Six months later, after being thoroughly drunk by his teammates, Jiang Junhu lay on the new bed in his new house, still trying to maintain his clarity of thought.
Didn't they say planning a wedding took time? Why was he only informed of his own wedding on the first day of summer vacation, after attending a semester of physical education classes?
The woman could only get a marriage certificate at 20, and his ID was still with him. He was single…
Feeling a cool, soft body snuggle up beside him, he tried to adjust his focus:
"Yaoyao, I'm telling you, I won't give in. I can remain single for another year, I… mmmph…"
Jiang Junhu's words were cut off as something soft pressed against his lips. He sucked on the softness on his lips and asked in surprise:
"Yaoyao, what did you give me? It's so sweet and fragrant, better than jelly. I want more."
Zeng Yao smiled: "Jun Jun, you've never kissed a girl?"
Jiang Junhu licked his lips: "I have."
Zeng Yao narrowed her eyes: "Who?"
"I don't know who she was."
Jiang Junhu shook his head: "I only remember kissing a chubby girl in kindergarten, but her face smelled strongly. I don't know if she hadn't washed her face or hadn't wiped it after eating. Ever since then, I've never wanted to kiss a girl again."
A smile returned to Zeng Yao's face: "Do you like jelly a lot?"
"Yes!"
Jiang Junhu nodded: "Jelly is sweet, soft, and very bouncy. It's my favorite. Later, Mai Xingyang said jelly was a snack girls liked, so I… I secretly bought and ate it."
Zeng Yao pecked his lips: "Is it this taste?"
"Yes, yes."
Jiang Junhu raised his hand and pressed Zeng Yao's lips to stop her from leaving: "Don't take away my jelly."
With a forceful push, Zeng Yao's head was pushed down, her pink lips captured by his: "Mine, no one can take it. Mmmph, delicious, so delicious. Yaoyao, you have to buy me this kind of jelly from now on…"
In the bridal chamber, passion bloomed…
Jiang Junhu's head throbbed as he opened his eyes and saw the person curled up in his arms. His eyes were filled with confusion, and soon, his head began to ache again.
A moment later, Jiang Junhu's frown relaxed, and a smile spread across his face. He dotingly looked down at the woman in his arms, thinking that she had actually tricked him. Very well, let's see who could trick whom.
Seeing the eyelids of the person in his arms flutter, he quickly closed his eyes.
Zeng Yao woke up, moved her body, and circulated her powers to adjust her discomfort. Then her gaze fell on Jiang Junhu's face.
Seeing that Jiang Junhu wasn't awake, she reached out a hand towards his handsome face and muttered to herself: "Hmph! If your face wasn't so handsome, with your rough technique, I definitely would have…"
A hand grabbed the hand that was reaching out, and with a twist, the position changed to him on top of her.
Zeng Yao looked up at his handsome face in surprise: "You're awake?"
"Yes!"
Jiang Junhu said sinisterly: "If I hadn't woken up, how would I know you found my technique thoroughly unsatisfactory? If I hadn't woken up, how would I know you could even compare different techniques?"
"You?"
Zeng Yao glared at him in embarrassment and anger: "You suspect me?"
"No!"
Jiang Junhu shook his head: "No matter how drunk I get, I'll remember what happened after I got drunk. I know very well it was your first time, and I… I want you to experience it again."
Zeng Yao's eyes curved into a smile: "You what? I didn't hear clearly."
Jiang Junhu's face immediately turned red: "I… I was too… Why should I tell you? You're not allowed to speak. Let's try it again."
With that, he lowered his head and kissed his jelly…
Zeng Yao wrapped her arms around his neck. She knew he was a handsome, cute, and foolish man.
"Close your eyes."
A large hand fell upon Zeng Yao's eyes, gently covering her eyelids.
With her eyes closed, Zeng Yao's lips curved into a beautiful and happy smile…
…
Seeing his best friend's smug look, Mai Xingyang poured cold water on him: "Song Yinyu has taken Zhou Yulin away."
Jiang Junhu's smile remained: "That has nothing to do with me, right?"
Mai Xingyang said: "Song Yinyu has also colluded with two domestic groups to block raw materials for the cotton mill."
Jiang Junhu's smile vanished. The cotton mill was a factory his great-grandfather couldn't bear to disband even on his deathbed.
