Wen Yuan’s memory had always been excellent, and she never made mistakes when remembering names.
She remembered clearly that Huo Shengye had called this name, and the black-clad man following him had responded at that time.
But mentioning Huo Shengye again in this situation was naturally inappropriate.
If they knew the money came from Huo Shengye’s people, she guessed this sum probably wouldn’t be used, and the three would start overthinking again.
To avoid more misunderstandings, Wen Yuan didn’t join the discussion about who Lu Ming was.
However, once back in her room, Wen Yuan couldn’t stay calm anymore. Ten billion might sound a bit small.
But, according to her knowledge, the combined annual profits of the five subsidiaries currently suspended by the Wen family totaled only around twenty million.
Ten thousand times ten thousand equals one billion, so ten billion is ten times that.
Divided by twenty million, that roughly equals the total profits of these five subsidiaries over fifty years!! Fifty years!!
Half the lifetime of a long-lived elderly person!!
The gap between a conglomerate and a wealthy family was evident. Wen Yuan pursed her lips tightly and glanced at her phone again.
Huo Shengye still hadn’t sent any messages.
Wen Yuan opened the chat window with Huo Shengye, which was pinned at the top. She typed a few sentences into the input box, then deleted them, repeating this several times. Finally, she sent over: 【Thank you, Mr. Huo】
After searching, she also sent out a cute cartoon kitten bowing and thanking emoji.
Turning up all volume settings, Wen Yuan held her phone and waited for nearly half an hour, but Huo Shengye still hadn’t sent any messages.
She glanced at the time—it was getting late. She stood up to find clothes and went to the built-in bathroom to shower. When she came out and checked again, there were still no messages.
Wen Yuan frowned slightly, went to the washroom to blow-dry her hair, and after finishing, Huo Shengye finally replied with a message:
【No need】
Two cold words.
Wen Yuan gently twitched her lips, frowned, and puffed her cheeks slightly, finally deciding to take initiative.
She carefully typed out a paragraph:
【Mr. Huo, you’ve helped my family tremendously. You probably have everything else, so I’d like to personally make some food and deliver it to you. Could you provide an address? I won’t enter to disturb you; I’ll just deliver the items.】
On the other end, at the Huo family’s old residence, Serenity Manor, in the main building’s study.
Lu Ming stood beside Huo Shengye, efficiently taking the signed contracts and documents handed over by Huo Shengye.
Huo Shengye was very busy, preferring to handle everything personally and rarely having downtime. He was a genuine workaholic on ordinary days.
The time for his blind date with Wen Yuan today was entirely squeezed out from other commitments.
He also liked to finish today’s tasks today and despised procrastination, so he was currently catching up on the documents he hadn’t managed to review earlier.
The phone chimed once. Huo Shengye paused his pen tip briefly, but soon continued reviewing the contract under his pen, as if the message wasn’t important.
Lu Ming stood upright beside the table. As a trusted aide, although Huo Shengye’s psychology was difficult to analyze, he usually guessed accurately.
The phone chimed again. Lu Ming “boldly” interrupted Huo Shengye, “Huo Shengye, it seems like a message from Miss Wen.”
“Hmm.”
Huo Shengye stopped reviewing the contract, picked up his phone, scanned the messages Wen Yuan had sent, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.
Lu Ming silently retreated a few steps, very consciously turning his face aside.
But unexpectedly, Huo Shengye suddenly looked at him. Sensing the gaze, Lu Ming swiftly turned his head back: “What instructions does Huo Shengye have? Please speak.”
Do I have property in the Yalin Villa Complex area?”
Lu Ming felt a bit awkward at this remark and whispered, “Yes, Mr. Huo, and that property… seems to belong to the Huo family.”
The Huo family initially focused on shipping and aviation, then seized the right opportunity to venture into real estate. Nowadays, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say their properties are spread all over Country K.
Huo Shengye was now mainly occupied with emerging technology ventures. That property had been developed for many years and wasn’t a business Huo Shengye personally managed.
A person’s energy is always limited, so it’s perfectly normal not to be familiar with unimportant matters.
He didn’t feel awkward at all, merely responding with an “Mm,” before quickly instructing, “Have someone arrange a house there. It shouldn’t be too large, but it must have good natural lighting and be decorated warmly, tailored to what a young woman would like. Let me know once it’s ready.”
With things put this way, Lu Ming naturally understood that the house was being prepared for Wen Yuan, but he was genuinely surprised.
Having worked by Huo Shengye’s side for many years, he had never seen Huo Shengye treat any woman this way before. However, he never asked questions he shouldn’t.
“Yes, Mr. Huo,” Lu Ming replied respectfully with a nod.
At the Wen family villa, Wen Yuan leaned back on the sofa, hugging a cushion while browsing cake-baking tutorials on her phone, occasionally glancing at the split-screen showing Huo Shengye’s WeChat chat window.
It wasn’t that her phone had a problem—it was that Huo Shengye hadn’t replied to her message again.
What a busy man, so very, very busy.
Wen Yuan got up and sat on the edge of the bed, checking again after a while. Huo Shengye still hadn’t replied. She couldn’t focus on the tutorials anymore. Having studied abroad in Country U for many years, her culinary skills, especially in Western pastries, were quite good.
When it came to making small treats, she was very confident. So… why hadn’t Huo Shengye replied to her message again?
Wen Yuan lay down on the bed, rolled over, closed her eyes, and silently chanted, “Reply soon, reply soon.” When she opened her eyes again, Huo Shengye had actually replied.
He sent her an address. Wen Yuan copied it and searched it on her navigation app. It wasn’t too far from her home—just a twenty-minute drive—and was located in a nearby villa community.
As she was looking, Huo Shengye’s profile picture moved up a line as a new message appeared:
【Get some rest early, Miss Wen. See you tomorrow. I’ll send you the specific time later.】
Immediately followed by another message:
【Good night】
Good night?…
Wen Yuan rubbed her eyes and opened them again, her long, thick, dark eyelashes fluttering.
She blinked several times, confirming she hadn’t misread it. The last message Huo Shengye had sent her was indeed “Good night.”
Wen Yuan’s face grew slightly warm. It was no wonder her parents, brother, and close friends were concerned about this situation—even she found it a bit strange.
How had things progressed so quickly? It was practically lightning speed.
So…
“Good night, Mr. Huo.”
So, after practicing a few times, Wen Yuan sent Huo Shengye a voice message. Her voice was sweet as honey, yet not artificial—it was gentle, natural, cheerful, and heartwarming, leaving a sweet and pleasant feeling.
In truth, what Wen Yuan was thinking was: Huo Shengye couldn’t be more charming than her; he was already the dominant party in this arranged marriage.
As for her, she didn’t expect him to love her, but she hoped he might feel a little more fondness toward her because of this.