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On the day Huo Mingrui was elected vice chairman, I was sick.

I had a fever that raged all day long.

I suppose it was because I had exhausted myself for so long, and when the long-anticipated revenge finally came, I was so happy I didn’t even know who I was anymore.

Or perhaps it was because I had been disgusted by Huo Beiming the night before.

The day before the election, Huo Beiming came to my house.

He wore a black suit, holding a bouquet of red roses and a bottle of light perfume.

I took the perfume and stared at it for a long time.

This was a fragrance I had recently grown fond of because it had a berry scent; I had hesitated to buy it for fear of affecting my image at work.

But facing this bottle of perfume, I felt not an ounce of joy.

Because it meant that knowing my likes and needs wasn’t that difficult after all.

Huo Beiming said he had figured it out, that he liked me, and that he had simply been afraid to face it before.

At the time in the hot spring hotel, he knew he was kissing me, but because he couldn’t get over that mental hurdle, he pretended to call Sisi’s name.

In truth, he had only ever liked me; he just hadn’t realized it or dared to admit it.

Hearing his heartfelt confession, my heart stirred not in the slightest, and I even felt a bit perplexed.

I understood him.

No one in this world understands him better than I do.

So I knew that his affection was the most insignificant thing in the world.

Listening to Huo Beiming ramble on about how if I was willing to come back to him, he would give up the position of vice chairman at Huo’s. As long as I was happy, he was willing to do anything for me.

I simply smiled coldly.

Such promises were something I wouldn’t have dared to imagine in the past.

Now that they suddenly appeared before me, I only felt disgusted.

I said nothing, simply threw out everything he had brought, and closed the door behind me.

Soon after, he was chased away by the property management.

After today’s election, Huo Mingrui called me to say that Huo Beiming really showed no resistance, doing whatever he was told, obedient to the point of not resembling himself at all.

Upon hearing this news, I merely snorted softly.

He hadn’t become well-behaved; he had simply given up.

Knowing he couldn’t change things, he chose to leave gracefully, using deep feelings as a cover for his shame.

22

In the evening, Huo Mingrui came.

To take over Huo’s, he had given up the company he had built, Mengfang.

I couldn’t understand this.

To me, being your own boss and working under someone else were two entirely different things.

But alas, I was not Huo Mingrui.

He had founded Mengfang to prove his abilities and return to the Huo family.

Now, he had achieved his goal.

Yesterday, we signed the equity transfer agreement, and from today onwards, I was the big boss of Mengfang.

He came to see me with cold medicine and hot porridge.

As soon as he entered, he acted like a dutiful husband, starting to tidy up the house.

I had been so busy lately that the house hadn’t been cleaned for a long time, and it was indeed quite messy.

I leaned on the sofa and quietly watched him bustle about.

“Thank you, Mr. Tortoise,” I said.

He turned to look at me with a smile, “With me around, Mr. Tortoise can take care of you every day.”

I was noncommittal: “I’m not disabled; I can take care of myself.”

“Don’t you like this Mr. Tortoise even a little bit?”

I shook my head: “I don’t like him. To me, we’ve been enemies for ten years and colleagues for two months.”

“I don’t understand why you like me.”

“Why like someone? Don’t you like that old scumbag Huo Beiming for so many years?”

“You make a point, but I really don’t like you,” I sighed.

At least not right now.

Falling in love with someone again isn’t that easy.

Huo Mingrui lowered his gaze and remained silent for a while: “Then can we be friends in the future?”

“Of course, aren’t we friends now?”

He then showed a smile, squinting his eyes like a little Akita: “Alright, my friend.”

“Don’t just stand there, friend; the dishes in my kitchen aren’t washed yet. Get moving.”

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Outside, fireworks were blooming, celebrating my new friendship.

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