After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future

"Eat slowly, no one's going to grab it from you."

Lu Liang casually ate a few bites and then stopped, quietly watching Su Wanyu stick out her tongue from the spiciness, yet she was enjoying the meal.

He propped his chin with one hand and smiled while asking, "I remember Zheng Xiaoxuan's family runs a Chinese supermarket, don't they sell hotpot base?"

"They do, but I can't eat it." Su Wanyu looked aggrieved; when she first got pregnant, she craved spicy food but broke out in pimples after eating it just once, so she dared not eat it again.

"Sour for boys, spicy for girls, seems there's some truth to that."

Lu Liang took out his phone, opened the baby room's monitor, and suddenly laughed: "Siqing can crawl and roll over now?"

The monitoring screen showed two nannies with smiling faces, passing a rubber ball, and the little one was rolling and crawling enthusiastically to chase it.

"She didn't cry?" Su Wanyu was very surprised. Lu Liang handed her the phone: "Does she look like she's been crying?"

Sounds like a pig snorting, mixed with a duck-like baby laugh, came from the screen.

She wasn't shy, having the most fun of all.

The little one was happy, but as a mother, Su Wanyu wasn't too pleased, and she muttered, "I'm full."

"Angry?" Lu Liang couldn't help but laugh.

"A bit disappointed." Su Wanyu replied dejectedly.

Every time she left the little one, she worried that if her child woke up and didn't see her there, it would be sad.

But the little one wasn't sad, which made her a bit sad.

"It's a good thing Siqing isn't shy. If she were shy and introverted like you, you'd have more to worry about."

Lu Liang gleefully put his arm around Su Wanyu's shoulder: "Girls take after their dads, boys take after their moms. Maybe the next boy will be closer to you."

Su Wanyu glanced at Lu Liang, instantly seeing through his wily ways: "I don't want to have another one, it hurts too much."

"Darling, you wouldn't bear to see the little one grow up lonely, without siblings, right?"

"You're not the one giving birth, it's easy for you to talk."

"I really can't give birth. If I could, I'd definitely have one for you."

"Hmph~~ just sweet talk."

Lu Liang took Su Wanyu's hand: "If you're full, let's go. The procreation activity is the second half, now we still have a halftime."

"Where to now?" Su Wanyu asked, puzzled.

"Why, you seem a bit down?"

"Nope~"

Lu Liang chuckled, first taking Su Wanyu for a shopping spree at the International Financial Center, and then went to the top floor of the Global Center, the highest hotel in the city.

Winter was about to pass, it had just rained, and a layer of mist hung over the city; from a high vantage point, it felt like being in the Heavenly Palace above the clouds.

"How is it? Isn't the scenery here quite nice?" Lu Liang smiled, holding a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses.

He loved heights and broad views. If space travel technology ever matured enough, he would likely take a trip up there.

He wanted to see for himself whether Earth was indeed round and whether it was the only blue speck in the lonely universe.

Su Wanyu was lost in thought, tears welled up, and she didn't linger on the scenery for long, soon focusing her gaze on Lu Liang.

"I find you like to cry a lot, is this happy tears, or sad ones?" Lu Liang was speechless, opened the wine, and poured half a glass.

Su Wanyu suddenly turned around, cupped Lu Liang's cheeks, and kissed him passionately: "It's happy, it's joyful, and it's touching."

She had given birth to a child and had left Lu Liang, only to return to him again, and yet Lu Liang's feelings for her remained unchanged.

In the following days,

Lu Liang began the pre-Spring Festival visits.

Though he never took investors seriously, the necessary courtesies had to be observed.

Others came bearing gifts, and he couldn't be so rude as not to even return a phone call.

That afternoon, Little Wang wobbily brought a fruit basket into Lu Liang's office.

"What are you up to?" Lu Liang glanced at Little Wang and then at the fruit basket in his hand.

"I'm heading back to Beijing for the New Year tomorrow, and probably won't be back until after the holidays; can't you tell I'm here to wish you a Happy New Year?"

Little Wang placed the fruit basket on the table, picked out a pear he fancied, took a bite, and said with a grin, "A token of appreciation."

"Take it to Chen Jinchun at the door; I heard they're organizing an activity to care for lonely, elderly people recently."

