Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Wen Mobei, a renowned economic tycoon in Shenzhen, was invited by Shenzhen University to teach finance students.

He had been invited once before for a total of three lectures. Because the cooperation was pleasant, when Shenzhen University invited him again this time, Wen Mobei did not refuse.

After Shu Yao went to the school, she couldn't help but inquire about Wen Mobei's situation. Upon learning that he would be giving three lectures this time and that yesterday was just the first one, Shu Yao had an idea.

So, when Wen Mobei came to the school for his second lecture, Shu Yao carefully orchestrated a chance encounter.

It happened to be a rainy day that day. After Wen Mobei left the classroom, seeing the torrential rain outside, he couldn't help but frown.

At that moment, Shu Yao appeared from the rain, wearing a white dress and holding a white umbrella with small flowers, like a daisy. She slowly walked up to Wen Mobei step by step.

"Mr. Wen," she called out from the steps below, looking up with a radiant smile. Her face, against the backdrop of the rain, looked even more pure and clean, like a delicate daisy.

With a hint of melancholy, even her demeanor was similar.

This woman was somewhat special, so Wen Mobei had some impression of her. She was Jiang Cheng's adopted daughter, whom he had met at the Jiang family recently, and Jiang Cheng remembered her.

However, despite only having met her once, he felt as if they had known each other for a long time.

Wen Mobei didn't know why he had such a feeling, but this sense of losing control wasn't good.

But out of curiosity, Wen Mobei greeted her.

"Miss Shu," Wen Mobei addressed her.

Despite his busy schedule, Wen Mobei had an exceptional memory. Since childhood, he had almost photographic recall, so after meeting Shu Yao and knowing her identity, he naturally wouldn't forget her name.

In fact, Wen Mobei treated everyone the same, but Shu Yao was surprised that he remembered her.

She already felt a mysterious connection with him, and now that he remembered her, she was naturally surprised.

And while surprised, she also felt a sense of satisfaction.

Could it be that she really had some fate with this Mr. Wen?

"Yes, my surname is Shu. We've met before, at the Jiang family," she said with a shy and innocent smile.

Wen Mobei glanced at her, stepped down from the stairs, and started chatting: "What are you doing here?"

Seeing him approach, Shu Yao quickly held the umbrella over his head and explained: "Oh, I'm a teacher here now, teaching."

"You're a university teacher?" Wen Mobei was quite surprised.

Usually, daughters of wealthy families either work in their family companies or do nothing and spend their family's money.

It was rare for them to have respectable jobs like doctors or university teachers.

So, Wen Mobei was clearly surprised by Shu Yao's profession.

Shu Yao was proud of this and naturally talked about herself.

Wen Mobei had his own dedicated driver, who usually handled such small tasks like bringing an umbrella. Unfortunately, the driver had a stomachache and rushed to the restroom during dismissal time.

This gave Shu Yao the opportunity.

When the driver hurried back, he saw the boss already sitting in the car waiting. There was also a young and beautiful lady inside.

"President, I'm sorry, I had a stomachache and couldn't bring the umbrella on time. It was my fault," the driver apologized, standing outside the car under his own umbrella.

Feeling sorry for him, Shu Yao spoke up: "He didn't do it on purpose, and you didn't get wet. Why don't you forgive him this time?"

The driver looked gratefully at Shu Yao and pleaded with his boss.

Though strict, Wen Mobei wasn't unreasonable.

Since this was something beyond control, he didn't hold it against the driver.

"Get in the car," Wen Mobei said.

"Yes, yes, President," the driver responded with a smile.

After shaking off the water droplets, he got into the driver's seat.

The car's soundproofing was excellent, and once the door closed, the rain was completely blocked out.

"First, take Miss Shu home," Wen Mobei instructed.

"Okay, okay," the driver glanced at the beauty sitting next to his boss through the rearview mirror, his curiosity piqued.

The boss had always been aloof and never involved in any scandals with rich heiresses or female subordinates. Yet today, he had brought a beautiful lady along.

"Understood, President," the driver gently pressed the gas pedal, and the car started moving.

Driving both swiftly and steadily, Wen Mobei closed his eyes to rest.

While Wen Mobei was focused, Shu Yao had many thoughts.

Her approach to Wen Mobei was not pure, and now that she had managed to get close to him, she was already planning her next move.

But Shu Yao wasn't proactive, and even sitting next to Wen Mobei, she dared not make any bold moves.

The entire journey, Shu Yao sat silently beside Wen Mobei without saying a word.

