Chapter 18: Ignoring the Good and Only Learning the Bad

“Miss Wen, since you’ve picked up Hehe, I’ll head back first,” Lu Zhaoye’s secretary said with a smile.

Wen Ling gave Hehe a rub and was very polite to the secretary: “Thank you for seeing Hehe off. I will send you a separate payment; I'll have Lu Zhaoye give it to you when the time comes.”

The secretary’s smile grew even wider. He bowed slightly in thanks, said his goodbyes, and headed toward the waiting lounge.

As her bodyguard pushed the pet stroller for her, Wen Ling leaned down from time to time to check on Hehe. Her joy was overflowing, to the point that she didn't even notice Zhou Yinhe walking out of the lounge not far away.

Zhou Yinhe naturally saw Wen Ling’s frequent movements of leaning down to pet the cat. His face darkened; he couldn't deny that his chest felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He rubbed his chest, turned around, and strode away with Cheng Yu.

Zhou Yinhe had come today specifically to pick up his eldest brother. Two months ago, his eldest brother, Zhou Yanqiu, had handed all the group's affairs over to their retired father and second brother, then ran off abroad for a world tour with his wife. He had called from a flight returning unexpectedly, specifically naming Zhou Yinhe to come and pick him up.

Zhou Yanqiu walked out with his wife, Shang Zhiyu, and the first thing he saw was Zhou Yinhe standing at the arrival gate with a lazy posture.

Shang Zhiyu couldn't help but let out a laugh, leaving Zhou Yanqiu with a face full of black lines.

He had intentionally wanted Zhou Yinhe to come pick them up so he could push their luggage, but instead, Zhou Yinhe had the nerve to bring a secretary along.

As expected, Cheng Yu was very observant. He stepped forward to take the luggage trolley from Zhou Yanqiu’s hand and respectfully greeted the boss's elder brother and sister-in-law.

Zhou Yanqiu rolled his eyes at Zhou Yinhe and said sarcastically, "I told you to come push luggage for me and your sister-in-law, and here you are, bringing people along."

Zhou Yinhe first nodded to Shang Zhiyu to greet her, then said in a slow, drawn-out tone, "I knew nothing good would come from you insisting I come. You intentionally held back."

Shang Zhiyu knew his temperament. Seeing that Zhou Yanqiu was about to lecture him further, she shook Zhou Yanqiu’s arm and gave him a glare.

Zhou Yanqiu had no choice but to swallow his words.

When they left today, Zhou Yinhe specifically had Cheng Yu drive a Cullinan. He sat in the passenger seat, letting his brother and sister-in-law sit in the back.

Once in the car, Zhou Yinhe became as silent as a "sawed-off gourd," resting his forehead on his arm against the car window, not saying a single word.

Zhou Yanqiu had to take the initiative to speak: "I heard from Mom that Wen Ling is back."

Zhou Yinhe continued to play deaf and mute.

"What? Wanting to make up?" Seeing him like this, Zhou Yanqiu couldn't help but want to mock him, but he was sharply pinched in the waist by Shang Zhiyu’s hand and let out a pained "嘶" (hiss).

Shang Zhiyu said softly, "Xiao Wu, don't mind your big brother. He's been too idle lately. Once he goes back to work tomorrow, he'll know how to watch his mouth."

Zhou Yanqiu opened his mouth, but receiving a threatening look from Shang Zhiyu, he sheepishly closed it.

"Mm, I won't hold it against big brother," Zhou Yinhe finally spoke, casting a mocking glance at Zhou Yanqiu through the rearview mirror. Zhou Yanqiu truly missed the little Xiao Wu from their childhood, who used to follow them around cutely, calling out to his brothers and sisters in a milky voice.

And now? Heh, Zhou Yanqiu couldn't even be bothered to speak.

Yet, Shang Zhiyu was extremely good to Zhou Yinhe; as the eldest brother, he wasn't even allowed to say a single bad word about him.

Receiving a warning look from his brother, Zhou Yinhe indifferently withdrew his gaze and returned to his silence.

