The situation was not good.

Wen Qingyin knocked on the table unconsciously with her middle finger.

He Yihong didn't seem to have revealed anything, but she had already lost her temper because of her marriage. Not only did he not comfort her, but he was also worried.

His reactions indicated the situation.

Things were not going well.

She kicked the floor angrily, only to bump into something soft.

She looked down and saw that it was an old cap.

Wen Qingyin narrowed her eyes and recognized who had accidentally left it here. "This is the most expensive place in the city. How did you sneak in."

"Oh, I invited you here. Instead of thanking me, you even dared to turn me down. Are you asking for great trouble?"

Shu Jiyuan was Wen Qingyin's assistant and good friend. She came in with bags in her arms. When she saw Wen Qingyin curling up under the table, she hurried over and asked, "Are you not feeling well? I'll call the aerial rescue team."

Wen Qingyin came out from under the table, indicating that she was just picking up something.

She pulled out the blueprint that had been rolled up from Shu Jiyuan's arm. "What's going on now?"

Shu Jiyuan flipped open the documents one by one and gestured for her to sign them. "Mr. Wen and the directors are not making any big moves. They're still discussing your happy farmhouse project."

"It's not some happy farmhouse. It's a cooperation project on the new village." Wen Qingyin read the documents and said, "I'm going to build a Xanadu, which is a kind of rural place that combines leisure and entertainment. I'll make the village go public."

She said discontentedly, "What are they discussing? Do they really hope that two heads are better than one?"

"Are they just chatting randomly? Without someone leading them and telling them what to do, what can they get from an aimless discussion?"

"Last time I proposed that the company should pivot, they all spoke up to stop me, saying that the real estate industry was saturated, and that opening a hotel was suicide. As a result, I didn't see them apologize to me when the shareholders got dividends every year."

Shu Jiyuan was quite worried. "You had the old man's support last time, but this time..."

Wen Qingyin didn't take it seriously. "I don't believe that my prestige as Little Ms. Wen means nothing after so many years of building the business."

Wen Qingyin handed the signed documents to her and was about to read the blueprint. Shu Jiyuan reminded her.

"Mr. Yi's birthday party is about to begin. Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

Wen Qingyin pointed to the blueprint and said, "This is the blueprint of the new village project, which is related to the future of the company. It's much more important than Mr. Yi's birthday party."

Shu Jiyuan didn't try to persuade her. She put the gown on the table and asked, "So you're going to fall out with Mr. Yi, aren't you?"

"It will be a waste of time."

Although she said so, Wen Qingyin reluctantly picked up the black gown and went into the washroom.

"He's already so aged. He can just celebrate his birthday at home. Why does he have to hold a banquet? Is he afraid that everyone will forget his old face?"

As soon as she closed the washroom door, Shu Jiyuan immediately looked worried. After a moment of hesitation, she knocked on the door.

"I know it's working hours now, but I want to take ten minutes off. You can deduct my salary."

Through the door, Wen Qingyin said in a vague voice, "Just tell me what it is. I can tell from your expression that something's up with you."

Shu Jiyuan coughed lightly.

"From now on, you are not my boss, but my good friend. I'm asking you as a friend."

"Are you really going to do this, Wen Qingyin?"

Wen Qingyin replied loudly, "Yes, I have to do it. The company has reached the point where it must pivot..."

"Who cares about the company now?" Shu Jiyuan felt helpless. "I'm asking, are you really going to marry a random guy?"

"You don't get it. Marriage is not as simple as having someone eat with you at your place."

Shu Jiyuan was worried.

"Getting married means that in the next 30 years, 50 years, or even longer, you'll have someone by your side until you pass away."

"You will be angry because one of you had more cherries, and you will also feel distressed when either of you has your fingers cut by paper. That man will be there with you every day."

"If you suddenly faint, he will get to decide if the medical teams should continue to rescue you or send you to the crematorium."

"His inheritance is even before your parents."

"Marriage is to choose such a person for yourself."

The washroom door opened, and Wen Qingyin came out while tidying up the hem of her gown.

Shu Jiyuan stared at Wen Qingyin. "Wen Qingyin, have you really made up your mind?"

"Made up my mind?" Wen Qingyin fiddled with her hair. "I just took it off..."

Shu Jiyuan was so angry that she wanted to pinch her. Wen Qingyin immediately begged for mercy. "I heard it. I really heard it. I heard what you said."

"Was it your comprehension of marriage just now?" Wen Qingyin looked at her curiously. "You and him are living a wonderful life."

Speaking of her husband, Shu Jiyuan was a little shy. She put on a straight face and said, "We're talking about you. Don't change the topic."

Wen Qingyin sighed and said, "If there is a chance, of course, I want to marry the person I love, but I don't have the chance to do so."

She took out a chocolate from nowhere and clumsily opened the package.

"Not everyone is as lucky as you to meet the love of one's life."

Seeing Shu Jiyuan disagree, she immediately defended her point of view.

"You know, I'm a scientist. We attach great importance to data."

"I've analyzed that many people get married not because they love their spouses, but because they find their partners not so irritable and get by with them."

