Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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On the ceiling, an exquisitely crafted crystal chandelier emits a soft and enchanting light, like twinkling stars in the night sky, adding a dreamlike atmosphere to the entire space.

The airplane's top-of-the-line wine cabinet is like a meticulously crafted mini wine cellar, filled with fine wines from all over the world.

The label on each bottle clearly indicates the place of origin and the year, as if silently telling the story of time, exuding a unique charm after years of refinement.

Various types of cigarettes are neatly arranged in specially made cigarette boxes, covering a variety of flavors such as strong and mild, to meet the different taste needs of passengers.

Passengers sat comfortably in their seats, enjoying the relaxing moments brought by cigarettes and alcohol.

The glasses clinked gently, producing a crisp sound. The aroma of wine and tobacco intertwined, filling the air and creating a leisurely and pleasant atmosphere.

What's even more eye-catching is that the spacious area in the middle of the plane has been carefully transformed into a small dance floor.

The surrounding area is adorned with dazzling colored lights, which flash and change in sync with the rhythm of the music, sometimes twinkling like stars and sometimes flowing like neon lights.

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Top-of-the-line audio equipment continuously played music of various styles, including dynamic electronic music that seemed to synchronize your heartbeat with the drumbeats.

The melodious and soothing jazz music is like a gentle evening breeze, softly brushing against the heart.

The melody lingered in the cabin, reaching the ears of every passenger.

The enthusiastic passengers, unable to contain their excitement, got up and stepped onto the dance floor.

They dance alone, using their graceful movements to interpret their understanding of music;

Or they would walk in pairs, spinning and embracing in perfect harmony, each movement perfectly coordinated.

Laughter and cheers mingled together, creating an atmosphere of dreamlike wonder and intoxication high above the ground, as if one were in the middle of a sky party.

This extravagant mode of travel truly surprised He Yuzhu.

The moment he stepped into the private jet, he was overwhelmed by the luxurious interior. The soft, cloud-like leather seats, the crystal chandeliers, and the subtle scent of high-end perfume all exuded ultimate luxury.

He had thought it would be just an ordinary flight, but he never expected to have such an extraordinary experience.

However, He Yuzhu was experienced and had seen a lot in the world, so he quickly recovered from his initial surprise.

He gracefully strolled to the chair, gently lifted the hem of his shirt, and slowly sat down. Then, he calmly leaned back in the comfortable chair, his legs naturally crossed, his hands casually placed on the armrests, his expression calm and without the slightest panic, as if he were in his own living room.

He Yuzhu leaned back comfortably in the leather seat of the private jet. Seeing that Lin Wanting was quite interested in the cabin's furnishings, he raised his hand slightly, with an elegant and casual gesture, to signal to the beautiful flight attendant with a graceful figure.

The flight attendant noticed his movement and immediately moved gracefully over, a standard yet friendly smile on her face, as she steadily brought out two glasses of red wine.

The red wine in the glass was a deep, rich color, like the sunset glow. Under the soft cabin lights, it shimmered with a captivating ruby-like luster, and a delicate, rich aroma wafted out.

He Yuzhu took the glass, extended his arm naturally, and handed it to Lin Wanting. At the same time, a confident yet slightly indulgent smile appeared on his lips as he said in a gentle voice, "This is my privately collected fine wine. It has a mellow taste and a unique flavor. Please try it."

Lin Wanting, who was diligently organizing the acquisition project documents, couldn't help but look up helplessly when she heard He Yuzhu's confident and casual words. Her gaze slowly fell on He Yuzhu's face, and she frowned slightly, sighing softly. Her tone carried a hint of reproach as she said, "Boss, things are at a critical juncture, yet you're still so carefree. This acquisition is no small matter; the slightest mishap..."

He Yuzhu raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, a smile that seemed to conceal many unfathomable thoughts.

He leaned forward slightly, speaking in an ambiguous tone and with a meaningful look in his eyes, and said, "Besides being big-hearted, I'm big in other ways too. You've worked with me for so long, don't you know that?"

As soon as He Yuzhu finished speaking,

Lin Wanting's sharp mind instantly grasped the deeper meaning.

Her fair cheeks flushed a captivating blush, like a flaming flame, resembling ripe apples in an orchard, so luscious and tempting that one couldn't help but want to look at them a few more times.

She glared at him playfully, her watery eyes full of reproach.

She then lightly stomped her foot and said in a sweet voice, "Boss, you're so mean!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed to the other side of the plane like a startled fawn.

She turned away angrily, deliberately avoiding looking at He Yuzhu.

At that moment, she leaned against the window, her arms unconsciously crossing over her chest.

