After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 143: Fledgling or Wild Goose

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: Fledgling or Wild Goose

Crazy, every single one of them has gone crazy!

Zhuang Jie Ning only regretted why she approached Bian Yue in the first place. In the rainy season when she was 16, the moment she saw Bian Yue appear before her, she should have pushed her straight into an abyss, to save herself the bitter fruit after all these years...

When Bian Yue returned to the Shen Family Mansion, Shen Zhaoli was sitting in the car and didn’t follow her in.

"What are you doing sitting there? Get out of the car."

The latter looked at her languidly, his voice casual as he said, "I’d rather not go in together; I dare not eat the food Shen Jinci prepares."

Bian Yue was somewhat surprised, "Is Shen Jinci cooking?"

"Yeah," Shen Zhaoli winked at Bian Yue with a joking expression, "You should order a few more dishes next time, let him delve into it at home, so I don’t have to watch him struggle at Lixing."

Bian Yue chuckled looking at Shen Zhaoli, "Why do I feel like you actually want to taste what he’s cooked?"

Shen Zhaoli coughed into his fist and said with a straight face, "Nonsense. What haven’t I eaten before? Would I care for those skewed produce he’s cooked up?"

After that, he didn’t wait for Bian Yue to reply and promptly instructed the driver to drive off.

Bian Yue looked with amusement at Shen Zhaoli’s flustered state, such a little brat, not really knowing how to hide his own thoughts.

When Bian Yue entered the main hall, Shen Jinci had just come out of the kitchen, and the smell of cooking still lingered on him. His gaze fell on Bian Yue, with a faint smile and a gentle voice, he said, "Yueyue, come eat."

Bian Yue was mentally prepared, but she was still inadvertently surprised to see the variety of dishes before her, "Did you make all these?"

"Mm, thinking of you being in the crew for so many days, you must not have had good meals or rest. Now that you’ve come back, I want to nourish you well." Shen Jinci took Bian Yue’s hand, guided her to the table, and pulled out a chair for her, "I didn’t know what you liked, so I just made a few things."

In Bian Yue’s memory, the last person who went to great lengths to cook for her was her mother.

Spending a whole morning for one person, cooking homemade dishes amidst smoke and fire, was itself a nearly extravagant affair.

Bian Yue picked up the chopsticks, her eyes touched by the sight of the dishes in front of her. After a while, she looked up at Shen Jinci, "Are you... tired? You cooked so many dishes by yourself."

"Yueyue must be tired from busying around in the crew for so long, right?" Shen Jinci looked down at Bian Yue’s serious expression, and in a soft voice said, "You don’t need to feel any burden. Everything I do, I do because I want to."

Bian Yue couldn’t help but smile, her brow arching in earnest, she leisurely said, "What burden could I have? It’s only right and proper for my husband to cook for me."

"Right, it’s only proper." Shen Jinci paused, then sat down beside Bian Yue with a smile, saying, "It’s just that my cooking is not so great, don’t mind it."

Bian Yue always liked the phrase "a couple as harmonious as a pair of matching wings," as if the years were peaceful and the world was stable.

And now, looking at the Shen Jinci before her, seeing him shed his indifference, with tender brows and eyes laying out the dishes for her, the phrase seemed to take on a real, tangible sense in an instant.

When does love begin?

Bian Yue didn’t know.

People always find themselves sinking deeper without realizing it, unable to extricate themselves.

That night, a sudden torrential rain started in Xiangjiang.

Bian Yue had just confirmed the broadcasting time of "Shengshi Yan" with her assistant, who said over the phone with worry, "Bian Yue, Su Youxue’s show also seems to be wrapping up soon, it looks like it will clash with our schedule."

Hearing this, Bian Yue said indifferently, "Li Sihe must have cut ties with Su Youxue now. The extent to which her modern drama will air depends on her own fortune; it’s unlikely that Li Sihe would invest to boost its popularity."

"Ah? Why?" the assistant was shocked.

Recalling Zhuang Jie Ning standing beside Li Sihe, a fitting pair, she said, "Because Li Sihe is about to get married."

"That’s so sudden?" the assistant sounded surprised but also relieved, laughing, "That’s good, at least our script will be safe!"

Bian Yue chatted a few more words with her assistant, hung up the phone, and then turned to find Shen Jinci in the study.

As she pushed the door and entered, he was reviewing documents, with dim lighting, the computer screen emitting a white glow, casting a refined and delicate light on his face.

When he lifted his eyes and saw Bian Yue, he quietly closed the laptop.

Bian Yue walked over to Shen Jinci, and he naturally pulled her hand into his palm. He looked up at her, patiently asking, "What’s up?"

Bian Yue said, "Shen Jinci, I’m a bit interested in that film you mentioned last time."

"Do you want to work with me?" Shen Jinci held Bian Yue’s hand, its touch cold, his grip tightened subtly as he whispered tenderly, "Then have you thought about how you would like to collaborate?"

"I’ve seriously looked over the partnership proposal you sent me. I can’t accept Lixing acquiring a stake in Honey, it poses the risk of losing my say in the company, and that’s too risky."

As Bian Yue spoke, her brow slightly furrowed. She continued slowly, "I hope we can invest together, fifty-fifty, sharing the risk. Shen Jinci, what do you think?"

After finishing, she looked down at Shen Jinci, only to see him staring back with a deep smile, clearly interested in what she was saying.

"Why are you smiling?"

"Nothing, you’re right, taking a stake is indeed not the best option for you." Shen Jinci smiled, observing Bian Yue’s serious demeanor, his brow lightly raised, "But if it’s not taking a stake, why would I choose to work with Honey? Even Red Mountain Film and Television would be a better option for me than Honey."

After saying that, he let go of Bian Yue’s hand, replacing his prior casual smile with a slightly serious expression, "So, how should I convince myself to cooperate with Honey and Lixing?"

"Yueyue, I can be your husband, safeguarding your career, providing you with whatever resources you desire, and I can also be your business partner, genuinely treating you as my equal in commerce." Shen Jinci looked into Bian Yue’s eyes, his voice deep and soft, "You can tell me, which way do you want?"

Bian Yue understood the profound meaning in Shen Jinci’s words.

He wanted her to choose for herself, to be either a fledgling bird under protection or an independent goose.

"I hope you treat me as a business partner." Bian Yue’s answer came almost without hesitation.

This was within Shen Jinci’s expectations. If Bian Yue hadn’t made that choice, she really wouldn’t be the Bian Yue he knew.

So Shen Jinci’s eyes sparkled with deeper amusement. He said, "Then, President Bian, please prepare a detailed partnership proposal for me. If you can convince me, we can proceed with our collaboration."

Bian Yue also smiled, her expression bold, "Mr. Shen, please look forward to it."