Wen Qingyin said with a smile, "Besides, people can't be too greedy. I already have a lot of things. I don't need everything I want."

In fact, Wen Qingyin didn't tell Shu Jiyuan the whole truth.

She would probably never meet the love of her life.

Humans learned all their skills from others. Wen Qingyin was quite unlucky. None of the people she had met had ever taught her how to love others.

"This is the best way compared to marrying Unlucky Cui. I can't have a ticking time bomb with me when I charge into battle."

Wen Qingyin looked firm and even a little fierce.

"They pushed me into the battlefield when I was unprepared, so I have to decide whether to leave or stay."

Shu Jiyuan was distressed. "What about love? Will you get to experience love if you marry someone so soon?"

Wen Qingyin tore the package into pieces. When she spoke, she still kept her head lowered.

"For a rich woman like me, if I need love, I can buy it with money. If I want to have a lover, even if I can't buy one, I can make one."

Shu Jiyuan was a little sad. "But you still have to own something that belongs to you. It has nothing to do with money, power, or the like. At least you'll have a shoulder to cry on."

"I've known you for ten years, and it's absolutely a lie to say that I've never envied you. But now, I think you're so pitiful."

"You're the one I should be jealous of. Why is it that you have nothing?"

Wen Qingyin finally tore open the package and gave half of the chocolate to Shu Jiyuan.

"What are you thinking about? How could I have nothing? Don't I still have you? You are my best friend in the world."

The sad atmosphere immediately changed.

Shu Jiyuan threatened, "I'm not working right now. Don't force your best friend to fight with you."

Wen Qingyin was very obedient. "Well, let me put it in another way. Why do I have nothing? I still have 50 billion."

She thought that being in love was not as good as owning 50 billion.

Shu Jiyuan changed the topic decisively. "Even if you're getting married, you should marry your childhood friend, Mr. Li Yuchen, or Brother Nan. At least you know them well."

Wen Qingyin was very smart and knew what she should do properly. "Wow, Shu Jiyuan, you're so wicked. They're my friends. How can I marry them?"

After swallowing the last mouthful of chocolate, Shu Jiyuan returned to her working state. "Okay. When are you going to get married to the young star? I'll talk to the media first."

"He didn't say yes," Wen Qingyin said.

After a few seconds of silence, Shu Jiyuan imitated Wen Qingyin by saying, "I'm rich. If I want a lover, even if I can't buy one, I can still make one."

Wen Qingyin didn't get angry. Instead, she smiled sweetly at her.

Shu Jiyuan knew her too well. She immediately took a step back and said warily, "What did you do?!"

"You've finished the chocolate."

"You showed off your relationship to me. I just wanted you to eat half of the chocolate. But you laughed at me, so I let you eat all of it." Wen Qingyin smirked. "It's so high-calorie. You'll get heavy!"

Shu Jiyuan felt suffocated. She took a few deep breaths.

To avoid beating her boss to death accidentally, she immediately returned to her working state and controlled her killing intent with some professional information. "The land in the western suburbs has been auctioned. According to your instructions, we had the Cui family be the last buyer."

"Well done." Wen Qingyin gave her a thumbs-up. "I'll reward you with another piece of chocolate."

Shu Jiyuan took another deep breath.

"We've got the money, which will allow the company to hold on until the next quarter. I'm looking for a more stable buyer."

Wen Qingyin knew it was time to stop and asked, "Shall we do our hair style now?"

Shu Jiyuan had almost calmed down, and her mentality was stable. She looked at Wen Qingyin, who had nothing on her neck.

She asked, "Will you wear a necklace?"

"No." Wen Qingyin refused. "Mr. Yi doesn't deserve a shiny necklace."

She lifted the hem of her dress and was about to leave when Shu Jiyuan began to worry again. "You look good in pink. Why do you always wear this black dress?"

Wen Qingyin said helplessly, "Because it makes me look mature."

Wen Qingyin looked young and beautiful with her slender figure and fair skin, which was quite in line with the recent aesthetic standards. But it didn't bring her any benefits.

She lifted her feet and showed Shu Jiyuan her canvas shoes. "This gown is long enough to cover my feet. I don't have to wear high heels."

This was probably the real reason why she wore this dress.

"But you've worn this dress several times."

Shu Jiyuan was like a novice mother, afraid that her baby would be laughed at if she didn't dress well. "The young ladies of other families wear new clothes every time."

Wen Qingyin walked in front of her and pushed the door open for her.

"That won't be necessary."

"Those idle people are afraid of being looked down upon, so they dress themselves up in different ways every day. I'm Wen Qingyin. Instead of wasting time on such trivial things, I might as well read more documents."

Seeing her reflection in the elevator, Wen Qingyin recalled the man's refusal just now. She said discontentedly, "How dare you refuse a rich and good-looking girl like me? Are you out of your mind?"

It took Wen Qingyin and Shu Jiyuan half an hour to finish styling.

When they were waiting for the elevator, someone behind them shouted.

"Wait a minute, Ms. Wen."