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He has returned to the capital, and it will be difficult for you to meet again in the future!
Of course, Yu Songyu understood this. As a Zhiqing, she needed an introduction letter wherever she went. He was serving in the military in the capital, bound by the discipline of his unit. With such a distance between them, what was the difference from the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?
"Grandma, great-grandma, you can rest assured. This matter depends entirely on fate; we cannot force it, right?"
Yu Songyu had made her plans. The college entrance examination would resume in a year or so, and she could use that time to review her studies. If by then she still couldn’t let go of Yang Qinghe, she would apply to Peking University. Given her abilities, it would be no problem at all. Besides, even if there were challenges, she could always look up information online!
That’s true. Although Yang Qinghe was indeed a good kid, Xiao Yu was no less impressive! Not only was she outstanding and beautiful, but what kind of man wouldn’t want her?
I think that guy named Gu Ting is quite good too—the one who came with her parents last time. He’s not any worse than Yang Qinghe!
Yes, yes! That one is even an officer; he’s a perfect match for our Xiao Yu!
The two grandmothers were concerned about her future after their initial sadness had passed, and they began to worry about Yu Songyu's lifelong happiness.
The next day, she went to the town to send a telegram home to report her safety and bought a pile of study materials.
When Wang Zhaoran saw her, his eyes turned red. They exchanged smiles across the street without saying much.
Just as Yu Songyu was about to raise her hand to greet him, he ran over and embraced her. She didn’t move and let him hold her quietly for a moment.
It had been so long!
Yu Songyu smiled at him; he seemed more composed and charming than before.
"I'm sorry; it was me—I couldn't control myself for a moment!"
"It's fine; I don't mind. It's been ages since we last met; a hug is nothing!"
"Ages since we last met?"
For some reason, when Wang Zhaoran heard those words from Yu Songyu's mouth, he felt a slight pang in his heart.
Xiao Yu, what exactly is going on? Everyone thinks you’ve...
Wang Zhaoran's eyes were filled with concern and joy—the kind of surprise that comes from reuniting after a long separation.
Yu Songyu repeated what she had said in Shi Gou Village to Wang Zhaoran once more, and a wave of emotion washed over her.
"Our development now extends beyond Supply and Marketing; we have made progress in other areas as well. Since you’re back, I’ll hand everything over to you!"
This past year, Wang Zhaoran had not been idle. Driven by grief and determination, he was intent on expanding the industry that Yu Songyu had left behind. He not only collaborated with various factories but also forged connections with some underworld figures to broaden his network. Of course, he also had ties within government departments and law enforcement.
"Well then, I’ll leave it all in your capable hands. You take care of it, and I trust you! Besides, I’ve heard from the Old Ladies that you often visit them, giving them money and gifts without fail!"
Wang Zhaoran smiled with relief; it seemed she was aware of these things. But did she also understand his feelings for her?
Previously, she had Yang Qinghe to protect her, but now that he was gone, could she rely on herself? As long as she didn’t mind, he felt it was his duty to protect her.
"Wang Zhaoran!"
"Hmm?"
When Yu Songyu called his full name for the first time in such a serious tone, his heart tightened unexpectedly.
"You’re truly something!"
Yu Songyu smiled at him, her expression sweet and her eyes sparkling.
Wang Zhaoran felt a warmth spread through him; her words meant more to him than any praise could. Suddenly, he realized that all his efforts were worthwhile.
"I still have things to attend to; I’ll head out first!"
"Then you—"
"Don’t worry. Now that I’m back, I’ll come by often."
Wang Zhaoran felt a twinge of fear that Yu Songyu might disappear again like last time.
As Yu Songyu left, she patted him on the shoulder, but in doing so, a button slipped off her wrist.
After she departed, Wang Zhaoran bent down to pick up the button and tucked it into the pocket of his shirt close to his heart.
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