My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 87 Dream Fulfilled

Song Yafei, still feeling a bit tired, pinched the bridge of her nose, put her bag aside, sat on the sofa, and leaned back against it.

"It's a meeting I can't avoid. It's not a big deal. After I see him, I can spend a few days having fun with you."

She didn't want to say it outright, and I didn't force her.

Anyway, I don't really want to know.

is it?

What she said, I just don't think will work.

How could someone as busy as her possibly neglect her career!

It's not uncommon for us to go on a trip together, only to have something come up halfway through and we have to cancel the trip.

It happened when our relationship was still okay, but now... it's even less likely.

Fortunately, I no longer devote all my attention to her as I used to.

I can easily find my own fun.

"Is it going to work? Won't the company fall into chaos without you?"

After all, her abilities are well-known.

Song Yafei replied with her eyes closed, "If I hire people to do things, and I have to do everything myself, then what's the point of having them? Just to cause trouble."

"I'll do it all!"

That's true; the earth will keep turning no matter who's missing.

She didn't think that way before.

She muttered softly, "Don't worry, after this is done, I promise you, I'll go sightseeing with you."

For some reason, our emotions and the way we interacted seemed to change after we moved to a different place.

Here, it seems there are no love-hate relationships, no confrontations, and no interference from a third party between us.

On the contrary, they were unusually calm and at ease, as simple as a couple on a trip.

After she said that, I didn't ask any more questions. Seeing how tired she looked, I went over and picked her up in my arms.

"I'll get a good night's sleep in bed, and then I'll go for a walk around the neighborhood."

Song Yafei only opened her eyes at the beginning, rested her head on my body, hooked her arms around my neck, and let me do as I pleased.

I put her on the bed, took off her shoes, and covered her with a blanket.

I stared at the tired beauty before me, and a wave of heartache washed over me.

This person must be so tired that they can't even open their eyes.

How late did she finish working last night?

Was it because she was on vacation that she had to work overtime last night and didn't sleep all night?

When this thought came to mind, it startled me.

In the past, perhaps she would have.

But now...

I shook my head with a self-deprecating laugh, speechless at my own absurd idea.

Song Yafei was really sleepy. She waved to me and said, "Go ahead, I'll lie down for a while and come find you later."

Although I was alone, I felt a rare sense of freedom. I only took my phone and then left the guesthouse.

Before leaving the guesthouse, I asked Wu Liang about the more lively places nearby and the scenic spots.

Then he led us to the bustling side street in the direction he indicated.

The streets here are different from those in bustling cities, which are orderly and neat. Instead, they are full of life.

Everywhere you look, there are small stalls selling trinkets, food, and ethnic-style items.

At a small stall, I saw a pair of very beautiful earrings.

It's actually quite ordinary, but it just looks pleasing to the eye, with a wheat ear pendant and two purple beads.

The items didn't look expensive, but they suited Song Yafei's temperament perfectly.

I bought it without hesitation; it wasn't expensive.

What I thought was that this was a good way to thank her for lending me the money, a small reward for her willingness to do so.

Then I saw some snacks, which Song Yafei loved when we were in school.

I used to plan to come to Wucheng because Song Yafei liked it; it had her favorite food and beautiful scenery.

Back then, if she liked it, I liked it too.

If I happen to see her now, I'll naturally pack one for her and take it back to her.

I only strolled around the streets for a short while before buying a lot of snacks. I didn't even have time to look at the scenery before packing the food and taking it back to my guesthouse.

When I returned, Song Yafei was already awake and talking on the phone with someone on the balcony.

I put the food on the small table on the balcony. When she saw it, she looked pleased and hung up the phone.

I opened each snack and placed it in front of her.

She picked up her chopsticks, examined all the food, and then put a crispy little potato into her mouth.

"Great, you remember what I like to eat."

Of course I remember.

Her preferences, her habits.

These memories are etched into my very bones, deeply imprinted on me, and I can't forget them even if I wanted to.

Song Yafei ate happily, switching from one dish to another until her mouth was completely full.

She's wearing a casual long dress and her hair is down. Unlike her usual strong woman image, she now looks like the little woman we used to date.

It makes one feel nostalgic.

There's even a slight illusion, as if we've really gone back to that time.

While she was eating, she would occasionally put some food into my mouth, unlike at home where we had to use serving chopsticks.

As I bent down to pick up the toilet paper that had fallen to the ground, the small bag containing my earrings fell out of my pocket.

"What is this?" Song Yafei bent down, picked it up, and then opened it.

Since it was a gift for her anyway, I didn't stop her.

I held the tissue out to her and watched her open the package.

"They're so beautiful!" Her eyes practically lit up when she saw the earrings. "Did you buy this for me?"

I nodded slightly. "Thank you for buying my parents' last works without hesitation. They may be inexpensive, but they are my way of expressing my gratitude."

Song Yafei smiled radiantly and held out her hand to me, "Help me put this on."

I hesitated for a moment, but still took the earrings and put them on her.

A gentle breeze blew by, filling the balcony with fragrance—her natural scent, the aroma of flowers, and the smell of food.

This left me feeling a little lost for a moment, as if we had gone back to the past.

On the lawn, she nestled against me, and we basked in the sunlight, dreaming about the future.

After putting on the earrings, Song Yafei took out her phone to check the effect of the earrings.

She shook her head from side to side, looking quite satisfied.

My intuition was right; the price of the earrings instantly paled in comparison once I put them on.

Song Yafei's气质 (qi zhi, a combination of temperament, bearing, and style) instantly elevated the value of these earrings.

"Your taste is as good as ever." It was rare to receive such affirmation from her.

"I'm glad you like it."

Song Yafei handed me her phone, saying, "Take a picture for me."

Then, on the balcony of this guesthouse, I took many photos of Song Yafei to leave traces of her visit.

These photos quickly appeared on her WeChat Moments, and she left a comment on them: "It's a dream come true now."