A mere five minutes after Shen Lang returned to the villa, Wang Yuyan, clad in snow-white attire, also returned.
Noticing Wang Yuyan's fatigue, Shen Lang smiled and asked, "Yuyan, have you been very busy lately?"
Shen Lang was unaware of what Wang Yuyan had been occupied with, nor did Wang Yuyan inform him.
However, everyone has their secrets, especially a married couple. Shen Lang didn't pry, trusting that Wang Yuyan would tell him if she wished to.
"I have been a bit busy, but it's mostly concluded now," Wang Yuyan said gently, looking at Shen Lang.
"Don't overexert yourself. If there's anything you can't handle, just tell me, and I'm willing to help," Shen Lang said with a smile, gently pulling Wang Yuyan into his embrace.
"Of course, I'm your little pampered wife. If I can't handle something, I'll definitely tell you. But I believe I can manage everything on my plate right now, so I won't trouble you," Wang Yuyan cooed, adding, "I don't want to be seen as just a pretty face in your eyes, so I'll do what I can myself."
"Oh, right. My uncle's family wants to invite you to dinner. The venue is First Floor, and the time is eight in the evening. You can get ready, and we'll go together then."
Shen Lang felt a sense of distaste towards Luo Dongyang's family. His previous act of saving Luo Dongyang's life was solely because he was Shen Lang's uncle. Shen Lang did not wish for much contact with this family.
However, on second thought, they were Wang Yuyan's relatives, and he had to show some respect. It was just a dinner, after all, not a major undertaking.
"Alright, my dear wife. You arrange it." Shen Lang smiled at Wang Yuyan and readily agreed.
"Husband, you are so good. Last time they were so impolite, and yet you were so magnanimous. Not only did you save my uncle when his life was hanging by a thread, but you also left without asking for any reward," Wang Yuyan said, looking at Shen Lang with deep gratitude. "I've explained things to their family over these past few days, and now they won't think of you as a swindler. So, tonight's dinner should be very pleasant."
"It's fine. I didn't dwell on past events because they are your relatives," Shen Lang said with a slight smile to Wang Yuyan. Just then, Ye Shishi opened the door and walked out, carrying her bag.
"Shishi, are you going out?" Shen Lang asked, slightly surprised to see Ye Shishi dressed so formally.
"Yes, I spent several hours reviewing Nanguo Technology's quarterly financial reports and found many loopholes. I plan to go to the company for a meeting to clarify these matters." Ye Shishi was a decisive person. Ever since she acquired thirty-five percent of Nanguo Technology's shares, she had begun the process of rectifying the company.
"Shen Lang, I won't be having dinner with you. Eat by yourself. I'm leaving now." Seeing Wang Yuyan present, Ye Shishi's expression was not particularly cheerful. Her relationship with Wang Yuyan was peculiar; both harbored a strong desire for the other to disappear, permanently. As the saying goes, rivals in love tend to glare at each other, so it would be truly strange if they could be pleasant.
After Ye Shishi left, Wang Yuyan looked at Shen Lang in shock and asked, "Husband, didn't you and Wolong each own thirty-five percent of Nanguo Technology's shares? Did you give your portion to Ye Shishi?"
"Yes, I gave it all to her," Shen Lang replied with a smile. "Although I understand how to manage a large company, I don't want to be so tired. So, let them do the hard work. I'd rather enjoy my leisure."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Wang Yuyan smiled playfully. "You truly are generous. Seven trillion, half given to a junior, half given to a lover. There's probably no one more generous in this world than you."
Shen Lang sensed a subtle shift in Wang Yuyan's tone and smiled. "Wealth has never been what I cared about. Others might not understand this, but you, my wife, should know. What I've always valued is the warmth between people. Like you, whether it's wealth and glory or eternal life, I would never abandon you."
"You, you're lying to me again." Wang Yuyan, who had been feeling a bit uncomfortable, burst into laughter at Shen Lang's words. "Given how well you speak, I'll let you off the hook this time."
Seeing that he had navigated the situation, Shen Lang's face lit up with a smile. Soon, Wang Yuyan and Shen Lang sat on the sofa and turned on the television.
Wang Yuyan adjusted the TV, and Ning Hongzhuang, the anchor from Nanling Television, was reporting news related to the miracle drug "Hope" that had emerged two months prior. In these two months, "Hope" had entered various national pharmaceutical markets, saving countless patients with terminal illnesses. According to the latest statistics, over a hundred thousand people had been saved by "Hope." As more and more people survived due to "Hope," it had become a truly sought-after miracle drug in various countries. A box of "Hope" contained three pills but had reached a price of three million US dollars, and it was often unavailable. The pharmaceutical company manufacturing "Hope" provided a fixed amount to the market each month, neither producing too much nor too little, leading to a desperate scramble for the miracle drug across countries. The price, originally set by the "Hope" company at three million US dollars per box, had now risen to fifteen million US dollars, and even higher on the black market, with some reselling it for thirty million US dollars.
"Hope?" Shen Lang watched the news and said with a smile, "It seems this is only a hope for a few. For the majority, terminal illness remains just that."
"Husband, you shouldn't think that way," Wang Yuyan countered. "Right now, they are making money from the wealthy. Once they've earned enough from the rich, they will have sufficient funds to produce more 'Hope.' Only then will those without money have a chance to obtain the medicine. I think this company has good intentions."
"Yuyan, you seem to be very fond of this company," Shen Lang said, slightly taken aback by her words, and smiled.
"Every year, countless people die of illness in this world. The advent of 'Hope' has truly brought hope to this world, so naturally, I like this company very much. What, do you not wish for more people suffering from terminal illnesses in this world to see hope?" Wang Yuyan looked at Shen Lang and smiled.
Upon hearing this, Shen Lang smiled. "Of course, I wish for them to see hope, if it can truly bring hope."
Wang Yuyan smiled, a smile of unparalleled happiness. This was the culmination of her and her teacher's and countless others' hard work. They had once resolved to change the world and bring hope to humanity, and now they had succeeded. It was just a pity that her teacher had died many years ago and couldn't see it. However, even though her teacher was gone, Wang Yuyan would carry his ideals further.