Yue Xiaofang was talking when she noticed her little niece’s gaze falling on her head.
She touched her hair.
Didn’t find anything.
"What’s wrong, Qingqing?"
Yue Qingqing looked for a moment but found that this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing; it seemed more like—
She chuckled, "Auntie, you’re pretty."
Yue Xiaofang’s face turned red, "Already forty and still thinking about looking good."
The secretary beside her flattered, "I also think you, President Yue, look younger and younger, like my sister. People would believe we’re around the same age."
Yue Xiaofang had no reaction to her words.
"Don’t flatter me. You’re only in your twenties, how could you compare?"
But the secretary didn’t feel she was lying.
President Yue herself looks good, and her features don’t show age.
In these past two years, as her career flourished, it seemed to nourish her as well, making her look vibrant.
Yue Qingqing also felt her aunt looked much more beautiful than the first time she saw her.
At that time, she was bullied, her spirit withered, and she looked lifeless, entirely unlike now, beautiful and spirited.
"Really, Auntie, have you ever thought of dating someone again?"
Yue Xiaofang pinched her niece’s cheek, "So young and worrying about so much. Dating is for you youngsters. Your aunt just wants to run the company well and not mess up everyone’s livelihood."
As the company expanded, the burden on Yue Xiaofang’s shoulders grew heavier.
Every decision she made not only affected herself but also concerned the livelihood of hundreds or even thousands of people.
Her demeanor was entirely different from the past; only in front of her niece did she remain gentle and kind.
Over the years, many men tried to get close to her.
Some were wealthy, some considerate and understanding.
Last time at an event, even a recognizable male celebrity expressed interest in her.
But having suffered enough in this area in the past, Yue Xiaofang had little interest in so-called love.
She would get goosebumps whenever a stranger approached her.
Let alone talking about dating.
Who knows what these people really wanted?
Yue Qingqing understood her aunt’s feelings, but fate is unpredictable, and you never know when it may come.
Yue Qingqing stayed in the office until the afternoon when Yue Xiaofang asked the driver to take her home.
"Go home early for dinner. Your mother misses you dearly and has been making all kinds of delicious food for you lately."
As she spoke, Yue Qingqing’s stomach growled.
"Auntie, aren’t you coming back with me?"
Yue Xiaofang pinched the bridge of her nose, "Today’s work isn’t finished yet. Auntie will come back later."
Just then, the secretary came back with food, and Yue Xiaofang asked her to put the lunchbox on the coffee table by the sofa.
"Then I’ll go first. Auntie, don’t work too hard."
Before leaving, Yue Qingqing massaged Yue Xiaofang’s temples.
Yue Xiaofang felt that, perhaps it was an illusion, but the areas Qingqing touched felt much more relaxed, and the fatigue seemed to fade a bit.
Watching her little niece’s departing figure, Yue Xiaofang sighed, thinking how thoughtful and precious the girl was. If only her child—
Thinking of this, Yue Xiaofang quickly stopped herself. She couldn’t think further.
The events of those days had left an unhealable wound in her heart, and she regretted her own cowardice countless times.
Back then, influenced by the village, she saw so many women’s miserable lives and thought it was just the norm.
Thinking too much was useless. What’s lost cannot be made up for; she could only do her best with what lies ahead.
Yue Xiaofang finished her work late into the night.
She called the on-call driver, but bad news came from the other end.
"President Yue, there’s a problem with the car. I’m checking if there’s any repair shop still open to get it fixed overnight."
Yue Xiaofang hung up the phone helplessly.
Besides her private car, the company obviously had other vehicles.
But it was too late; Yue Xiaofang didn’t want to wake someone up in the middle of the night just to give her a ride.
Forget it, let’s see if there’s a taxi on the road.
Thinking this, Yue Xiaofang walked towards the park exit.
At that moment, a dark shadow suddenly approached.