Although my eyes were fixed on the ever-changing blue sky and white clouds outside the window,

But her thoughts were completely out of control; He Yuzhu's witty words kept replaying in her mind.

My heart rose and fell with those words.

As the plane slowly descended, its fuselage gradually approached the runway, emitting a slight friction sound.

It landed smoothly in the end.

The hatch slowly opened.

The two men, dressed in impeccably tailored suits, stepped out of the luxurious private jet with upright posture.

They walked through the spacious and brightly lit airport terminal, where the marble floor gleamed and reflected the dazzling lights of the dome.

The hall was bustling with people, with travelers of all skin colors flowing through it like a tide.

Some people were in a hurry, dragging their suitcases and walking quickly forward;

Some people, on the other hand, were leisurely resting on a bench nearby.

The sounds of conversations in different languages ​​rose and fell, English, French, Chinese... a cacophony of voices echoing through the hall.

At this moment, the air in the conference room seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere was tense and confrontational.

Sitting next to He Yuzhu, Lin Wanting felt a wave of tension wash over her.

My palms were slightly sweaty, and the glistening beads of sweat quietly slid down between my fingers.

A hint of worry flickered in her eyes as she glanced furtively at her menacing opponents around her.

He then looked at He Yuzhu, leaned closer, and whispered again, "Boss, there are undercurrents behind this acquisition. We should be more cautious."

However, He Yuzhu waved his hand dismissively, as if the crisis before him was nothing more than a passing cloud.

He ignored her advice, focusing only on how to quickly defeat the other party in this business game and complete the acquisition.

Lin Wanting felt as if her heart was being scorched by a raging fire; she was extremely anxious.

I desperately wanted to make a phone call and ask for help from the outside world.

She feigned composure, subtly glancing around as her eyes eagerly searched for an opportunity.

However, the surrounding area was bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder, the noise of voices and footsteps mingling together.

But there was nowhere that could provide her with even a shred of privacy.

He Yuzhu was always by her side, his seemingly casual gaze acting like an invisible shackle, firmly controlling her every move.

Several times she secretly reached into her pocket, but just as her fingertips touched the phone, she had to quietly withdraw them because He Yuzhu was getting closer.

Helpless, she could only sigh inwardly, suppressing her eagerness for the time being and silently waiting for the next possible turning point.

After completing immigration procedures, they dragged their suitcases out of the airport terminal.

Step into the harsh reality of the Philippines.

The blinding sunlight poured down onto the asphalt road without reservation.

The heat wave, like a surging tide, instantly enveloped the two of them.

Lin Wanting squinted, raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sunlight, and searched through the bustling traffic.

Then, he accurately flagged down a taxi.

It was a car that had weathered many storms. Its paintwork, worn smooth by the sun and rain, was mottled and worn, like a piece of old canvas pieced together. Every scratch and every faded mark told a story of the long journey it had traveled.

The driver was a typical Luzon native, his skin tanned a deep bronze by the tropical sun.

His face beamed with a warm smile, and his white teeth, set against his dark skin, shone like stars in the night sky.

Lin Wanting grew up in Luzon and speaks fluent, native Luzon language.

She leaned forward slightly, getting closer to the driver, and began to speak to him in a light and quick voice.

She meticulously described every location at the destination, from the names of the main roads to the landmarks near the destination, pronouncing each place name clearly and accurately, for fear that the driver might misunderstand even slightly.

The driver, wearing a faded baseball cap, listened attentively and nodded frequently.

Hearty laughter rang out from time to time, responded enthusiastically in Luzon, as if sharing something interesting.

After their conversation, Lin Wanting deftly opened the car door and gestured to He Yuzhu.

The two got into the car together.

The car's old engine struggled to start, emitting a dull and low rumble.

Exhaust fumes billowed out, whipping up roadside dust and sending it flying everywhere.

Then, the car slowly drove away, heading towards its predetermined destination in the distance.

The atmosphere inside the slightly cramped taxi was as tense as the calm before a storm.

He Yuzhu's brows furrowed into a deep frown, his gaze sharp and intense as he stared intently at Lin Wanting beside him.

He parted his thin lips slightly and said, word by word, "You mustn't do anything reckless. Go straight to your master's house."

His voice was deep and powerful, carrying the authority accumulated over many years, like a heavy hammer blow, leaving no room for rebuttal.

Lin Wanting was initially frozen in place, her beautiful eyes wide open, a fleeting, almost imperceptible hesitation flashing in them, as if two little voices were fiercely battling within her.

However, this hesitation was fleeting. She quickly nodded obediently, a faint smile appearing on her lips, and softly replied, "Okay!"

As soon as He Yuzhu nodded in agreement, Qin Jingru seemed to have flipped a switch, and instantly began chatting familiarly with the driver.