family. You, a private servant, dare to shout at the master's wife, isn't this seeking death?" Yang Zongbao, despite enduring the pain in his lungs, struggled to sit up with great effort. He aggravated his injury and started coughing violently.

  "What did you say? You're the wild one!" Hei Zhi's face turned red with rage, and a faint bruise reappeared on his neck.

  "Everyone in the Yang family knows that Shen Rou is not a registered member of the Yang household, I really don't know where you got your confidence from? At least I have 10% shares of Hua Xing Group, to put it bluntly, I am the master of this house slave. What does Yang Shuo have? In Hua Xing, he is just an employee, not even Shen Rou has shares. Now get out and tell Yang Shuo exactly what I said, tell him that everything he did to me, I will remember for now, this time I didn't die, next time..." The rest of Yang Zongbao's words were replaced by his coughing.

  "Hmph." Hei Zhi got up from the ground and stumbled out of the house.

  "You..." Yang Fenghua felt that the man in front of her was very contradictory. He could easily give himself shares, which meant he was like dirt to money? No, not as worthless as dirt, but really didn't care. What capital did Yang Zongbao have to not put Yang's in his eyes? Looking at the whole country, Yang's could be ranked among the top 500. There were truly few backgrounds that could surpass Yang's. Why could he say give up and just give up? Even if he had humiliated himself before, but today he had maintained his own face, Yang Fenghua was momentarily unsure of how to respond to Yang Zongbao: "That's enough."

  "Oh, I forgot to mention that if I die, you'll be the heir of the Yang family. That little girl really doesn't know a good thing when she sees it, blind in both eyes."

  "You...". Yang Fenghua didn't expect Yang Zongbao to still be making excuses for himself, and her heart rate suddenly quickened: "You go lie down, I'm still waiting for you to recover and give me the shares."

  "Suit yourself, anytime is fine. Your kung fu isn't bad." Yang Zongbao found that the claw Yang Fenghua used to grab Heizhi earlier had just the right amount of force.

  "Everyone has two sons, otherwise some people would be sheep to be slaughtered." Yang Fenghua saw Yang Zongbao coughing badly and subconsciously walked over to help him pat his back.

  "Thank you."

  "Why are you so opinionated about Yang Shuo? I've been with them for so many years, and they're only a little bad, not seriously evil."

  "How much of my business do you know?" Yang Zongbao lay down again: "Many things are not something that you and I can solve."

  "If you don't care about the Yang family's things, why don't you leave?" Yang Fenghua chose her words carefully.

  "Because there's someone I care about in the Yang family..."

  Yang Fenghuang's pale face suddenly flushed upon hearing Yang Zongbao say that, and she pretended to be calm as she said: "You get some rest." Then she left.

  Yang Zongbao's self-deprecating remark curled up the corners of his mouth, Yang Fenghua thought he was talking about her, but in fact it was Shen Rou and Yang Tianming. However, this misunderstanding wasn't so bad, might as well just go along with it.

  Mei Wenxin walked in with a medicine bowl after Yang Fenghua left.

  "I've taken the medicine."

  "Thank you." Yang Zongbao took a big mouthful of Mei Wenxi's hand.

  "School has already started on that side. Yu Tiennan asked for leave for you."

  "Has Zhou Yi come back?" Yang Zongbao suddenly mentioned someone he hadn't seen in a long time.

  "No. But..."

  "But what?"

  "Zhang Lanfeng has arrived." Mei Wenxin still gritted her teeth and said it out loud.

  "You should make it clear to him. Otherwise, I'll be in trouble."

  "Yes, it has been explained."

  Mei Wenxin hadn't finished speaking when Zhang Lanfeng burst in, with Ma Xiaojian pulling up the rear.

  "I'm telling you, Yang Zongbao, what kind of nonsense are you making a woman spout? Do you think I'll believe it just because Wenxin says a few words? You're such a scoundrel! A real man does things like a real man, and if you were really with Wenxin, I'd admit defeat. But you..."

  Yang Zongbao's temples throbbed. There were too many people today, sending off one group after another, and still having to entertain guests without even a chance to catch his breath. Nowadays, people who are sick have no human rights.

  "What's wrong?" Zhang Lanfeng noticed Yang Zongbao's injury and his voice went down.

  "Let me take a look." Ma Xiao Jian enthusiastically came over and helped Yang Zongbao examine him for a while, saying: "Mixed internal and external injuries, you're still alive, brother, that's quite impressive."

  Ma Xiaojian exaggerated a bit. After several days of treatment, Yang Zongbao's condition has stabilized a lot and is not in a state where he could kick the bucket at any time.

  "I've told you the reason, whether you believe it or not." Mei Wenxin said coldly to Zhang Lanfeng.

  "What kind of crappy reason is that? Is Yang Zongbao forcing you?"

  "Don't be so self-righteous." Mei Wenxin also felt that this man was beyond reason.

  "Fine, you, you, I don't care anymore." Zhang Lanfeng stormed out in a huff.

  "I'll go take a look." Ma Xiao Jian chased after him.

  Mei Wenxin remained silent and continued to feed Yang Zongbao medicine, as if Zhang Lanfeng had nothing to do with her.

  "Aren't you worried? He's your childhood friend." Yang Zongbao said after finishing his medicine.

  "He and I like the same thing, only I found it earlier, he hasn't discovered it yet."

  "Huh..." Yang Zongbao looked at Mei Wenxin who was lowering her head and suddenly felt that this woman had changed: "You mean he has taken a liking to me?"

  "Hmm, it's just that he doesn't know, thinking I'm jealous for his sake, but unaware of his own true feelings."

  "He is a man." Yang Zongbao finally found a reason to refute.

  "In today's society, is there still a distinction between men and women?" Mei Wenxin looked at Yang Zongbao.

  "No." Yang Zongbao had to admit this point.

  "I'd rather not say more, in case he suddenly comes to his senses and I get another competitor."

  Yang Zongbao was speechless. When did he become a cookie that everyone wanted to take a bite of?

  "What's good about me?"

  "You're perfect everywhere."

  Unexpectedly got this answer, Yang Zongbao was completely speechless.

  Mei Wenxin felt inexplicably happy seeing Yang Zongbao's dejected appearance. After so long, finally having a clear conversation today made her feel light and relaxed all over. Regardless of whether Yang Zongbao accepted or not, at least he didn't immediately refuse, which meant she had a chance. She wasn't hoping to be the only one, as long as she could be placed in his heart, that was enough.

  Yang Zongbao had fallen asleep, but Zhang Lanfeng was still in the courtyard and hadn't left. Mei Wenxin's alarm bell rang loudly in her heart.

  "How come you haven't left yet?" Mei Wenxin stood on the wooden porch, saying coldly to Zhang Lanzhou in the middle of the courtyard.

  "Are you really willing to do this yourself?" Zhang Lanfeng asked with difficulty, biting his lower lip.

  "He's far stronger than you." Mei Wenxin's words cut deep.

  "Is it because of money? I know his family is very rich." Zhang Lanfeng begged: "I will make money in the future."

  "Zhang Lanfeng, don't deceive yourself. I also asked for your help back then, but did you save me? You didn't even have the guts to stand up. Now you're really suffering from selective amnesia, aren't you? Forgotten? Do you want me to remind you?"