Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 352 - 318: Say You Love Me—Mm, You Love Me!
"Yes!"
Su Xiaomeng nodded emphatically.
Yin Shixiu wrapped his arms around her waist, gently lowered his head, and although he couldn’t see her face, Yin Shixiu could easily imagine how this little face would be blushing at this moment.
Her big, lively eyes must be glaring at him in discontent, yet there’s undoubtedly more laughter in her gaze.
"So... should I go out and tell them that Mrs. Yin is too shy, hiding in the room and won’t come out, and kindly ask everyone to give us some privacy?"
Su Xiaomeng was amused by his pretended tone.
"Okay, I’ll come out in a moment... but next time, let me know earlier, like yesterday you should have reminded me, so it wouldn’t be so awkward..."
"Last night... I really didn’t have a single thought for anything else..."
"You old lecher..."
"The Madam isn’t lacking in that department either."
Su Xiaomeng reached out and pinched Yin Shixiu’s arm hard, stubbornly refusing to admit that she was actually quite the same.
Yin Shixiu yawned, holding her hand, "Chen Lan has gone to order lunch, I’m going to rest a bit on the bed."
Watching him lean against the headboard, Su Xiaomeng looked at his sweater, his pants...
Fortunately, he didn’t wear them inside out.
Wrapping her arms around his waist, Su Xiaomeng swung her legs slightly, "So hubby, while you work in the afternoon, what should I do?"
"Aren’t you still preparing for the University of Bath exams?"
"Well, Dean Qi hasn’t replied to me yet, besides... I’ve done almost all the papers, and now I feel nauseated just looking at them."
"In that case, come work for me."
"What?"
"I’ll have Chen Lan give you a few documents later to help me translate."
"Are you sure you’re going to use my translations?"
"If you can do it, I’ll certainly use it."
Su Xiaomeng smiled and nodded, "Okay."
After washing up, Xiao Meng changed into a simple and elegant home outfit and came out of the bedroom.
Her smooth, long hair was naturally black, slightly thick, just reaching her waist.
Her hair tucked behind her ears, as she came out of the bedroom door, she was a clean, fresh girl.
Wearing a winter long skirt and a beige sweater, she matched Yin Shixiu’s outfit quite well today.
"Hello everyone."
Lunch had just arrived, and because the large dining table was piled with files and computers, it was inconvenient to tidy up, so the meals were placed on the coffee table.
Everyone who was originally hungry started to divide lunch.
As soon as Su Xiaomeng came out, the room fell silent instantly, and all eyes turned to her.
Who knows who started it, but someone shouted, "Hello, Mrs. CEO."
And soon enough, they all chimed in, calling "Mrs. CEO."
With about ten people, the living room sofa could accommodate them, but it was relatively cramped.
As soon as Xiao Meng came out, these perceptive senior leaders immediately stood up, offering her a seat.
"No, no, you sit, you sit."
Yin Shixiu extended his hand to Su Xiaomeng, calmly saying, "Come over, sit here."
With Yin Shixiu’s invitation, Xiao Meng naturally didn’t refuse much and walked over to sit down.
"What would Madam like to eat?"
The diligent inquiry came from the manager of the development department, whose name was Yang Rui. He appeared younger than Yin Shixiu and was quite thin.
"I’m okay with anything."
"Then have the same as Brother Yin!"
Brother Yin? Su Xiaomeng was momentarily stunned, looking at this young man who was unexpectedly calling Yin Shixiu ’Brother Yin’...
Yang Rui noticed Su Xiaomeng’s confusion and quickly added cutely, "You wouldn’t guess it, but I’m three years older than your husband!"
Su Xiaomeng quickly shook her head, "Couldn’t tell..."
"Haha, Shixiu, your wife is so adorably naive."
Su Xiaomeng wasn’t sure if this... counted as a compliment from him?
Naive...
Where did she act naive?!
"Brother Rui, don’t tease her. Just get her a sandwich, a bowl of noodles, a salad, and a cup of juice."
Su Xiaomeng was still skeptical that Yang Rui was joking about being older than Yin Shixiu, but hearing Yin Shixiu call Yang Rui "brother"...
This was a truly strange feeling.
Can you imagine a thirty-five or thirty-six-year-old man with a face that looks like he’s in his twenties?
Oh...
She remembered a celebrity...
A forty-year-old who, with his baby face, became an ageless male god. Xiao Meng really liked that male star.
But celebrities are different from ordinary people after all.
Behind the camera and with those known and unknown makeup techniques, youthful appearance can be exaggerated.
Seeing a middle-aged man with a baby face in person was a completely different feeling.
Yang Rui placed the meal in front of her.
Su Xiaomeng thanked him repeatedly.
"Madam, what about the two kids when you came to London?"
The question was asked by the chief secretary in London, a tall woman in her early thirties.
She had a high nose bridge, white skin, and blue eyes, possessing characteristic British features.
