Chapter 43
After speaking, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she instinctively lowered her gaze to the exercises on the table.
It seemed she didn’t want Long Aotian to notice her flushed cheeks.
“What are you talking about? I was just lost in thought about the exercises!”
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**Chapter 51: Listen, the Sound of a Broken Heart**
Watching Long Aotian stretch, Hu Yuying paused her writing. “Do you want to take a break?”
Long Aotian nodded, placing his completed exercises in front of Hu Yuying. “I’m done. I think I got them all right this time. Let’s take a break.”
With that, he flopped down on the sofa without a care for his image.
“Okay.” Hu Yuying replied, though her eyes remained glued to the exercises Long Aotian had completed.
After confirming that all the answers were correct, she too stretched and leaned back against the sofa.
Long Aotian took out his phone to check his bank card balance, a slight smile creeping onto his lips.
Though the money had come from his previous life’s exploits, it was all legitimate and legal, which made him happy.
Especially when he felt tired, just a glance at the balance filled him with renewed energy.
In his last life, he had been just a frugal worker.
He wondered if, in this world, he could leverage his memories to become a billionaire.
**[Note: In the original novel, Long Aotian's success and the establishment of the Aotian Group were based on the author's plot design (involving underworld connections).]**
According to this world’s timeline, it wouldn’t be long before the 4G network era began.
From then on, the internet would rise rapidly, with smartphones replacing computers as essential tools for life and work. Short videos, e-commerce, and live streaming would dominate, creating a new online profit model.
All of this would be Long Aotian’s opportunity.
As long as he seized it well, using the memories from his past life in this one, he would surely make a fortune.
Though he felt a bit embarrassed to admit it, the truth was that the industries he had worked in before were the most exhausting and grueling.
He didn’t have enough cultural background to support himself, and his ideas were limited. He didn’t really understand business models, entrepreneurial strategies, or financial economics.
He himself didn’t have grand ambitions; he was content as long as he could earn enough to live comfortably for a lifetime, without any great aspirations.
In the future, he could make money from stocks, invest a bit, and wait for some cryptocurrency to appreciate. That would make his life worthwhile.
Recently, Long Aotian had considered using his memories from his past life to write a few hit songs for some quick cash.
But after thinking it through, he realized it wasn’t necessary.
His current life was already satisfying; after all, this world didn’t revolve around him but around the main characters.
The success of the protagonist group was inevitable; all he needed to ensure was that he wouldn’t end up dying tragically in a gutter with a moldy oil stick in hand. That would be perfect.
If he were too high-profile, who could guarantee that other troubles wouldn’t arise?
Life, after all, is best lived simply.
One day, he could buy a countryside villa, bring along an old man, and leisurely enjoy the pastoral scenery—much better than anything else.
In this life, working hard ultimately leads to a longing for such a life.
Seeing Long Aotian grinning at his phone, Hu Yuying was puzzled. After a while of resting, she continued to help him organize his notes.
She extended a different problem-solving approach based on the mistakes Long Aotian had made, making it easier for him to understand.
Some problem-solving methods might work for her but not necessarily for others.
“Stop writing.” After playing with his phone for a bit, Long Aotian noticed Hu Yuying was still writing.
He spoke up, “Don’t you know about balancing work and rest?”
“Come on, let’s get some fresh air.”
The rain outside had stopped, and the air was particularly cool and fresh.
The cool breeze invigorated him.
The fatigue in his eyes melted away in that moment.
“Long Ge, do you want to go up to the roof?” Hu Yuying asked, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath of the fresh air. She then opened her eyes and smiled at Long Aotian.
“Sure, the higher you stand, the farther you see.”
Hu Yuying led Long Aotian up the ladder; their home was a bungalow, so they had to climb a ladder to reach the roof.
Once on the roof, the wind was particularly strong. After the rain, the blue sky and white clouds looked picturesque.
“Long Ge, close your eyes and spread your arms like this.” Hu Yuying closed her eyes first and spread her arms wide.
Feeling the cool breeze on her skin, her mood was incredibly uplifting.
