yournovel Chapter 405 Let me see what's going on
Chapter 405 Let me see what's going on
Chapter 405 Let me see what's going on
Time flies like an arrow; before we knew it, it was noon.
After the meal, Yu Huan, as usual, took over the cleanup work, standing in front of the kitchen sink, slowly washing the dishes.
The sound of running water from the tap was particularly clear in the quiet kitchen. He washed the dishes skillfully, and habitually turned his head to look out the window.
The torrential rain outside the window, which had been pouring down, seemed to have been controlled by the gradually tightening rain curtain in the sky, and had now turned into a light drizzle.
The things outside the window were shrouded in a layer of rain and mist, making everything appear somewhat hazy.
Yu Huan quietly watched the dreamlike rain scene outside the window, but his hands never stopped moving. He turned the bowls and chopsticks over and over, and the dish soap foam kept appearing and bursting in the water.
After washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen in an orderly manner, Yu Huan wiped the water off her hands with kitchen paper and turned to walk into the living room.
I saw Lin Yourong sitting on a small stool by the coffee table, her head slightly lowered, holding a small mirror in one hand and an eyeliner in the other.
The pen tip gently touches the eyelid, intently drawing the eyeliner.
Yu Huan smiled slightly and said jokingly, "Wife, you're already as beautiful as an angel without makeup. With makeup on, you'll be absolutely the center of attention!"
Lin Yourong slightly raised her eyes, and the humorous joke made the corners of her mouth involuntarily turn up.
"Whether I'm the center of attention or not isn't important," she said softly, glancing back at the makeup mirror as she expertly applied her eyeliner. "For important occasions, a little light makeup makes me look more formal and shows respect to everyone."
Yu Huan nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly, and said, "Indeed, otherwise people would think you don't value it enough, just like when we first met at your house—"
The words have not yet fallen.
Lin Youren couldn't help but chuckle.
She gently placed the eyeliner in the makeup case and quickly interrupted him, "Why are you still thinking about something that happened so long ago? Why do you have to bring it up?"
Yu Huan coughed slightly.
He stood to the side, hands on his hips, and said in a different tone, "What I mean is, you're so beautiful even without makeup. I didn't dare look at you for long, afraid I'd lose my composure and do something embarrassing—"
"You're such a smooth talker!" Lin Yourong turned slightly to the side and lightly punched his thigh.
She looked at him with her eyebrows curved, her eyes seeming to hold countless stars.
She then asked, "Darling, are you ready for the demo of 'The Wind on the Way Home'?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan pulled a shiny silver USB drive from his pocket, waved it at her, and said with a beaming smile, "It's all done. The demo has been copied to the USB drive, so don't worry."
Lin Yourong slightly raised her chin, and the delicate lines appeared even more graceful under the light.
Her gaze shifted slightly, landing on Yu Huan's slightly disheveled hair. She pouted, revealing a reproachful expression.
"Go wash your hair, it looks like a bird's nest. Dry it and then come back, I'll fix your hairstyle."
Yu Huan subconsciously smoothed her bangs back and chuckled, saying, "It is a bit messy, I'll go wash it now."
After saying that, he hurriedly walked into the bathroom.
Yu Huan quickly washed her hair and then took out a hair dryer from the cabinet under the sink.
With the gear set to maximum, a whooshing sound of hot air rushes out.
He fiddled with his hair haphazardly, trying to get the hot air to dry it quickly.
After quickly finishing, she rummaged through the cabinet above the sink to find hair wax, and then strolled into the living room.
I looked up and saw my wife holding her phone to her ear, making a call.
Yu Huan strolled leisurely to the sofa, slumped down as if she had no bones, and quietly looked at Lin Yourong's profile.
When she's without makeup, she looks like a fresh and quiet girl next door.
With a touch of makeup, she instantly became stunning, radiating light like a jewel illuminated by the sun, drawing attention.
Her expression was serious and focused, and she nodded in agreement from time to time.
A short while later, he hung up the phone.
Lin Yourong turned her head and looked at Yu Huan.
She had noticed long ago that this guy was staring at her without blinking.
Lin Yourong smiled, tilted her head slightly, and said coquettishly, "What are you looking at? Why are you staring at me like that?"
Yu Huan smiled and replied, "My wife is so beautiful, I can never get enough of looking at her."
talking.
