Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 105: No Obstacles Allowed

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: No Obstacles Allowed

Early in the morning, Meng Tian went downstairs.

The housekeeper had already risen early and was talking to the only other servant in the villa. Seeing her come down, they immediately greeted her in unison.

"Miss Meng, aren’t you having breakfast at home?"

"I’m going to eat in the cafeteria."

Meng Tian hadn’t expected Tang Jingyao to return, especially since she had just asked the housekeeper to send away the cook yesterday.

Now, the situation was: Mr. Tang had no meal to eat.

Neither the housekeeper nor the cleaning servant seemed like the cooking type.

Meng Tian walked over to the housekeeper and kindly reminded, "He had a hypoglycemic episode last night. If you have time, go check whether he’s dead or not."

The housekeeper was shocked: ...

There was no time to think, as he sprinted off at the speed of a 100-meter dash.

The housekeeper felt his salary might be reduced; he could be scared to death by this couple sooner or later.

Meng Tian went out and messaged Ye Yan to ask if she had sobered up.

After a good sleep, Ye Yan could only remember attending Meng Tian’s engagement party. The rest had completely slipped her mind.

To think that even she could experience blackout from drinking.

Ye Yan quickly checked her phone messages. If there had been any emergency with a patient, she would have definitely been derelict in her duties.

Fortunately, there was nothing but a message from Meng Tian.

A cup of hot honey water was handed to her, and following the arm, she saw the handsome face of a man.

"When did you get back?" Ye Yan jumped in surprise.

Fu Xingzhou had been away on a business trip for half a month and didn’t seem to have said he would return today.

Fu Xingzhou was speechless.

So, she had blacked out from drinking; she’d forgotten everything about yesterday afternoon.

"Who brought you home yesterday?" The man handed her the cup, his voice sounding somewhat dangerous.

Ye Yan tried hard to remember, and finally, feeling a bit guilty, she looked at him, "Was it you?"

"You’re not allowed to drink anymore." After drinking, it was just too easy to lead her astray.

"It was an accident yesterday." Due to her profession, she rarely touched alcohol, let alone drank herself into a stupor.

With his prompting, Ye Yan vaguely remembered sobbing in his arms for a long time.

No more thinking about it, it was a bit embarrassing.

"Do you have a headache?"

"A little." Luckily it was good liquor, not too heavy. Otherwise, she would have had a splitting headache today. Now it was just a bit of throbbing at her temples.

Fu Xingzhou told her to drink water while he sat behind her, both hands resting on her temples, pressing with just the right amount of pressure.

Ye Yan felt the warmth coming from his fingertips and even more, his concern and worry for her.

"This is the last time," she lifted her right hand and swore, "I definitely won’t overdrink again."

"Mhm, see that it doesn’t happen again."

He didn’t mention how miserably she cried yesterday, how terrible she felt throwing up, or how heartbroken he was.

"There’s a dinner tonight, you’ll accompany me."

Ye Yan immediately nodded in agreement, "Do I need to dress formally?"

"No need, casual is fine, they’re all acquaintances."

Ye Yan didn’t ask who it was until she entered the private room of the clubhouse with Fu Xingzhou. That’s when she realized that this dinner was to entertain Chen Yiren.

Chen Yiren was the Kyoto Prince, but he certainly wasn’t satisfied with just the piece of sky over Capital City.

It was said that he owned half the shares in a hunting ground that wasn’t yet open to the public, and he also wanted a piece of the gambling industry in Ao City.

Fu Xingzhou was his partner on the Capital City side, so if he wanted to expand to Ao City, he would definitely need to join forces with Fu Xingzhou.

However, the woman sitting beside Chen Yiren wasn’t Shen Wan’er.

Compared to Shen Wan’er’s delicate and lively beauty, this girl was elegant and exuded a noble air, like a princess flower cultivated with great care within a wealthy family, even the curve of her smile was measured with precision.

"This must be Mrs. Fu, hello, I am Yiren’s fiancée, Ding Man."

The word "fiancée" caused Ye Yan to drift off for a moment, but she quickly adjusted her expression, "Hello, welcome to Ao City."

"Mrs. Fu’s Mandarin is really good, I was thinking on my way here that I don’t speak Cantonese and I was afraid I would only be able to listen in on the conversations."

Ding Man’s voice was also very pleasant, neither high nor low, and very comfortable to listen to.

Such a person must have gone through proper cultural refinement to turn out this way.

"Miss Ding is fluent in eight languages and can also speak Portuguese," Fu Xingzhou pulled out a chair for Ye Yan to sit down, "You should have quite a few common topics. Miss Ding is also working on her PhD."

Ding Man smiled modestly, "Mrs. Fu is someone I look up to, she’s younger than me by a year and already a PhD, while I’m still studying."

Whether graduated or studying, anyone at this age associated with a PhD surely possessed exceptional qualities.

Born into a distinguished family, fluent in eight languages, about to graduate with a PhD, Ding Man was surely the carefully chosen marriage partner for the Chen Family.

"Can we order first, and continue with the business flattery later?" Chen Yiren said blandly, "What would Manman like to eat?"

Ding Man ordered a few dishes, but they were all Chen Yiren’s favorites.

She knew Chen Yiren’s preferences as if they were at her fingertips.

The daughter-in-law groomed by the Chen Family since childhood naturally made Chen Yiren her priority.

Chen Yiren seemed used to it, his expression indifferent.

During the meal, the two men drank and chatted, discussing nothing but business affairs.

As the host, Ye Yan naturally had to entertain Ding Man. While she wasn’t particularly sociable, Ding Man was very talkative. She could always keep the conversation going without ever letting it feel awkward, while also maintaining appropriate boundaries, making chatting with her very comfortable.

Although Ding Man was appealing, Ye Yan still missed the cheerful Shen Wan’er.

Had her hearing aid been fixed? Did she know that Ding Man and Chen Yiren had come to Ao City together?

She probably knew. The future daughter-in-law of the Chen Family would certainly not keep it a secret, and since the two were engaged, the media must have reported it extensively.

Halfway through the meal, Chen Yiren’s phone suddenly lit up.

He glanced at the caller ID, excused himself, and stepped out.

Ding Man, who was speaking with Ye Yan, kept her smile when she saw Chen Yiren leave, but her earlier sparkling wit was now absent from her words.

"I’m going to the restroom," Ding Man said politely as she stood up.

There was a restroom inside the private room, but she did not head there.

Chen Yiren stood in a quiet section of the hallway, speaking in a genuine Capital City accent, noble yet tender.

"If your stomach hurts, I’ll have someone make you some brown sugar water."

"How many times have I told you not to go barefoot, not to eat ice cream, when I get back, all those cold milk teas need to be given up."

Despite the tone of admonishment, his words were filled with affection.

Ding Man stood on the other side of the corridor, listening to Chen Yiren patiently and tirelessly reminding the girl over and over again, just because the girl was on her period, which to him was a matter of great concern.

Yet, when she had her miscarriage, he didn’t even visit the hospital, simply sending a set of jewelry as compensation.

What she needed was never those cold things.

Ding Man wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye and restored the gentle and noble look in her eyes.

She sent a text message and then deleted the original.

She was the daughter-in-law groomed by the family since childhood; she wouldn’t allow any obstacles to stand in her way.