On the other side, as soon as Wen Ling got into the car, she pulled her precious cat son into her arms and immediately began "inhaling" the cat.

"Baby Hehe smells so good," Wen Ling praised him with a smile.

Perhaps because Lu Zhaoye had taken Hehe for a bath and grooming before bringing him to China, Hehe was currently the "dream cat." He had a large body and long fur—handsome and soft—making the two bodyguards' hands itch to pet him.

Wen Ling had arranged for all of Hehe's supplies to be prepared in advance, including a massive amount of his favorite snack cans.

As Hehe explored his new territory, the unhappiness Wen Ling had been suppressing in her heart finally surfaced.

She lay on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. Auntie Zhou was currently in the kitchen preparing cat food for Hehe. Seeing Wen Ling like this, she walked over and asked with concern, "A-Ling, what's wrong? You look quite unhappy."

Wen Ling snapped out of it, propped herself up, and looked at Hehe, who was also looking at her with a confused expression from the step. She smiled at Auntie Zhou and said, "It's nothing, I was just daydreaming."

Auntie Zhou nodded. "Then I'll get back to making Hehe's food."

Wen Ling pursed her lips and beckoned to Hehe, who came running over with a waddle.

Wen Ling picked him up and said with mock disdain, "How did you get fat again? If you get any bigger, you'll be a little piglet."

Hehe let out a protesting "Meow," as if to say: *Even if I get fatter, I'm still the handsomest, meow.*

Wen Ling hugged him and huffed, "That bastard Zhou Yinhe... when you see him in the future, you scratch him, you hear me?"

Hehe was already very familiar with the name "Zhou Yinhe," and he meowed again upon hearing it.

Wen Ling took it as an agreement and smiled with squinted eyes while praising him.

At that moment, Lu Zhaoye called. Wen Ling, holding Hehe while lying on the sofa, adjusted her position before answering.

"Did you pick up Hehe?"

Wen Ling gave a lazy "Mm" and scratched Hehe's chin, saying to the cat, "Come, say hello to your good brother."

Lu Zhaoye called her crazy, but Wen Ling didn't get angry; she just giggled.

Lu Zhaoye didn't bother arguing with her and moved to serious business: "I forgot to ask you last time, how have you been lately?"

Wen Ling's smile faded, and she curled her lip in annoyance. "I just ran into Zhou Yinhe. He said something about me not looking for him in the future, and that he won't make up with me."

Lu Zhaoye paused and asked, "So, what do you think?"

"I won't give up." Wen Ling and Lu Zhaoye were childhood sweethearts; she could tell him everything. She said directly, "If Zhou Yinhe really doesn't want to make up with me, I'll learn from your father—I'll knock him unconscious, take him back to the M-country, and lock him up until he's willing."

Lu Zhaoye took his mother's surname. His father came from the M-country royalty, and his mother had been forcibly taken by his father.

The Wen family's conglomerate was at the top of the pyramid in the M-country. The royalty and the Wen family had partnerships, which was why Lu Zhaoye and Wen Ling were childhood sweethearts.

"Sure, go ahead. You don't learn the good things, only the bad ones," Lu Zhaoye mocked.

Wen Ling huffed, "If it's useful, it's not bad."

"Suit yourself, but don't just focus on chasing Zhou Yinhe; there's also Ruan Miaomiao," Lu Zhaoye reminded her.

Wen Ling's fingers sank into Hehe's fur as she said, "I know. The opportunity is coming soon."

Ruan Miaomiao was going to attend a banquet next. Wen Ling had already planned everything out; she was just waiting for Ruan Miaomiao to take the bait.

"Mm, hanging up now." Lu Zhaoye didn't care if Wen Ling had more to say and hung up directly.

Auntie Zhou had finished making Hehe's food. She walked to the living room sofa and, while coaxing him, leaned down to pick Hehe up from Wen Ling's arms. Hehe lazily stretched his body but was still carried away by Auntie Zhou.

Wen Ling rolled over to lie face down on the sofa. Suddenly, her phone chimed with a message notification.