He shifted his body slightly closer to Lin Yourong and asked curiously, "Was that Sister Ru on the phone just now? What's going on with her?"
Lin Yourong put down her phone, picked up a comb and tidied her bangs: "Sister Ru is getting her car repaired at the 4S shop. Luo Ruiyang's secretary told her that she doesn't need to pay anything extra, she just needs to go through her insurance."
"He's a big boss with hundreds of billions in assets, he's really generous," Yu Huan couldn't help but praise.
Lin Yourong smiled and said, "Sister Ru said that she has to bring a case of Moutai to Jiangxin Building during the Chinese New Year."
As a popular gift, Moutai is typically sold in boxes of six bottles, also known as "original box Moutai".
It is usually at least 10% more expensive than loose Moutai. Although they are the same product, the valuable part is not the cardboard box, but the collectible value behind it.
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan was slightly taken aback, then chuckled and said, "Luo Ruiyang is so generous, she should shed a little money to thank him properly."
A thoughtful look flashed in Lin Yourong's eyes, but she quickly smiled nonchalantly and said, "Sister Ru also said that the other party probably knows what she does and should also know my identity. Her words seemed to be trying to trick her into revealing information."
A hint of understanding flashed in Yu Huan's eyes:
"For a big boss like Luo Ruiyang, if he really wanted to know someone's social background, it would be a piece of cake. Not to mention your recent past, you were the most beautiful girl in the School of Marxism back then, and you were quite famous on campus. There's also a lot of information about you online; you can find a lot with just a simple search. If he really wanted to investigate, he could easily connect all these clues. How could he possibly hide your identity from him?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong spat lightly and said coquettishly, "What 'campus belle'? That's just something made up by bored people. I don't believe it!"
Although she denied it so firmly, the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile.
This smug little face made Yu Huan unable to help but chuckle.
Lin Yourong's gaze fell on Yu Huan's slightly disheveled hair, which had been hastily dried, and her eyes suddenly softened.
She beckoned over and said, "Come here, let me fix your hair."
"Yes, ma'am!" Yu Huan immediately shifted her position and handed her the hair wax.
Lin Yourong took the hair wax, her slender fingers gently lifting the cap, and then scooping out a small piece into her palm. She rubbed her palms together gently, feeling the hair wax gradually warming up in her palms, and then began to apply it to Yu Huan's head, her fingers nimbly moving through his hair, styling it meticulously.
Not a moment.
After getting ready, the couple didn't linger and went out downstairs when the clock on the wall struck one o'clock.
The light rain gradually stopped, but the air still retained a dampness from the rain.
As soon as they reached the doorway in the stairwell, a gentle breeze blew by, bringing a chill that made Lin Yourong, who was wearing a trench coat, shiver. She quickly reached out and hugged Yu Huan's arm.
Yu Huan turned her head to look at her fair and slender neck, stopped in her tracks, and asked with concern, "Shall I go upstairs and get you a scarf?"
"No need to trouble yourself, we'll be doing indoor activities all day anyway." Lin Yourong pulled him along and continued walking.
"Okay." Yu Huan nodded and moved closer to her.
They arrived at the garage together.
Lin Yourong let go of his hand, crossed her arms and stood aside, watching him bend down to unlock the roller shutter door.
A smile played on her lips beneath her mask as she said in a light tone, "Honey, you look quite refreshed now that you've dressed up."
"So, tell me, aren't you handsome?" Yu Huan raised her eyebrows and said jokingly, a bright smile on her face.
He had looked in the mirror before.
After Lin Yourong's meticulous grooming, even he couldn't help but exclaim upon seeing himself in the mirror, "It's truly fate that I'm this handsome."
The roller shutter door rose with a rumbling sound as Yu Huan pushed it up, and then quickly stopped.
Lin Yourong looked at Yu Huan, whose eyes were deep, and nodded with a light smile.
Although Yu Huan was slightly smug, this time, for the first time ever, she didn't argue with him, but instead unequivocally replied, "Handsome~"
Upon hearing Lin Yourong's praise, Yu Huan laughed and said, "It's all thanks to my wife's skillful hands. I'm all thanks to you for tidying me up; otherwise, how could I look so presentable?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Yourong chuckled, her clear laughter echoing in the cold air like silver bells.
