152: House Visitors

Gu Shiyu coughed lightly and said nothing; she didn't want to make it public before the hospital examination results were out.

Song Yuan understood her and casually said,

"She's been quite tired from work lately, so her diet should be richer. Seasonal vegetables and fruits, deep-sea fish, milk, eggs, and other high-quality proteins would be good."

Gu Shiyu smiled at him from the side,

"How are you like a nutritionist?"

Song Yuan chuckled,

"Did you forget my mother was hospitalized a while ago? The doctors told me all this, and I also read a lot online."

Wang Ma, holding the plate of pistachios, said,

"Today we just happened to buy fish, and there are many other dishes. We'll make a lavish dinner tonight."

Song Yuan and Gu Shiyu went upstairs. The maid had already hung all the clothes in the wardrobe, categorized according to Gu Shiyu's usual habits. Song Yuan's clothes were also hung neatly, sorted by color and season.

Besides the clothes they brought, there were also many new ones.

Song Yuan's gaze fell on a row of well-tailored suits, each exuding a sense of luxury.

Gu Shiyu asked him,

"Want to try them on? I had them custom-made to your size. You are now the company's CEO, and your social engagements will gradually increase, so you can't be careless about what you wear."

Song Yuan marveled at his wife's thoughtfulness, how she had taken care of almost every aspect of his life. Everything he thought of, and everything he didn't, she had arranged perfectly.

Song Yuan saw that besides the extra new clothes, there was also a huge safe in the corner.

Gu Shiyu pulled him to the safe; the password was the date they registered their marriage.

Inside were many of her jewelry pieces, but on the top shelf, there were more than twenty watches neatly arranged, including both women's and men's styles.

Gu Shiyu carefully took out a tray to show Song Yuan,

"Husband, look, these few pairs are couple's watches. I had someone source them, and I only got them a few days ago. I put them in the safe as soon as I brought them back, waiting to give them to you when we moved.

Is it a little surprise?"

Song Yuan saw the expensive logos on the watch faces of those few pairs: Patek Philippe, Richard Mille, the same brand as Ji City's, and even the least expensive were Rolexes.

This…

They looked very expensive.

Song Yuan actually had little material desire; the watch on his wrist was given to him by his maternal grandfather.

It wasn't one of the common brands on the market, but it was a handmade custom piece from a renowned Swiss craftsman, which his maternal grandfather obtained by chance and gave to him before his death.

This watch held significant meaning for him, and Song Yuan wouldn't easily change watches.

However, now that his wife had prepared so many little surprises for him, how could he be a spoilsport?

Song Yuan took out one of them to try on, and Gu Shiyu also put on the matching one. They held their hands together, looking as perfectly matched as a couple.

Gu Shiyu touched his fingers. Song Yuan was tall, the kind of person with long limbs, even his fingers were longer than average.

"Song Yuan, do you know, I'm actually a hand fetishist. Do you remember our first time?"

At this point, Gu Shiyu's cheeks flushed,

"That day, you were lying on the table, and the first thing I saw was this hand of yours…"

Song Yuan raised an eyebrow,

"So, you took the drunk me to your room?"

Gu Shiyu said with a smile,

"I didn't choose the wrong person either! You teach me hacker knowledge, I want to learn!"

Song Yuan followed her to the study. The study was large enough, with two desks arranged inside, so they could use them simultaneously.

The maid had already placed their computers on their respective desks.

The books were also neatly categorized.

Song Yuan sat in front of the computer and pulled her onto his lap,

"If you really want to learn, I can teach you a simple trick to hack a regular website with no defenses, but anything more difficult isn't something you can learn in a day or two. It requires teaching you basic coding knowledge."

Gu Shiyu backed down. She was being lazy now and didn't want to touch anything that required brainpower,

"How about you teach me the simple one first."

Song Yuan opened his computer and clicked on a website he had built out of boredom as a demonstration.

Gu Shiyu's eyes were fixed on his hands,

"Are you really James?"

Song Yuan chuckled, his chin resting on the back of her head,

"The real deal."

Gu Shiyu was now full of curiosity about him. She thought a top hacker would have three heads and six arms, but it turned out he was no different from ordinary people in daily life.

In the evening, guests arrived at the house.

Song Yuan and Gu Shiyu were discussing the landscaping in the yard when the maid led the distinguished guests in.

"General Manager Song, General Manager Gu, we have guests!"

Song Yuan had just gotten his hands muddy. He looked up and saw the white-haired elderly woman, who was Madam Ji, whom he had visited a few days prior.

Song Yuan clapped his hands,

"Old Madam, why have you come?"

The Old Madam instructed the maid behind her to present the gift box,

"I heard from my son that you moved today. From now on, we'll be neighbors, so we should visit each other more often. This is something I picked out from my storeroom; I hope you won't dislike it."

Gu Shiyu greeted her with a smile,

"Old Madam, please come in!"

The Old Madam followed them into the house. Just then, the kitchen announced that dinner was ready and they could eat.

Song Yuan washed his hands and invited the Old Madam to have dinner together.

The Old Madam was quite genuine,

"Since I've arrived just in time, I won't be polite. I enjoy spending more time with you young people; it makes me feel young again!"

Today, Song Yuan and Gu Shiyu had originally planned to celebrate, and the dinner Wang Ma prepared was grand enough for guests.

At the dinner table, the Old Madam observed Song Yuan's eating habits,

"Song Yuan also likes the fermented black beans in stewed fish?"

Song Yuan looked at the piece of fish in his bowl; he had already eaten the fermented black beans off it.

"Do you also like to pick out the black beans first?"

The Old Madam shook her head,

"Not me, but my son, Ji City. When he was little and ate fish, he had to pick out and eat all the fermented black beans first before starting on the meat. At first, I thought he liked them, so I'd scoop the black beans from my plate onto his. But guess what happened?"

Gu Shiyu asked,

"What happened?"

The Old Madam revealed,

"He said he didn't like fermented black beans, so he had to pick them out first. Then he could enjoy the rest. If he didn't pick them out, it affected his dining experience. He still hasn't changed that habit."

Song Yuan's eyelid twitched, and he laughed,

"What a coincidence, I also don't like this stuff, but I don't want to waste it. I have the same idea as President Ji: get rid of the things I don't like first, then I can slowly savor the things I do like.

From a certain perspective, it's probably a preference for enduring hardship before enjoying sweetness!"

The Old Madam clapped her hands,

"Yes, you are the same type of person. My son, that man, does things just like he eats: he has his own plan. That's why he never worried me since he was little. He was always among the top three in his school, and I never even hired a tutor for him.

His study habits were even lectured by the dean to all the teachers and students in the school; many people tried to emulate him."

Song Yuan said with a smile,

"President Ji is outstanding!"

The Old Madam stared at Song Yuan for a long time, a smile in the corners of her eyes,

"When you smile, young man, there's a certain look in your eyes that reminds me a bit of my son!"