Long Aotian couldn’t help but chuckle at Hu Yuying’s childlike innocence, but he too closed his eyes and spread his arms.
Perhaps it was the perfect wind today, or perhaps it was the purity of the person beside him, but Long Aotian felt an unexpected lightness, a kind of indescribable ease after exhaustion...
Suddenly, a suppressed sobbing sound reached his ears.
Long Aotian opened his eyes. “What are you crying about?”
“I’m not crying, Long Ge.” Hu Yuying insisted it wasn’t her.
In fact, she was very happy and wouldn’t cry.
Long Aotian stared intently at Hu Yuying’s cheeks; her eyes weren’t red, and there were no tear stains on her face. Her voice lacked the muffled tone of someone who had been crying.
Hu Yuying’s eyes flickered as she felt Long Aotian’s gaze on her, her ears turning uncontrollably red.
“Really not?” As he spoke, Long Aotian walked to the edge of the roof to look around.
Hu Yuying let out a sigh of relief, her hands unconsciously resting on her cheeks.
The ground was damp from the recent rain, and there were no people in sight.
“Strange, could it be that I misheard?” Long Aotian scratched his head. His hearing had always been good, and he had definitely heard a sob just now.
...
“I didn’t mishear!!!”
“You didn’t mishear... wuwu...” Ye Liangchen gritted his teeth, speaking in a voice only he could hear.
A tear slowly rolled down from the corner of his eye. He desperately covered his mouth, trying to keep his sobs to a minimum.
On his way back from Nanfeng Square, Ye Liangchen had been pondering Long Aotian’s words.
It must have been last week when he couldn’t find Hu Yuying in the mall and had the audacity to knock on her door.
After returning home, Ye Liangchen felt restless.
This was just a misunderstanding; he was only worried about Hu Yuying, which was why he knocked on her door to check if she was safe.
Could it be that this incident had led Hu Yuying to misunderstand him?
Thinking of this, Ye Liangchen felt it necessary to explain things to Hu Yuying.
He wasn’t a bad guy or a stalker; he was just concerned about her.
Once the rain stopped, Ye Liangchen planned to find Hu Yuying and explain everything properly.
He couldn’t let his precious girl misunderstand him.
When he left, Ye Liangchen even played a little trick, wearing the still-damp white shirt he had on earlier, hoping to create the impression that he had been standing outside in the rain to apologize to Hu Yuying.
But as soon as he arrived, he saw Long Aotian standing on the roof in a floral short-sleeve shirt.
He remembered that shirt clearly; it was the one Hu Yuying wore in his dreams, her sleepwear!
What had he done to Hu Yuying? Why was Long Aotian wearing her clothes?
Having lived through a lifetime in his dreams, Ye Liangchen was no longer the naive boy he once was.
There was only one explanation: Long Aotian had forced Hu Yuying...
The sound of a broken heart pierced through him, and Ye Liangchen couldn’t accept it—he simply couldn’t accept this outcome...
The sorrow and sadness surged over him like a tidal wave...
Suddenly, Ye Liangchen froze...
**Chapter 52: Not Just Today, Not Just the Rain Stopping, Not Just Us...**
Suddenly, Ye Liangchen froze...
A terrifying thought flashed through his mind.
How did Long Aotian know about him knocking on Hu Yuying’s door last week?
This question had been overlooked by Ye Liangchen, and now it sent chills down his spine!
It couldn’t have been Hu Yuying who told Long Aotian, because Long Aotian had been bullying Hu Yuying. She wouldn’t tell anyone, let alone him!
So how did Long Aotian know?
There was only one truth!
Last week, Hu Yuying had been taken away and bullied by Long Aotian.
After Long Aotian had finished with Hu Yuying and let her go, he just happened to see Ye Liangchen knocking on her door.
Ye Liangchen’s presence had triggered a sense of crisis in Long Aotian!
He felt that Hu Yuying had betrayed him, that she dared to have a boyfriend behind his back, and now he had found her at home.
Driven by a pathological possessiveness, Long Aotian had forced Hu Yuying...
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