The little BMW slowly drove out of the garage, its wheels rolling on the still slightly damp ground, making a soft "sizzling" sound.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Yu Huan lightly applied the brakes and casually held the steering wheel with one hand.
After Lin Yourong locked the garage door and got into the passenger seat, Yu Huan gently pressed the accelerator, and the engine emitted a deep and powerful roar.
The BMW gradually drove away from the residential area and onto the main road.
The number of vehicles on the road was slightly less than usual at this time.
Yu Huan, his gaze fixed intently on the road ahead, broke the brief silence: "Honey, you've been recording songs in the afternoons for the past few days, haven't you?"
With the Spring Festival approaching, the work schedule at work was very tight. In addition, Yu Huan also had to squeeze in time to work on demos and keep an eye on the cryptocurrency market. He didn't have time to slack off and chat with his wife or keep track of her work progress.
"Mm," Lin Yourong replied.
She lifted the brim of her hat slightly, revealing a pair of bright eyes, and turned to look at Yu Huan's profile, saying:
"Actually, the best time to record is at night, but if we record at night, it might finish too late, which would clash with your sleep schedule~"
Yu Huan couldn't help but glance at Lin Yourong slightly. Their eyes met, and both of them smiled gently.
He quickly looked away, continuing to stare at the car in front, and joked, "So you mean I'll be home tonight, and you don't want to neglect me because of work? You don't want me to be alone at home, and you want to stay home with me?"
When Lin Yourong heard this question, she reached out and pinched his arm through several layers of clothing, but did not answer him directly.
Instead, she said with a smile, "Recording in the afternoon has its advantages. People's mental state is relatively stable, and they won't get tired as easily as recording at night."
Yu Huan chuckled and then asked, "Wife, you said before that 'Red-Haired Girl' was almost finished recording?"
Lin Yourong nodded: "We haven't recorded a short section of opera singing in the chorus, nor the Kunqu opera recitation, but we'll definitely finish the vocal part today."
"I understand," Yu Huan replied thoughtfully.
What he knew was that Lin Yourong had put a lot of effort into this song, taking online classes every night.
The BMW drove smoothly on the slightly damp asphalt road, the water mist kicked up by the wheels drifting away with inertia, leaving faint traces in the air.
On the way, Lin Yourong turned slightly to the side and briefly explained the situation to Yu Huan.
For example, Hu Jiyan, the founder and owner of Mousse Music, was recording for her. In addition to the two industry leaders, another well-known female singer, Shang Wenjie, was also there that night.
Amidst the casual conversation, the scenery outside the car window kept receding, and soon the little BMW had left the Liuyang River far behind.
The roads were slippery due to the rain, but Yu Huan remained focused and serious as he steadily drove his BMW into the Malanshan Cultural and Creative Park.
His gaze swept around the windshield.
The buildings in the park are full of modernity and artistic flair, and the glass curtain walls of several high-rise buildings reflect a hazy light in the fog.
The camphor trees lining both sides of the road appeared even more lush and verdant after the rain.
As the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar scenery came into view, Yu Huan couldn't help but laugh and say, "I passed by here several times a few years ago, and it was still overgrown with weeds. The changes now are truly earth-shattering."
His voice was full of emotion, and as soon as he finished speaking, he continued, "Of course, everything has changed a lot in the past few years."
Lin Yourong smiled and raised her finger, indicating, "Darling, that building is the office building of Muse Music. You can park your car in front of it."
Yu Huan looked in the direction she pointed and saw a three-story building whose outline was hidden in the mist, covering a very large area.
"Does Hu Jiyan know that I'm here now?"
Upon hearing Yu Huan's question, Lin Yourong thought for a moment and then shook her head, saying uncertainly, "He probably doesn't know. It depends on whether Sister Ru has told him."
Yu Huan nodded slightly.
There were no cars in the park, so he focused his gaze on the office building of Muse Music not far away, and sped away with a light touch of the accelerator.
As the distance closed, the details of the office building gradually became clearer, and the bright red logo of 'Muse Music' stood out prominently.
The BMW slowly reversed into the parking space in front of the office building.
Yu Huan turned off the engine and pulled the handbrake.
As he unbuckled his seatbelt, he turned to Lin Yourong and jokingly said, "Let's go, let me see what's going on."
(End of this chapter)