Only when the driver stopped the car at the designated location did Wen Mobei slowly open his eyes.

Upon opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was a fair and delicate face.

It was like a gardenia blooming on a May morning.

For a moment, Wen Mobei's heart fluttered.

But it was only for a moment; soon, he regained his composure.

Shu Yao bid farewell to Wen Mobei with a sweet smile: "Mr. Wen, thank you for giving me a ride home today." Her voice was soft and gentle. "This is my home."

Wen Mobei raised his eyes and glanced around the area. Without saying anything, he simply nodded at Shu Yao.

"Goodbye, Mr. Wen." By now, the rain had stopped. After getting out of the car, Shu Yao bowed slightly to Wen Mobei.

Wen Mobei remained silent, merely nodding politely in response.

After Shu Yao turned to leave, Wen Mochuan's gaze followed her for a while.

The driver did not accelerate without permission. Seeing his employer's gaze following the young lady who had just gotten out of the car, he naturally asked for instructions: "President, shall we leave now?"

Only then did Wen Mobei look away and close his eyes gently. "Let's go."

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Cai Wenqing and her daughter lived in an urban village, where the remaining residents were mostly local poor people.

In such a "slum," seeing a luxury car worth several million was quite a novelty.

Thus, shortly after Shu Yao got out of the car, the news spread.

This information quickly reached Cai Wenqing's ears.

"Yao Yao's mom, I saw your Yao Yao get off a luxury car worth several million. Has she found herself a wealthy boyfriend?" The middle-aged women living in the tenement building generally knew little about cars.

Even those who knew a bit understood only partially.

So, although they didn't know what kind of car it was, they remembered its price.

By the time the news reached Cai Wenqing, it had become a car worth several million or tens of millions.

Cai Wenqing tried to keep her emotions in check and said seriously, "Don't talk nonsense." However, inside, she was extremely excited.

She had been a rich wife for over a decade. In the circle of wealthy people, there were different levels of wealth. Someone driving a car worth several million or tens of millions was certainly not just an ordinary rich second-generation heir.

Just as Shu Yao returned home, Cai Wenqing quickly dismissed the neighbors with a few words, then pulled her daughter inside and locked the door.

"Tell me, is it the eldest son of the Wen family?" Cai Wenqing's heart was pounding with excitement.

At this moment, Shu Yao felt as if she were dreaming.

Never had she imagined that she would one day be so close to the eldest son of the Wen family.

He was someone many people fawned over. How could such a high-and-mighty person so easily allow her into his car?

Even if she had held an umbrella for him when he needed it, it wasn't enough for him to personally drive her home.

On the way back, although they only spoke a few words when she got out of the car, Shu Yao felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if she had known this eldest son of the Wen family for a long time.

Shu Yao only smiled, not saying a word.

To Cai Wenqing, this silence was a tacit admission.

"You're truly Mom's good daughter." Cai Wenqing hugged her daughter tightly, holding her close and beginning to dream. "If you really end up with the eldest son of the Wen family, you won't have to worry about money for the rest of your life. And in terms of status, you'll always be above Jiang Yiyán. Daughter, you've avenged your mother."

Shu Yao smiled shyly.

"Mom, he just gave me a ride home; nothing else happened."

Cai Wenqing replied, "This is just the beginning. If he's already giving you rides home, imagine what will happen later—maybe even a proposal?"

Shu Yao also harbored such hopes but found it hard to express them.

"Mom, stop talking nonsense." Shu Yao blushed.

"Alright, alright, no more nonsense. Mom won't say anything more." Cai Wenqing covered her mouth, but the joy in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

It was already September, and Wen Meimei's kindergarten had started.

Wen Meimei, now a student in the middle class of the kindergarten.

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Jiang Yiyán no longer worked at Yu Wenlai's place, so she had more free time.

Additionally, she had recently been elected president of the Class Committee in the kindergarten, so she planned to focus on this role for the time being.

In the class group chat, Jiang Yiyán had been very active recently.

Wu Jingmeng had always disliked Jiang Yiyán, especially since Jiang Yiyán had taken over her position as president of the Parents' Committee. Now, she seized every opportunity to deal with Jiang Yiyán.

One day, when Jiang Yiyán was chatting warmly with other mothers in the class group, Wu Jingmeng suddenly interjected.

She tagged Jiang Yiyán and asked, "I heard you divorced Mr. Wen? Since you're divorced, shouldn't you step down from a position you shouldn't hold? Although the Class Committee presidency isn't much, it does concern the happiness and joy of our dozen children. Your divorce doesn't look good."