After parting with Chen Ajia, Su Weiyi returned to the apartment. It was already the end of February, and soon it would be March, then Sheng Yanxiao’s twenty-first birthday was coming.

She wanted to prepare a birthday gift for him, a grand gift.

Su Weiyi took a shower, lay on the bed, thinking about the birthday gift, and unknowingly fell asleep. She didn’t even know when Sheng Yanxiao returned.

When Sheng Yanxiao returned, he saw a soft light in the bedroom. Su Weiyi was lying on her side in a curled-up position, her smooth hair scattered on the pale pillow, her small face delicate and fair.

Sheng Yanxiao walked in lightly, sat quietly by the bed for a while, then backed out, went to the bathroom on the other side to shower, lay down again, and held the person on the bed in his arms. Feeling her soft body and the faint fragrance all over her, Sheng Yanxiao felt completely fulfilled.

This was the scene he had been longing for three years, finally realized, yet it seemed never enough.

The person in his arms, he wanted to hold for a lifetime, protect for a lifetime, and guard for a lifetime.

Sheng Yanxiao’s lips curled up slightly, but soon he remembered something and froze.

He was turning twenty-one soon. Originally, according to the previous plan, he should have gone to study abroad in the United States after graduating from high school. Later, he chose Q University, and Mr. Sheng did not oppose, but it was agreed earlier that he would go to the United States for training after graduation. He was the heir of the Shengshi Group; no matter how talented or composed he was, the business training was not to be underestimated.

Sheng Yanxiao had initially agreed. The Shengshi Group was the result of generations of the Sheng Family’s efforts, and it was also the vast business empire he intended to offer Su Weiyi.

Of course, he wasn’t joking, but Su Weiyi’s sudden departure completely disrupted his original plans, creating a rift between him and his father. He insisted on staying and waiting for the woman in his arms to return.

And his father gave him a final deadline of twenty-one.

It was approaching, should he take her away?

The sixteen-year-old Sheng Yanxiao thought so, but now, he had grown, matured quite a bit, increasingly able to think from her perspective.

The current Su Weiyi had finally returned from a foreign land, and she now loved her job, every day was fulfilling for her.

Perhaps she didn’t realize it herself, but Sheng Yanxiao clearly saw it.

Sometimes Su Weiyi would talk to him about her work, her eyes sparkling, was he going to ask her to temporarily give up everything here?

It’s not a big deal, but Sheng Yanxiao couldn’t bear it.

In fact, the reason he could so easily forgive her sudden departure in the past, and so easily understand her hesitations and burdens back then, wasn’t without reason.

His university startup was driven by interest, and also because he happened to encounter such an opportunity, so he went for it.

But Sheng Yanxiao also heard many voices, except for a few people around him, almost ninety percent of people believed that his flourishing success wasn’t because he was so capable, it was just because he was Sheng Yanxiao, the heir of the Sheng Family.

So, whether it was negotiating partnerships or attracting investments, it was a thousand times easier than for ordinary people.

After all, the Shengshi Group was a big presence; even if they didn’t invest, he wasn’t lacking money, besides, who wouldn’t want to connect with the future President of Shengshi?

Sheng Yanxiao heard this a lot.