819: Chapter 814 The Notoriously Doting Husband

Lin Sen swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty, his gaze fanatical as if he had seen God.

"Boss, forget a few... With this emotional logic, Tian Shu is now a god in the digital world."

"It can understand greed, it can understand fear. It can stir up a financial tsunami on Wall Street with a single sentence, and it can also trick a core executive of a rival company out of their encryption key with a love letter."

"This is dimensional reduction strike."

Shen Yan nodded in satisfaction, walked over, and patted the shoulder of Gu Changfeng, who was still in tears.

"Old Gu, it seems I need to add another zero to your consulting fee."

Gu Changfeng roughly wiped his face, picked up the manuscript from the ground, and tucked it back into his embrace like a treasure.

"Money is nothing! I'm going to erect a monument for Alexei! Right on top of this building!"

Shen Yan smiled, didn't pick up the topic, raised his hand, and glanced at his wristwatch.

Five o'clock in the morning.

Outside the window, the first ray of sunlight in Jinghai City pierced through the clouds, spilling onto the Rock Technology building.

"Alright, everyone disperse. The Technology Department's bonus is doubled this week."

"Also, if anyone leaks even half a word about today's events, I will let them know what true 'social death' means."

Shen Yan's tone was flat, but everyone detected a hint of bloodlust.

They all nodded vigorously; this level of business secret was something that could cost several lives.

Shen Yan walked out of the laboratory, and Chen Guangke immediately stepped forward, handing him a cup of hot coffee.

"Brother Yan, Sister-in-law just called. She asked if you arrived."

Shen Yan took the coffee but didn't drink it; instead, he held it in his hand to warm his palm.

The previous domineering aura of controlling lightning instantly dissipated, replaced by the softness of an older man.

"Give me the car keys. I'll drive back myself."

"Huh? You just flew back, and you pulled an all-nighter. Can your body handle it?" Chen Guangke was a little worried.

Shen Yan shook his neck, producing a crisp 'crack'.

"Going back to accompany my wife and child for breakfast—that's how I recover my vitality, understand?"

With that, he grabbed the keys and strode toward the elevator.

The moment the elevator doors closed, the system's notification sound rang out again—the crisp, pleasant completion sound for a mission.

[Congratulations to the Host for completing the Epic Mission: Puzzle of the Soul.]

[Reward: Estimated market value of Rock Technology increased by three hundred percent.]

[Random Drop Reward: Primary Quantum Communication Encryption Technology Fragment × 1.]

Shen Yan looked at the newly dropped reward without even lifting an eyelid.

For him now, this kind of technology was merely icing on the cake.

What concerned him more was the WeChat message Liu Hui had just sent.

["The porridge is ready. There are salted duck eggs that you love."]

This felt more reassuring to him than any quantum technology.

Shen Yan drove the low-key black SUV, speeding along the empty elevated highway in the early morning.

The Jinghai was waking up, with countless people rushing about for their livelihoods.

And he, just now in that cold laboratory, had personally pressed the switch leading to the future.

When he arrived home, the villa was quiet.

Shen Yan quietly pushed open the door and changed into his slippers.

A faint gurgling sound came from the kitchen—the sound of congee bubbling in the clay pot.

Liu Hui was wearing a loose house dress, standing with her back to him, chopping side dishes. Her hair was casually tied up at the back of her head, with a few stray wisps hanging down her fair neck.

The scene was so beautiful that Shen Yan stood at the doorway for several seconds.

Perhaps due to the telepathic connection between husband and wife, Liu Hui suddenly turned her head. The moment she saw Shen Yan, a warm smile bloomed on her face.

"You're back? Go wash your hands quickly; you smell of smoke and engine oil."

She didn't ask if the deal was done or how much money he made.

She just disliked the smell on him and handed him a warm, damp towel.

Shen Yan took the towel and wiped his face; the feeling of fatigue instantly washed away by more than half.

"Huihui."

"Hmm?"

"Our Branch Company is preparing a new project. I want Old Gu to mentor the new recruits. Can you help look after his daily life?"

Shen Yan spoke while walking to the cradle, looking at his sleeping son, Shen An, unable to resist poking his chubby cheek with a finger.

Liu Hui finished serving the porridge and placed it on the dining table, giving Shen Yan a sidelong glance.

"I know. Is that the strange old man you messaged about? Don't worry. Grandma Liu is free lately; it's good to have someone to keep her company."

"By the way, where is Youyou?"

Shen Yan didn't see his daughter and felt a little disappointed.

"She's still sleeping. She insisted on waiting for you last night. She held that unicorn doll and muttered for a long time, saying Daddy was a great hero who was going to save the world."

Liu Hui smiled and shook her head, her tone full of doting affection.

Shen Yan sat down at the dining table, took a sip of the warm millet porridge, and felt a comforting warmth spread through his stomach.

Save the world?

Perhaps.

But for him at this moment, guarding the peace on this dining table was the greatest heroism.

As for 'Tian Shu,' which had just awakened and was about to cause a global sensation, it was merely the strongest armor he had forged for this family.

"Oh, husband, that..." Liu Hui suddenly hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yan put down his spoon.

"That General Manager Qu from Tianhai Group sent an invitation through someone yesterday. He said there's a charity gala next week and invited our whole family to attend."

Shen Yan paused, a hint of playfulness flashing in his eyes.

Tianhai Group, which had been high-profile recently but was suppressed by their company?

It seemed they had heard some rumors and wanted to sue for peace.

"We'll go. Why wouldn't we?"

Shen Yan picked up a salted duck egg, gently cracked it, and the red oil flowed out.

"It's a good opportunity for me to show the people of Jinghai that Shenyan Group, Rock Technology, is no longer the soft persimmon they can easily manipulate."

Since he now possessed the sharp sword of 'Tian Shu,' he needed a whetstone to truly display its edge.

This charity gala was probably going to be even more exciting than that auction.

The red carpet at the entrance of the Tianhai Hotel stretched all the way to the street corner, and the frequency of the camera flashes almost matched the lightning during a heavy storm.

A black Cullinan silently slipped through the crowd and stopped steadily at the main entrance.

The car door opened, and a pair of gleaming leather shoes stepped onto the red carpet.

Shen Yan adjusted his cuffs—they were the deep blue sapphire cufflinks that Liu Hui had specially chosen for him before they left.

He didn't rush to get out of the car. Instead, he turned and extended his hand, pulling out Liu Hui, who looked somewhat constrained.

Today, Liu Hui wore a perfectly tailored silver-gray evening gown. Around her neck was the "Tear of the Deep Sea" that Shen Yan had bought back from Sotheby's last week.

The former housewife who used to circle around the stove now stood under the spotlight, exuding a gentle, grand composure.

"Don't be afraid, hold onto me."

Shen Yan's voice was soft, yet it felt like a stabilizing force.

Liu Hui took a deep breath, linked her arm with her husband's, and straightened her back.

The sound of shutters instantly intensified.

"It's General Manager Shen from Rock Technology!"

"Is that his wife beside him? She has such great poise. I heard she stuck by General Manager Shen through thick and thin before."

"Nonsense. Who in Jinghai doesn't know that Shen Yan is a notoriously doting husband?"