Some people, though just secret admirers, worry like legitimate boyfriends, proudly earning the title “King of Jealousy in Hong Kong.”

Some people, though bodyguards, work like nannies.

If he couldn’t even remember his employer’s love interest’s birthday, wouldn’t he—this nanny… no, bodyguard—lose his job?

Last year on Miss Xia’s birthday, Ah Hua thought Young Master would send something expensive, but somehow Young Master ended up sending a set of drawing tools.

Miss Xia might not have accepted expensive gifts anyway.

The drawing tools were a stroke of genius—Ah Hua thought Miss Xia would definitely put them to use.

In a few days, it would be Miss Xia’s birthday again.

But what would Young Master give this year?

How sad, this year Mr. Zhou would be celebrating with Miss Xia, leaving Young Master no chance to shine.

Du Zhaohui had no idea how deeply Ah Hua sympathized with him—he was pondering why Zhou Cheng appeared in Hong Kong.

Being so mysterious, he was probably on a mission.

Hmph, if he’s on a mission, he should stick to it properly. Using public affairs for private gain by running to see Xia Xiaolan—what if she gets implicated?

The King of Jealousy fell into deep thought in the car. Zhou was a ruthless man. Du Zhaohui admitted there was one point where he couldn’t compare—if he had a girlfriend as beautiful as Xia Xiaolan, he couldn’t resist seeing her. Even if serving in the military, he would be discharged the day after confirming their relationship… To resist seeing her, how ruthless must one be towards oneself?

Such a ruthless person, if on a confidential mission, wouldn’t possibly expose himself voluntarily.

If he wanted to meet Xia Xiaolan, he could arrange another time and place. Why must he appear at Tang Yuanyue’s wedding, drawing so much attention?

Du Zhaohui really didn’t want to admit it, but that dark-faced Zhou was indeed a tiny bit more handsome than himself—wherever he appeared, he would attract attention!

Something wasn’t right.

This matter wasn’t right.

Unless Zhou Blackie had a reason he must appear at Tang Yuanyue’s wedding, this mission must be related to either the wedding hosts or a certain wedding guest.

Du Zhaohui propped his chin with his hand:

“Perhaps it’s time for this young master to sacrifice family ties for justice?”

Too early.

He still wasn’t confident about dealing with the old man.

According to the original plan, he should find the lawyer who settled in Canada, and hopefully reclaim 20% of the shares, or at least half. If he gained 10%, the old man would lose 10%—as one rises, the other falls. See if the old man panics, and if he can still support Xia Ziyu and Du Zhaoji to compete against him.

Reclaiming 20% would be difficult, but there was hope.

Initially, the old man had 53% of the shares, giving him 5%, leaving 48%.

If forced to give up another 20%, he would have 25%… while the old man’s side would only have 28% left.

With 28% shares, though still the group’s largest shareholder, he would no longer be an unshakeable ruler.

As long as he united with other minor shareholders, he could overthrow the old man’s rule anytime with a “coup.” Over the years, the old man had increasingly marginalized the veterans who built the empire together—these veterans were angry but dared not speak up.

Du Zhaohui thought about it and smiled delightedly.

But his smile soon faded.

Unfortunately, throughout his life, he had never encountered anything this smooth. If it could be resolved so simply, that would be truly strange.

Giving up those 20% shares would halve the old man’s control over the Chenrong Group—until his dying day, the old man would never truly surrender the shares in his hands!

Even if what Yu Shihua said was true, that his mother really left 20% of the shares, he still couldn’t get them back.

Du Zhaohui’s chest hurt a bit.

He wasn’t sure if he was grieving for such a huge fortune or just angry.

Probably both emotions combined.

Should he continue the act, wagging his tail and begging the old man for mercy, or simply blow a huge hole in the Du family ship and salvage whatever he could?

…

Zhou Cheng’s sudden appearance delighted Xia Xiaolan immensely.

This joy made her feel it wasn’t worth bothering Lu Yunshi and He Zhitong—why waste breath when she could spend time being lovey-dovey with her man instead?

“How did you know I was there?”

Counting on her fingers, the three-month closed training period had indeed ended. This rascal Zhou Cheng hadn’t made a single phone call beforehand, suddenly appearing in Hong Kong, at Tang Yuanyue and He Zhitong’s wedding no less—truly unpredictable!

Zhou Cheng knew exactly how clever his wife was.

See, she figured it out after just fifteen minutes of confusion—not easy to fool at all.

Zhou Cheng hadn’t planned to deceive her anyway.

“I asked our uncle and learned you were coming to Hong Kong for the wedding. Originally planned to meet you after the wedding, but as soon as I arrived in Hong Kong, I heard all sorts of messy rumors. So I thought I’d appear at the wedding, save people from believing every whisper they hear.”

Xia Xiaolan gripped Zhou Cheng’s hand tightly: “What nonsense are you talking about? If you’re that high-profile, your career would be completely ruined—”

Zhou Cheng caressed the back of her hand.

“Completely ruined?”

So be it.

If he could protect the country and the people but couldn’t protect his wife, such a career wouldn’t mean much anyway.

If the matter stayed small, he’d face punishment, his promotion would be held back.

If it became big, at most he’d be transferred from his unit… In that instant, Zhou Cheng couldn’t rationally consider too many pros and cons. If transferred, his family would be very disappointed, but it wasn’t a dead end for him personally.

If he could enter the business world and fight side by side with his wife, that was equally an appealing life to Zhou Cheng.

Taking off the uniform would bring regret.

But he would bury that regret deep in his heart, never letting Xiaolan notice.

The moment he followed He Shi’en over, Zhou Cheng had already chosen at life’s crossroads—he could handle the consequences if things got big!

However, his wife, his brilliant Xiaolan, actually pulled him away at the crucial moment—Zhou Cheng didn’t think this was coincidental.

Xia Xiaolan was touched, but she would never let Zhou Cheng do that.

It might feel good now, and she believed Zhou Cheng wouldn’t regret his choice, but how could she face the Zhou family?

“Don’t change the subject. Your closed training ended, and you asked my uncle about my being in Hong Kong, but you could have waited to meet in Pengcheng. Why did you come straight to Hong Kong?”

With closed training over, external contact should have resumed.

Not making a single call beforehand—this surprise made Xia Xiaolan somewhat suspicious.

Yes, in a few days, it would be her birthday.

Just as she had tried every means to see him on his birthday, Zhou Cheng would want to see her too. Couples in love always care about these things, sincerely wanting to bring happiness to each other, wanting the other person to feel “valued”!

But something still didn’t add up.

Zheng Feng was driving, with Little You in the front passenger seat.

There wasn’t a fifth person in the car.

Zhou Cheng didn’t hide anything:

“I might need to stay in Hong Kong for a while. I’m not sure if it’ll be a week, half a month, or even longer. Though I can’t accompany you every day, during this time, whenever you need me, I’ll appear as quickly as possible.”

Huh?!

Hanging around Hong Kong all day?

Wouldn’t his unit mind?

“You have a mission—”

A mission that allowed Zhou Cheng to come and go to Hong Kong.

Zhou Cheng was no longer in his original unit… Was it related to the Du family and Liu Tianquan?!