For so many years, he had kept the cotton mill running at a loss. Even as textile machinery in the textile industry advanced by leaps and bounds, he had never replaced it. This was because he knew his great-grandfather couldn't bear to leave the factory workers, and even when the workers got old, their descendants took over.
Because the cotton mill had always used ironwood shuttle looms, which were noisy and not conducive to high output, the value of the cotton mill's existence was greater than its output…
"I didn't expect him to still be able to stir up trouble. If Captain Tian hadn't said that some wealth should be left for the Song family, so that certain people could continue to be infatuated, I would have completely eradicated them."
"Isn't this an opportunity?"
Mai Xingyang smirked: "He didn't just take Zhou Yulin, he took Zhou Yufei too."
Back then, to protect the Song family and Song Shaoqing's status as heir, Song Yinyu had sacrificed his looks and married a woman of ordinary appearance who had always secretly admired his charm.
Since Zhou Yufei wasn't giving up, why not grant her wish?
Jiang Junhu also smiled: "Very good. This time, we probably won't have to make a move ourselves."
The woman Song Yinyu married, although her family's group ranked outside the top hundred, had invested a considerable amount in the Sheng Song Group, preventing it from collapsing immediately.
However, businessmen are profit-driven. The woman's family wasn't just investing so heavily for the status of the Sheng Song Group's daughter-in-law; they were after the Sheng Song Group's centuries-old reputation.
By taking over the Sheng Song Group and quietly changing leadership, the Sheng Song Group could still be a top ten global enterprise.
Mai Xingyang beckoned him: "Let's go."
Jiang Junhu took out his phone: "I'll let Yaoyao know, I need to ask for leave from my father-in-law, and also inform Jixiang. Jixiang will definitely want revenge."
The Sheng Song Group's threat of using Ao Du Group's shares had not worked on Zeng Jingchu, so they had really sold Ao Du Group's shares at a low price.
Ao Du Group experienced severe turbulence, with banks not only refusing loans but also demanding repayment of loans Ao Du Group had invested in Ling County. If Jiang Junhu hadn't helped out, Ao Du Group would have taken years to recover.
Mai Xingyang looked at his best friend, who was flaunting his happiness, speechlessly. Humph! When his and Xuanxuan's love blossoms, his old friend's happy preservation period would probably be over. He shouldn't be jealous then and pick on him again.
…
Before heading to Kyoto, Zhou Yulin went to Kushan.
Seeing his father with white hair, he was expressionless. Seeing his mother, who was mad and emaciated, he sneered:
"Can't handle it already? Do you know how I felt every time I played with Li Sixuan and Yu Siji?"
"Li Sixuan was cherished by her entire family. If I spoke even a little louder, her great-grandmother would put her finger to her lips and tell me to speak softly."
"I was only a few years old then! My heart felt so heavy. We were both descendants of the Li family, why was my treatment so poor?"
"Even if Jixiang spoke a little louder, Great-grandmother would only gently tap him and stop him with a look. She never treated Si Ji with a dismissive tone like 'shhh'."
"Yu Siji was not only a treasure of the Yu family but also treasured in the Li family. Every time I had a small dispute with him, Great-grandmother would tell me to let him have his way, saying I was the older brother and should let the younger brother have his way."
"Fine, if the older gives way to the younger, why can't Li Sixuan give way to Yu Fei? She clearly doesn't like Song Yinyu, so why doesn't she persuade Song Yinyu to accept Yu Fei?"
"Are you done talking?"
Zhou Chengbing looked at his son calmly: "If you're done, get out. No one owes you anything."
With that, he embraced his wife and left.
"You're just a piece of mud!"
Zhou Yulin shouted after him: "Uncle-in-law is the county magistrate and the party secretary, and it should have been your turn to take over, but you kept yielding! Why?"
Zhou Chengbing didn't look back: "Don't worry, you inherited my genes. At least I know myself. I'll just wait and see what kind of ending you get to realize that you're not even as good as mud."
Zhou Yufei's face was filled with gloom: "I'll show you my success. I'll trample all the Li family members under my feet!"
From the corner of the village office building, where no one was ever seen, came four words: "An ant trying to shake a tree!"
"Ah!!"
Zhou Yulin let out an angry roar to vent his dissatisfaction.