The Female CEO Falls in Love with Me

(Platinum author Ao Wuchang, after completing "My Wife Loves Me," launches the new sister piece "Unscrupulous Emperor" (Book No.: 1638954) for those who enjoy Ao's style, do not miss out.)

But after he finished his shower, he found a message on his phone from Yu Xiaodi, asking if he had fallen asleep.

Li Yan found it amusing and replied, "Even if I was asleep, you woke me up. Luckily, I didn't switch to silent mode, otherwise, I wouldn't have known."

Finding out that he hadn't slept, Yu Xiaodi quickly responded, "How have you been lately? Do you have time to come over and hang out this weekend?"

Li Yan initially wanted to say 'same old,' but knowing she genuinely cared, that seemed too perfunctory. After thinking for a moment, he mentioned the promotion. "Not bad, got promoted to supervisor. Hmm, so I won't be in the same department as your teacher Wen."

"Really? Congratulations." Yu Xiaodi's text seemed to be filled with her excited laughter, although it was unclear if she was happy for Li Yan's promotion or for him separating from Wen Qianyi, or perhaps both.

"It's just that way for me."

"Oh, I just remembered..."

"Hmm? Remembered what?"

Initially, Yu Xiaodi responded quickly and only then remembered, Zhang Yurong! Isn't she the CEO of Paradise Group? She is Li Yan's wife, so isn't it normal for him to get promoted? This is also her caring for him, a gesture of goodwill, right?

"Your boss is your family, huh... Actually, I also hope she treats you better, but if that's the case... you might leave me..." Yu Xiaodi sighed a bit helplessly.

Li Yan was speechless, forgetting this aspect. Even with the promotion, it seemed like it was due to relying on his wife, which really took the taste out of it.

Now she brought up a topic he found hard to answer, so he replied, "It's late, you have classes tomorrow, better rest early."

"Yes, oh, you have work tomorrow too, then... Goodnight."

"Hmm, bye-bye."

Li Yan exhaled, feeling entangled and tired of sorting things out.

Just after putting down the phone, Yu Xiaodi continued messaging.

"Can you say goodnight to me?"

Uh... Li Yan was a bit sweaty, when she said "goodnight," he just said "bye-bye," hardly caring, and not polite at all.

"Of course, goodnight, sleep early." He sent a new message.

"Do you know why I emphasized 'goodnight'?" Yu Xiaodi sent another line.

Seeing this, Li Yan guessed she wasn't sleepy and still wanted to chat, while earlier he wanted to change the subject, it wasn't that he had nothing to talk about with her, and he wasn't annoyed, so he continued chatting along and asked, "Why?"

"Because 'goodnight' is very special..."

"...? What's special about goodnight?"

"Hehe, let me tell you the secret of goodnight!"

In Li Yan's view, it could be a newly interpreted term circulating among girls, waiting for her so-called secret. Unexpectedly, she edited her message one after another and sent several lines, telling a story:

One day, Heaven had a holiday, and an angel came down to earth. To relieve his boredom, he told a girl, "I can grant you one wish, power, money, beauty, love..." The girl thought seriously, and the angel felt a bit anxious. If she asked for wishes he couldn't fulfill, it would be quite embarrassing. Above all, she must see how mighty the angel is, I want her to admire me, I want her to be grateful to me!

"I wish to hear you say goodnight to me every night before bed!"

The angel was surprised by such a simple wish, suddenly feeling that it was a large issue being applied to a petty matter.

"Okay, that's easy!" The angel didn't even think much before agreeing so easily.

The girl was also overjoyed, her heart full of anticipation that her wishes would come true day by day.

At night, on QQ, the angel said to the girl, "Goodnight!" and sent an emoji representing a goodnight kiss. The girl fell asleep contentedly, with dreams emanating a sweet flavor. Occasionally, when there was no internet, the angel would call her, say goodnight, and kiss her forehead on the other end of the line, wishing her sweet dreams.

No one knew when it started, but the angel began to get busy with his own affairs, perhaps too busy to even say goodnight. So every night, the girl waited eagerly for her goodnight, only to fall asleep disappointed each time. In her dreams, she stood far away, watching the busy angel, who perhaps was too busy to remember their goodnight promise, thinking maybe when he had time, he would make up for all those missed goodnights.

Ultimately, the angel became so preoccupied that he forgot about the girl and finally flew away forever, taking with him many unpaid goodnights.

