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Su Shen and Gu Zi exchanged a brief, meaningful glance before Su Shen spoke, his voice steady but warm. “Feel free to ask for anything, Lin Cheng. As long as it’s reasonable, I’ll do my best to fulfill it.”

Lin Cheng hesitated for a moment, then spoke, his words measured. “There’s one thing I can’t take on—the accounting. I’m more than willing to learn everything else, but I don’t have the head for numbers, especially when it comes to the books. I think the financial responsibilities should fall to Gu Zi. She’s smart, well-educated, and honestly, it makes more sense for her to handle it. Besides, as your wife, it’s only fitting.” @@novelbin@@

The Lin family’s rise had been largely thanks to Gu Zi and Su Shen. With their guidance, the family had flourished.

Lin Cheng understood the importance of perception in their world; taking on the financial responsibility would risk raising eyebrows and inviting gossip. It would be too much for anyone to claim the books as their own, especially when the success of the family was so intertwined with the work of Su Shen and Gu Zi.

Li Hua, overhearing her husband’s suggestion, couldn’t help but look at Lin Cheng with newfound admiration. Her eyes softened with affection. “I never thought of it that way,” she said, her voice filled with tenderness. “Gu Zi, you should take charge of the accounts.”

Su Shen, his thoughts already on the proposal, nodded thoughtfully. “I hadn’t considered it at first,” he admitted. “Gu Zi loves money, after all, and running the books at the pig farm might just make her happy. But I was worried it would be too much work for her. Now that Lin Cheng has suggested it, though, I’d like to hear your thoughts, Gu Zi.”

Gu Zi, who had come to visit her husband with no idea that she’d end up with a new responsibility, paused for a moment. The thought wasn’t unappealing—Su Shen was indeed working himself to the bone. If Lin Cheng didn’t take on the accounting, Su Shen would have to. But giving it to someone outside the family felt risky. It was clear, though, that if she were to take charge, Su Shen’s workload would lighten considerably.

Gu Zi had always excelled with numbers, and though her studies were on hold for a year, she had no doubt that managing the accounts would be within her ability. After all, she’d just completed her entrance exams and planned to take a break from university.

This gap year would allow her time to not only care for Su Shen but also contribute to the family business. She had no intention of being merely a consumer of wealth—she wanted to play a part in its growth.

After a brief moment of contemplation, she smiled, her decision made. “Alright, I’ll take on the accounts. As long as you trust me with it.”

“Who wouldn’t?” Lin Cheng said, grinning at her enthusiasm. “It’s your own money, after all.”

With that, the decision was made. Lin Cheng would step into Jin Long’s shoes as Su Shen’s right-hand man, but the financial management would remain firmly in Gu Zi’s hands.

Once Lin Cheng and Li Hua left, the office was silent except for the soft hum of activity outside.

Su Shen, unable to resist, moved toward Gu Zi and tried to pull her into an embrace, but she swiftly sidestepped him, her expression serious. “Let’s focus on business first. You’ve got a moment now, right? Please, show me the accounting methods for the pig farm.”

Su Shen chuckled, knowing exactly how much his wife cared about the numbers. He didn’t press, not wanting her to think that he was reluctant to let her take over. “Alright, alright,” he said with a wink, “but don’t blame me if you get tired of this job.”

He retrieved a thick ledger from his desk and gestured for her to sit in his chair. With a fluid motion, he stood beside her, pointing at the entries.

“These are records for long-term clients. They’re reliable, usually pay a deposit upfront, and settle the balance in three months. The others are on monthly accounts. When you’re doing the books, make sure you…”

Gu Zi listened intently, taking mental notes as she absorbed the information. This was her husband’s business, and as his wife, she was more than just the “boss lady”—she was a partner, and she intended to contribute fully.

As Su Shen spoke, an employee knocked and informed him that someone was looking for him. “I’ll go handle this,” Su Shen said. “You start with the books. If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask. Someone will bring lunch soon. Don’t wait for me—just eat.”

Gu Zi nodded, her mind focused on the work at hand. As Su Shen left, she looked down at the lunch that had been delivered. It was rich with large chunks of meat, the kind of hearty meal that most of the workers would devour. But Gu Zi wasn’t used to such heavy, greasy food. She had already brought something for Su Shen and planned to wait for him to return before eating together.

She stepped out of the office to stretch her legs and wandered through the building, eventually reaching the lobby.

There, she spotted the entrance to the building ajar. Her eyes followed the movement outside, where Su Shen and several young men were gathered, the leader of the group handing him a cigarette.

Su Shen accepted the smoke, and the man lit it for him. They walked further away, likely discussing something important.

Gu Zi frowned. Why would they be meeting outside? Important matters were usually discussed in private, in the office, not out in the open.