She spoke fluent Chinese, without even the usual trilled or flattened tongue issues.
"Can you not call me Madam... You can just call me Xiao Meng, or Sue, calling me ’Madam’ all the time feels a bit odd."
She and Yin Shixiu were indeed different; Yin was used to being called that, but she wasn’t.
"Everyone, just be casual. She’s not accustomed to formality."
Yin Shixiu spoken, then reached out for the glass of water on the coffee table, which Su Xiaomeng discreetly handed to him.
After he drank, she took it back and placed it on the coffee table.
These small, subtle actions were noticed by Yang Rui.
During lunch, these ten or so senior managers were not difficult for her to remember.
While they were called department managers, they were actually the heads of core departments, responsible not just for the UK branch.
Moreover, these people held shares of Yin Group to varying extents.
Not a lot individually, but collectively, it was a considerable amount.
It was later that Xiao Meng learned that these people were the partners who started the business with Yin Shixiu during their university days.
If ranked by contribution, Yang Rui was the one who first proposed the idea.
However, Yang Rui’s family wasn’t wealthy, and to play big, funds were needed.
At the time, they had their eye on Yin Shixiu, the wealthy young master born with a silver spoon. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
The founding team mainly stayed in London, so although in terms of scale, Beijing’s Yin Group seemed much larger than the London branch,
the core was still in London.
From inception, the business developed based on Internet technology.
Later, Yin Group ventured into other businesses like real estate development and financial investment, originally simply to diversify.
But domestic real estate, as well as other financial investments, proved to have lucrative prospects.
So Yin Shixiu leveraged internet technology to present real estate development and financial investment in a new way to the world.
This achieved significant success.
It was these bold attempts that made Yin Group, which was just starting out seven or eight years ago, into a black horse suddenly appearing in people’s vision.
Now it has leaped to become the largest internet company in China.
Yet few knew that the London core team was the one providing true technical support and major project planning for Yin Group.
After lunch, the coffee table was a mess.
Most of these people were British Chinese, except for the chief secretary Mary and tech department’s Vern.
The British gentlemanly demeanor was not inherited by the Chinese descendants.
Especially someone like Yang Rui, who had a baby face and small features but was, in fact, just like Yin Shixiu, a Beijing man.
When eating, he resembled the rough and tumble men sitting in the old hutongs.
After eating, he wiped his mouth and then grabbed his computer to tinker away.
Su Xiaomeng tidied up the coffee table, assisted by Chen Lan.
After a short rest post-lunch, when Su Xiaomeng was done with her chores, they resumed the meeting from the morning.
Chen Lan handed Su Xiaomeng a contract, and she sat next to Yin Shixiu, flipping through the business contract.
Su Xiaomeng soon felt it was a bit of a struggle after reading just a paragraph.
Encountering many new and specialized political and economic terms, which seemed obscure and difficult for Xiao Meng, who was only good at doing problem sets but not adept at using the language in real life.
She took the contract to the study and sat down with a big dictionary in a leather chair, flipping through.
Actually, if she asked Yin Shixiu, the living dictionary, it would be much easier.
But in the main hall, those people were discussing various project details, arguing passionately over a small piece of code, while the currently blind Yin Shixiu had to focus to listen and make decisions.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Meng, despite having lots of questions, was embarrassed to bother Yin Shixiu for answers.
In the afternoon, Xiao Meng received a call from Dean Qi Jun, saying that they had already communicated with the dean of the University of Bath’s language department.
There was no issue for Su Xiaomeng to take the written exam directly at Bath, and the exam paper would be the same as those for candidates back in the country.
Finally, he gave Su Xiaomeng a good deal of encouragement, hoping everything would go smoothly for her.
Xiao Meng thanked him several times and promised to visit the dean when she returned home before hanging up.
Her heart relaxed a little, so she continued to delve into that business contract...
Time ticked away, and around three o’clock, Xiao Meng went to the kitchen, brewed several pots of tea, and brought out some snacks gifted by well-wishers when Yin Shixiu was discharged from the hospital.
After serving tea and snacks, she returned to the study.
The contract had long been read; while the Brits were fond of afternoon tea, this Chinese girl from the countryside much favored taking a nap.
She leaned on the sofa for over an hour; when she stirred, it was almost five o’clock.
Xiao Meng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, noticing the ground was covered in white; snow had fallen for Christmas.
Pushing open the study door, the meeting had not yet concluded; she heard them seeking Yin Shixiu’s opinion.
And some detailed reports...
All in English, making Su Xiaomeng’s head spin, yet after listening, Yin Shixiu pondered only briefly for two or three minutes before giving a response.
At that moment, Su Xiaomeng looked at Yin Shixiu, feeling an indescribable heartache...
And some sense of realization...
No one can imagine the hardships behind the glamorous facade.
Even after a car accident, seriously injured, and in a temporarily blind state...