Lu Liang rolled his eyes, put on his coat, ready to head to the airport to welcome the Lautburn team.

Foreigners don't celebrate the Spring Festival, so they had the time to calibrate the chassis, hoping to finish before March.

Only by fine-tuning the chassis could it be considered the final version, and the new car could be sent to participate in various competitions and tests.

"Do you look down on my fruit basket?" Little Wang looked disgruntled; there wasn't anything he couldn't afford.

He just didn't know what to gift, and showing up empty-handed didn't feel right, so he bought a fruit basket by the roadside.

Lu Liang chuckled: "Do I look like someone who eats fruits? Offer it for charity; your goodwill will count, isn't that good?"

As he was about to leave, he suddenly turned to Little Wang: "Anything important?"

"Not really."

Little Wang suddenly grinned, lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed, teasingly, "Li Manli's been off the air for four days since you trended online."

As a renowned gossip enthusiast, he wouldn't miss out on Lu Liang's romantic stories; he decided to hear it in person since he had some time to kill.

"You're just idle." Lu Liang was slightly stunned, not giving Little Wang a friendly look.

He gestured for Chen Jinchun: "Keep an eye on him; he seems to have stolen the gold bull from my desk; make him compensate tenfold."

Chen Jinchun looked confused, pointing at Lu Liang's desk: "Mr. Lu, your bull is still there."

"I said he stole it, so he stole it." Lu Liang squinted, giving a menacing look.

"The bull? I think I might have seen things."

Xiao Chen suddenly realized, rubbed his eyes, and stood in front of Little Wang: "Mr. Wang, where's our stuff?"

"What the hell, are you that unreasonable?"

Little Wang deftly maneuvered around Chen Jinchun, slipping away smoothly.

That bull was a gift he gave to Lu Liang, worth several million back then, and with the gold prices now, it's probably over ten million.

Ten bulls would be a small goal.

Chen Jinchun couldn't hold Little Wang back, let him escape, feeling guilty: "Mr. Lu, he's too strong, I couldn't hold him."

"Bonus cut in half, stay sharp next time."

Lu Liang said and left, leaving Xiao Chen wide-eyed in confusion: "Why? I don't understand? What just happened?"

Fang Shiyu parked the car in front of the building, and Lu Liang quickly got in the back, then said: "To the airport."

On the way, he called Li Manli and smilingly asked: "Why haven't you streamed lately?"

"I got a stomach bug a few days ago, didn't feel like working." Li Manli replied forlornly.

"Are you alright?"

"Much better now."

"Take care of yourself. Once I'm done with my chores these days, I'll take a break and come over to see you."

"Mm, you too~"

Li Manli lay on the bed holding a stuffed animal, her legs subconsciously swaying up and down, her toes curled in happiness.

The joy couldn't be hidden; it turned out Lu Liang was secretly watching her streams and was aware she hadn't streamed for a few days.

Ending the call with Lu Liang, Li Manli, rejuvenated, suddenly sat up in joy, smiling foolishly as if injected with adrenaline.

She enthusiastically ran out of the bedroom, shouting downstairs: "Huihui, get everyone together, call the Four Xiaotian Box, I'm going for a quick shower, and then I'll stream to make up for the time."

Meanwhile, Lu Liang arrived at the airport, a smile at the corner of his lips, put away his phone: "Young girls are easy to please."

Walking into the airport lobby, he saw Zhang Peiqiang, Liao Jie, Jin Guangzhi, and several senior engineers from the technical department.

It could be said that, just like the southern incident a few years ago, they pulled out all the stops, giving one-hundred-and-twenty percent to reception.

Lu Liang quickly approached and inquired: "How much longer until the flight arrives?"

Liao Jie replied: "I've heard it's delayed, should be another half hour or so."

Lu Liang asked again: "Is the airport willing to cooperate with our preparations?"

Xu Jiawei nodded: "Mr. Lu, the VIP car has already been driven onto the tarmac, and the red carpet is laid directly to the boarding ladder."

Lu Liang chuckled, "Let's head over then."

He knew Lautburn held equity worth over a billion, plus millions of US Dollar in annual bonuses.

But one must always try to see if there's a way to recruit them; trying gives at least a 50% chance, not trying gives zero.