A long time later, on a day when Heaven was on holiday, a large group of angels came to the mortal world. They asked the girl, "We can help you fulfill a wish each, power, money, beauty, love..."

But the girl did not voice her wish. She knew it was a simple wish impossible to fulfill, not even by an angel.

The real angel was actually the girl herself, and the goodnight was just to tell you, "I will miss you!"

...

Li Yan finished reading and felt exasperated. What a bunch of nonsense story, couldn't it have ended with just the last sentence? Girls at this age always make up melancholy stories as romance just to have a reason to write new lines.

However, he didn't want to dampen the spirit of someone who worked so hard to type so much, so he replied, "That's it? I understand, I'm thinking of you too."

"Silly... that's not it. What's the pinyin for goodnight? Wan an. Try typing it with the computer's pinyin input method? Wan can type out a single character or be a shorthand for wo ai ni. So, typing the pinyin wan an represents: I love you, love you! ... Or it can be: I love you, An."

Reading this message, Li Yan was slightly moved. Earlier, he thought her laboriously sent story was a bit childish, but now he understood her painstaking intentions!

The story she told, her "goodnight" secret, could actually be condensed into a simple sentence of a few words. But she still chose to take a big detour, expressing it in such a roundabout way. Because her heart was also uneasy, afraid that it would cause him embarrassment, pressure, or scare him away!

Between the two of them, it was mostly Yu Xiaodi who was proactive, and she didn't just once publicly express her liking for Li Yan. Whether in front of friends, her parents, classmates, Wen Qianyi, or even Zhang Yurong, she bravely admitted it while enduring pressure from all sides.

Perhaps modern people like to split hairs; who knows when it started, people began treating "like" and "love" separately. To most, "like" can be broad, but "love" is unique. In romantic terms, "love" is an advanced stage of "like." Although Yun Country people nowadays are quite open, even in gender issues, deep down, they still carry traditional genes.

So, to many, "like" can be expressed, "love" should not be said lightly. It represents exclusivity, commitment, responsibility... The relationship between the two is like "dating" and "marriage." Hence, you see celebrities often dating but rarely marrying multiple times; the same goes for ordinary people.

Celestial Continent People are different; to them, "love" is "love," and when you don't love anymore, you just don't. When in love, they can get married, and when not, they divorce. So, you see many top stars dating multiple times and also marrying multiple times; it's the same for regular people too.

Probably due to such relations, Yu Xiaodi, even with her intentions very clear, hadn't formally said "I love you" so directly; she's a girl, no matter how proactive, she has her maidenly shyness. And knowing Li Yan was indeed married made it even more inconvenient for her to say it easily, lest it might hasten the end of their relationship.

...

"Haha, okay, I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed, you sleep early too." Probably seeing Li Yan's lack of response, Yu Xiaodi sent a message with forced cheerfulness in disappointment.

Reading this message, Li Yan, who was sighing, immediately replied: "Mmm, then... goodnight."

That's right! He used "goodnight"! After knowing the secret this word represents between lovers!

As a girl, Yu Xiaodi undoubtedly bore much more pressure in this relationship than the average girl. Initially, it was the pressure from identity and age, which a bold girl who dared to love and hate could withstand. But after seeing Zhang Yurong and knowing Li Yan was truly married, the burden on her young shoulders became much more severe! Her daring passion, actively pursuing true love, turned into an act of being a third party, disrupting someone else's family!

In the Yun Country people's view, in such situations, both the male lead and the third party would be despised and scorned.

For a girl who gave and endured so much for him, how could Li Yan be so stingy with just a "goodnight"? After her roundabout expression, he also sincerely said, "Goodnight."

This short message made Yu Xiaodi, who was a bit disappointed before, tremble with excitement and send another message, "Hey, uncle, are you sure you didn't get it wrong? Don't say goodnight casually; you can say goodbye."

"No mistake, Xiaodi, goodnight."

Holding her phone, Yu Xiaodi couldn't help but let out an excited shout, startling her already sleeping roommates. She paid no mind nor explained, quickly sending a string of messages: "Uncle, goodnight! Goodnight! Goodnight! Goodnight! Goodnight! Goodnight..."

Looking at the texts, Li Yan could imagine Xiaodi's expression at that moment and couldn't help but sigh, this girl, giving so much yet asking so little, so easily satisfied... (The month's end is near, the old debtor still hasn't lost heart, not giving up on aiming for the top six, asking my brothers for Monthly Pass support!)

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