Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Chapter 830 Part 1 Going Home

Miao Zihan actually refused, which was actually within He Shasha's expectations. After all, everyone has to have a face, especially when such things are really done in a very secretive way, and no one will make it public. Seeing that Miao Zihan was embarrassed to take on this matter, He Shasha's body softened and she was about to kneel on the ground to beg for help.

He Shasha was already like this, what else could Miao Zihan do? With no other options, or half-heartedly, she nodded and agreed, and so something like this happened tonight. Otherwise, He Shasha wouldn't have been so depressed when she sent Feng Sizhe away. Indeed, any woman who sees her husband going to another woman's arms must feel very uncomfortable. Even though there are thousands of reasons, the painful feeling is hard to let go.

"No, Zi Han, I don't hate you, nor am I annoyed with you. It's just that you know this kind of thing, how can it be done without certain preparations? I don't think I really can't do it." Feng Sizhe couldn't be so heartless and push Miao Zi Han aside, so he had to stand there and explain to her.

"Okay, Sizhe, don't you understand yet? Sasha can't have children anymore! That's right, maybe you are a generous person and you won't think too much, but have you ever thought about what Mr. Zhao will think, what Mr. He will think, what your Zhao family will think, and how Sasha will gain a foothold in your family in the future. She doesn't want to spend the rest of her life humbly looking at other people's faces, so for this reason she did a feat comparable to what you did that day, which is to sacrifice her own feelings, just to make you happy and make the Zhao family happy. If I think about it, she will be happy too, do you understand?" Seeing that Feng Sizhe seemed unable to adapt to this change, Miao Zihan had to shout in a somewhat hoarse voice to explain to Feng Sizhe the feelings of a woman.

The words "He Shasha will also be happy" struck Feng Sizhe's heart. Standing here at this moment, Feng Sizhe thought that what happened tonight might really be what she wanted. He remembered that before they got married, she once said that as long as he treated her well, she would not object to him having other women outside. At that time, he just regarded this as a casual remark, but now, things have developed to this point, which may be something that even Feng Sizhe and He Shasha did not expect.

Feng Sizhe stood there without moving. He was just thinking about one question, that is, if she went back like this, would He Shasha be sad? She gave herself a chance, but she didn't take it. What else do you want her to do? She wants to hold her head up in the Zhao family and in front of him. As the granddaughter of Mr. He, she has her own dignity. She doesn't want to beg for pity from others, but hopes to gain everyone's sincere respect through her efforts and sacrifices.

"Sizhe, please don't leave tonight. It can be considered as an explanation to me or to Sasha, okay?" Seeing Feng Sizhe standing still, Miao Zihan felt a glimmer of hope, which accelerated the persuasiveness of her words, and persuaded Feng Sizhe not to leave.

Tonight, Miao Zihan was really determined. She deliberately sent away all the people who had served her grandfather in the villa, and even asked Qiaoyu to set up a cordon within a few miles radius, not allowing anyone to come in, so as not to disturb her and Feng Sizhe. She had been waiting for six years, and now it was indeed time for an explanation.

Standing here, Feng Sizhe could feel Miao Zihan's body temperature. Standing here, he could feel both his own heart and her heart beating fast. Everyone's heart was beating very fast, perhaps because they were too nervous.

Under Miao Zihan's urging, Feng Sizhe finally sat back on the sofa. Miao Zihan then raised the red wine in her arms and said, "Come on, Sizhe, let's have a drink. This is your favorite Lafite. I prepared it especially for you."

Facing the wine and the beauty, under the dim light, Feng Sizhe was indeed intoxicated. Of course, he was not drunk, but intoxicated. He knew that maybe tonight he and Miao Zihan would have a result, and from then on, the way they were called brother and sister would no longer exist. "I want to ask you, are you really going to serve as the secretary of the Municipal Youth League Committee tomorrow? This is not specially arranged for tonight, right?"

"No, this is true. I have a flight tomorrow morning, and you and I will be thousands of miles apart. Unless it is necessary, I don't think it will be easy for us to meet. Okay, Sizhe, don't talk about those things anymore. Tonight's time is precious. Tonight's time belongs only to the two of us. Dear Zhe, come close to me and kiss me..."

The red wine reflected on Miao Zihan's face and made her heart burn with heat. With the help of the red wine, Miao Zihan took the initiative. She leaned towards Feng Sizhe and also offered him her bright red lips that had never been tasted by any other man.

