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As dusk settled, the orange-red sunset painted the entire sky.

Sheng Yinian got out of the car and walked towards the entrance, his posture upright and composed.

Yun Miao leaned against the door, tilted her head, and smiled ingratiatingly.

"You've arrived."

Sheng Yinian's gaze swept over her face, which couldn't hide her feelings, but he didn't say anything.

Butler Zhang happened to come over to greet them.

"Sir, Miss Yun, dinner is ready."

Sheng Yinian took her hand and walked towards the restaurant.

The washbasin next to the restaurant is custom-made, with a light gray marble countertop, a copper faucet, and a neatly folded towel next to it.

Sheng Yinian pulled her close in front of him, then embraced her from behind.

I turned on the tap, tested the water temperature, and then pulled her hand under the running water.

Yunmiao wanted to wash herself, but her hand twitched, and he stopped her by closing his fingers.

After washing his hands, Sheng Yinian led her to the dining table.

She sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and glanced at Sheng Yinian.

Sheng Yinian didn't look at her, but said calmly, "Eat first."

"Okay." Yunmiao started eating seriously.

Yunmiao ate dinner faster than usual tonight.

After finishing her meal, she put down her chopsticks.

Sheng Yinian's gaze happened to fall on them.

"Have you finished eating?"

"Mm." Yun Miao nodded.

The next second, Sheng Yinian grabbed the armrest of her chair and gently pulled her and the chair in front of him.

"Speak."

Yunmiao was trapped between his body and the chair, and she felt a little nervous.

"Well... I'm going on summer vacation in a couple of days, and this time it'll be fifty days."

"Fifty-six days," Sheng Yuqing corrected in a low voice.

Yun Miao was slightly taken aback.

She had assumed he was too busy to pay attention to this matter these past few days.

Fifty-six days?

She hadn't calculated it carefully.

"Oh right, fifty-six days. Can I go home after my vacation starts?"

"When do you want to come back?" Sheng Yinian asked casually.

"On the day of the holiday," Yun Miao answered truthfully.

Sheng Yinian did not respond.

Yunmiao added guiltily, "I'm leaving this afternoon, so I can have lunch with you."

Sheng Yinian leaned back in his chair, gazing at her calmly.

"You don't want to stay in the capital for even a day longer?"

Yun Miao sensed a hint of danger.

"Yes!" She blinked quickly. "I want to stay one more day. The second day of the holiday... I'll go back in the afternoon, and we can have lunch together again."

Seeing that he remained unmoved, she began to make promises.

"I promise that after I get home, the first thing I'll do every morning is call you, and I'll call you again before I go to bed at night. I'll also send you messages every day."

Finding that guarantees were useless, she started making oaths instead.

"I swear, I will never let myself go just because I'm home. I will make sure that my body is in Fengcheng, but my heart is in Beijing. I will still..."

Before he could finish making the vow, Sheng Yinian suddenly laughed.

"Let's go back."

ha?

Yunmiao could hardly believe it.

It seems much easier than I imagined.

What's the point of those four mediocre people researching for so long?

Whatever, let them decide what they want.

Soon I'll be able to go home and enjoy a super long holiday of more than fifty days.

Just thinking about it makes me so happy.

Just as she was feeling a surge of joy, Sheng Yinian spoke slowly.

"I'll pick you up in early August."

Yun Miao was stunned.

"Why? My school doesn't start until early September."

Sheng Yinian grasped her fingers and played with them in his palm.

"No one in Fengcheng will take care of you."

"How could that be?" Yunmiao tilted her head to look at him. "My mom and dad are both home."

Sheng Yinian slightly raised his chin: "Call and ask."

After he said that, Yun Miao suddenly felt a little uneasy.

She picked up her phone and dialed her mother's number.

"Sweetie, have you had dinner yet?"

"Mom, I've eaten. Summer vacation starts in a few days. Will you and Dad be home for the holidays?"

"By the way, little darling, Mom was just about to call you about this. Your father is going to an archaeological site at the end of July and will be staying for more than forty days. Mom is going to another province in early August to attend a piano teaching seminar, which will take more than twenty days round trip."

Yun Miao: "....."

I chatted with my mom for a few more minutes, then hung up the phone.

She looked up at Sheng Yinian.

I wanted to ask him how he knew, but then I felt there was no need to ask.

I wanted to tell him that she could take care of herself, but actually it wouldn't make much of a difference.

Forget it.

We can't go against him now; we need to get home safely first.

"Okay," she replied hesitantly.

As for whether we'll come back or not, we'll figure that out later.

-

One week later, at Yongxi Pavilion.

Tonight's game is with the Shangque group.

After Sheng Yinian, who had not appeared for a long time, nodded, Shang Que was proud of himself for the whole afternoon, telling everyone he met, "My seventh brother has honored me with his presence tonight."

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yinian was unusually quiet today.

Shang Que guessed that this was related to his sister-in-law leaving the capital for several days.

There wasn't a single message or phone call that night.

It seems my sister-in-law isn't very clingy.

Shang Que was extra careful tonight, not daring to strike up a conversation easily, for fear of being used as cannon fodder.

At the card table, Huo Chengqian picked up a card and paused.

"Yu Nian, what do you think of that piece of land in the east of the city?"

Sheng Yinian held a card in his hand, didn't even look at it, and put it on the table.

"The floor area ratio has been adjusted, no need to check."

"Is the information accurate?"

"The meeting just ended."

Huo Chengqian didn't ask any more questions and played a card.

"Hey Lao Huo," Shang Que said, dissatisfied, "I went to great lengths to get Seventh Brother here, not to be your advisor. Even Cheng Wang, that workaholic, didn't ask, so why are you asking?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Cheng Wang spoke up.

"Seventh Brother, how's the Helms line going?"

Shang Que: "???"

Sheng Yinian turned the cards in his hand over to look at them, seemed dissatisfied, and then put them back face down.

"Don't touch it for at least six months."

"How so?"

"The port over there is going to be restructured; whoever goes in will have to fill the hole."

Cheng Wang nodded thoughtfully.

The phone next to Sheng Yinian suddenly rang.

Shang Que, with his sharp eyes, caught sight of the two characters "Yun Miao".

Sheng Yinian answered the phone, and after hearing what was said on the other end, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Shang Que saw this and raised an eyebrow.

So Seventh Brother can laugh tonight?

He grew bolder and put his mouth close to the phone.

"Sister-in-law, come back soon, we're waiting to welcome you back."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Shang Que vaguely heard: "Ah, you're with your friends? I'll hang up now, you guys have fun."

The call was then disconnected.

Sheng Yinian held the phone, his gaze slowly shifting over.

Shang Que quickly shrank back.

He suddenly felt as if he were standing in the cold wind of December, and he almost dropped the cards in his hand.

"Um... let's play cards, let's play cards."

Sheng Yinian put down the phone and casually said, "Add two zeros to the chips."

Shang Que stared at him for three seconds, then started counting on his fingers.

"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands..."

He didn't stop until he had counted eight fingers, and then silently looked up.

"Seventh Brother, this...isn't that necessary?"

An hour later, the private room was empty.

Huo Chengqian and Cheng Wang left in a dignified manner, with neither of them winning or losing.

Shang Que slumped in his chair, staring at the ceiling.

Looking back over that one hour, I realize how I managed to hand over a shopping mall, two office buildings, and a logistics park to someone else...