My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 275 Mother and Child are safe

I couldn't understand what Assistant Luo was saying, but I also knew he had no reason to lie to me.

I just can't understand how Song Yafei could give birth to a child whose father is unknown.

After all, she doesn't really like children that much.

She suggested having a child in the past, just to keep me with her.

What's the reason this time?

I can't guess, and I don't want to guess.

But my mind just wouldn't cooperate; I kept thinking about the scene when Song Yafei appeared in the video.

Although Song Yafei has access to top-tier hospital resources, I still couldn't help but worry and felt uneasy.

I spent the entire night in this mood, and I couldn't sleep well.

I barely slept, tossing and turning, wanting to call Assistant Luo to inquire about Song Yafei's condition.

Did the baby arrive safely? How is Song Yafei doing?

Is the child healthy?

Did Song Yafei suffer?

These questions kept swirling in my mind.

She kept glancing at her phone, hoping that Assistant Luo would call her.

But it never came.

I want to call, but I'm not sure if it's the right thing to do.

I even think that Assistant Luo might have asked me for help simply because he couldn't find anyone else to sign the papers for him.

So it's not as important as I thought.

Amidst this constant struggle, a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon.

I dragged my tired body to get up, wash up, and then went to the company.

If I have something to do, I think my mind won't be so preoccupied with so many thoughts.

What I didn't know was that Song Yafei went through a lot of hardship in the delivery room before finally giving birth to a son.

I saw the news the next day when I was searching for news that Song Yafei had given birth to a son and that both mother and child were safe.

The production time was a bit long, and it was tough.

I'm relieved to know everyone is alright.

Even if I have a lot of random thoughts in my mind, they are all masked by my busy work.

Since the last shareholders' meeting, my uncle has used his shares to pay off his debts.

I took the opportunity to buy these shares into my own name.

Unexpectedly, two months later, I received a cooperation agreement from Fengcheng and Su Group.

My first instinct was to refuse.

However, I believe that given Song Yafei's capabilities and the Song Group's position in Fengcheng, if this cooperation can be finalized, it will be beneficial and harmless to the Su Group.

But that may not be the case for the Song Group.

I have some doubts about Song Yafei's motives for doing this, but I also seem to have a reason that I can't refuse.

Furthermore, regarding my grandmother's situation, I have already stated that I will do my utmost to make it up to her should she ever ask for anything in return.

I think I really can't refuse.

Just then, the owner of the art studio where I used to work part-time called me.

I used to work under an assumed name in the art studio designing for her, but later I resigned because I was busy with work at the company.

The reason she called this time was that she was planning to close the art studio.

Boss Yao is a chubby 25-year-old woman. When I submitted my resignation, she sincerely tried to persuade me to stay.

But there's nothing I can do.

During the phone call, Mr. Yao indicated that he planned to close the art studio.

This was our second meeting, and Mr. Yao chose a coffee shop as the meeting place.

As I expected, Boss Yao told me directly after we met.

"The art studio is closing down. Our studio was originally set up by a few enthusiasts. Your designs were able to keep the studio afloat for a while, but now..."

Mr. Yao didn't finish speaking; he just looked at me with a somewhat serious expression.

This doesn't surprise me, after all, as a designer, success is never achieved in a short period of time.

Moreover, I've seen the abilities of those young people; they may lack some experience, but they are definitely not without potential.

Given time and experience, they are sure to be promising talents.

I didn't immediately give my opinion, but instead asked Mr. Yao, "Are you willing to give it up?"

She was still just a young girl, and her eyes welled up with tears when she heard me say that, but she was also stubborn and didn't want others to see her vulnerability.

"What can we do even if we're reluctant? We'll still keep drawing, but we'll need other side jobs to support ourselves."

They seem to be a group of stubborn kids!

Well, how can you get anything done without a temper?

Before I came, I brought some materials with me. After understanding what she meant over the phone, I had this idea.

I placed these documents in front of Boss Yao.

"If you don't want to disband, maybe you can take over my job."

Boss Yao was a little confused, but she still opened the documents I had given her.

I explained to her, "I need to replicate The Green's interior design. The design doesn't need to be exactly the same, but the general concept will be the same."

"If you are willing to take on the work, I will cover the studio's expenses. All you need to do is produce good work."

Mr. Yao kept glancing at the documents, then looking up at me with a puzzled expression.

The usually cheerful Boss Yao was surprisingly hesitant after putting down the documents.

She asked me hesitantly, "Actually, we all have some doubts. I want to know if you are the designer King?"

We've been working together for quite some time now, and I believe it's only a matter of time before they figure out my identity from my design style.

So I didn't deny it, but instead admitted my identity: "Yes, it's me."

After hearing my answer, Mr. Yao was like a tap that had been turned on, and he had a lot to say.

She rested her chin on her hand and muttered softly, "I should have guessed it sooner. Your styles are so similar, the only explanation is that you are the one."

"But I don't understand, why are you afraid to reveal your identity?"

"Your drawings are so good, why did you suddenly leave the design world?"

She asked too many questions, and I didn't know how to answer them, nor did I really want to.

He simply told her, "You can think about joining the Su Group carefully; there's no need to rush."

"Give me your answer after you've thought it through. You can come to the Su Group to find me."

Although I thought Mr. Yao wouldn't refuse, I didn't expect him to come the very next day.

Moreover, all the designers were brought to the Su Group.

Although there were only seven or eight people in the group, each of them had their own unique temperament, and their appearance at the front desk caused quite a stir.

Soon people found out that I had recruited these people for my new project.

The news quickly spread throughout the entire group, and there were plenty of people waiting to see the joke.

I didn't delegate this matter to anyone else; I left it entirely to Uncle Zhao to handle personally.

Because I know that these people may have different temperaments than ordinary people, but as long as you treat them sincerely, they can feel it.

To avoid any mishaps, I can only entrust this matter to Uncle Zhao so that I can feel at ease.