Feng Sizhe is not Liu Xiahui, he is a young man, a young man with a fairly healthy body, and he also has his needs. He hasn't touched a woman for a long time since He Shasha became pregnant. At this moment, Miao Zihan's lips were just at his lips. How could he bear it? Immediately, under a primitive impulse, his lips moved forward, and then the four lips intersected, reflecting the most beautiful scene of the night...

When a ray of warm early morning sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains onto Feng Sizhe's face as he lay on the bed, he finally woke up.

I only remember that Miao Zihan was very crazy last night, asking for it again and again, and Feng Sizhe, in order to show his masculinity and physique, also gave it again and again. Finally, I don't know what time it was, he fell asleep, and now when he woke up and looked at the watch, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

He looked around, and there was nothing else except the pillow and the lingering scent of Miao Zihan's body. "Zihan, Zihan, are you there?" After putting on his pajamas, Feng Sizhe got up and looked for Miao Zihan.

When I arrived at the small restaurant, I saw an envelope left on the table. I reached out and picked it up. It was left by Miao Zihan. "Dear Zhe, the morning and evening are ready. Just reheat them when you want to eat. I'm leaving. I think I may have boarded the plane now. Well, you performed very well last night. You didn't let me down. I will always miss you. Remember, next time I come back, you must take the initiative to find me, otherwise I will be angry. - Love you Zihan."

Looking at the short letter left by Miao Zihan, Feng Sizhe smiled. It was like a note his wife left for him before going to work. Well, she left now. It was better to leave. At least it wouldn't be so embarrassing for now. He thought that maybe he, Sasha and Zihan would need some time to figure this out.

The world is big, and the stomach is the biggest. After Feng Sizhe found something simple to eat and heated up, he first went on a journey to fill his stomach. Then he called Chen Hu. When he learned that they were waiting outside the villa, he asked them to drive the car over because he had to go to work at this time.

On the way to the office, Feng Sizhe thought about it and decided to call his wife He Shasha.

He Shasha had been waiting for this call by the phone. To be honest, she didn't sleep well last night. She was thinking about whether things would go smoothly, and whether Feng Sizhe would come back in the middle of the night. It was under this contradiction that she endured the whole night, and now she was still waiting by the phone. She already knew the result, and now she only hoped that Feng Sizhe would not forget her kindness, and that she would be satisfied if he could still remember her after he arrived at the unit and call her.

He Shasha grabbed the phone as soon as it rang. "Honey, this is Sizhe. I'm on my way to work now. I want to tell you that I've already had breakfast. You don't have to worry too much. Take care of yourself and take good care of Xiao Yueqing."

"Yeah." Hearing that Feng Sizhe's voice was no different from before, and he still cared about her as always, He Shasha finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't work too hard, take care of your health, I'll wait for you to come back for dinner in the evening." He Shasha responded to Feng Sizhe.

"Okay, wife, I will go home in the evening." Feng Sizhe nodded in agreement.

Feng Sizhe had been busy all day, and he had no time to think about other things at work. Shenzhou Tangsheng Bank had just been established, but people who came to borrow money quickly formed a long queue. Most of these people were people who could not borrow money from the national bank, but some of them had good ideas or good projects in their hands. They were in urgent need of funds, so they came here to seek a way out. Of course, there were also some state-owned enterprises. Although they also borrowed some money from the national bank, it was far from enough, and they came here for sufficient funds.

The methods of those who come to borrow money are very different. For example, some state-owned enterprises simply use their shares for mortgage loans, while some private enterprises give up most of their profits in order to borrow money. There are also some individuals with ideals, goals, and good projects who take out half of their profits and distribute them to Shenzhou Tangsheng Bank, just to raise their first pot of gold in their lives.

Facing these people, the Foreign Bank Preparatory Bureau naturally had a lot of work to do. The Propaganda Office needed to sort out the complete information of these people, the Liaison Office needed to inquire about the other party's details and creditworthiness, the Reception Office was responsible for the temporary food and daily life of these people, and the Office was responsible for everything. In the end, the large amount of sorted information was sent to the Deputy Director He Wenbao, and He Wenbao screened it and took down some orders that he thought were useless or inefficient in the short term, and only took some orders that he thought were suitable and sent them to the Director Feng Sizhe.

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