Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  When He Yidu returned to his bedroom, he sat down on the bed and fell backward, staring blankly at the crystal chandelier above his head.

  At No. 14 Research Center, he spent over ten hours in the lab every day, so he didn’t have the time to think about Lin Shuang when things got busy. But, now that he was in a relaxed state, he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

  He frowned and felt quite irritated. He wondered if he was out of his mind because he actually somehow understood why Lin Shuang didn’t want to get married to a man who could influence her emotions.

  He exhaled and put an arm over his eyes before cursing in annoyance, “F*ck it!”


  …


  When An Rong knocked on the door and came in, she found He Yidu sitting on the carpet and leaning against the bed. There were empty metal cans strewn across the floor, and the ashtray was filled with cigarette butts. He seemed to be working on something as he had a laptop on his lap.

  “Mom.” He Yidu snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and moved to stand up.

  “Just remain seated.” An Rong motioned to him to sit back down before opening the curtains and the windows for ventilation. She went back to him and sat on the bed.

  He placed the laptop aside and looked at his mother. “What’s the matter?”


  Since he was all grown up now, An Rong didn’t feel comfortable asking him questions about his relationship. So, she went straight to the point. “Your grandma misses you and wants us to go visit her.”


  He Yidu’s eyes moved a little at the mention of Country D, but he didn’t say anything.

  “I know you’re busy,” An Rong continued saying, “so we’ll just stay there for a day or two.”


  He Yidu looked up. “Mom, I’ll video call Grandma later. I’m busy with work lately, so I can’t leave.”


  ?When he remembered Lu Chengzhou’s message, He Yidu’s teal eyes darkened as he fell deep in thought.

  An Rong didn’t expect to hear this answer from He Yidu even after using his grandma as an excuse.?

  An Rong said insistently, “Bring your work with you then.”


  The He family was thriving, but the current patriarch, He Zhiwen, only had one son, He Yidu, who was ranked seventh in the family.

  An Rong and He Zhiwen had always respected He Yidu’s opinion, but since both were insisting that he go to Country D this time, He Yidu thought that this trip wasn’t as simple as going to visit his grandmother.

  A lot of balls were held for the upper-class society in Country D, which was simply a huge matchmaking session.

  When he remembered how his grandmother had kept asking him whether he had a girlfriend, he really didn’t want to go and join in on the fun. “Mom, I’m really busy with work. I’ll explain it to Grandma later, so you and Dad just count me out and go ahead.”


  Just then, He Yidu’s phone rang.

  It was an invitation to a video call from Madam André.

  When He Yidu accepted the call, a smiling foreign old lady with exquisitely groomed gray hair appeared on the screen. She had grayish-blue irises, high brow bones, deep-set eyes, and a distinctive nose bridge. Even though she was well past her prime, one could still tell that she was a stunning beauty in her youth.

  A servant could be seen serving her coffee.

  “Yidu.” Madam André greeted her grandson in excellent Mandarin.

  “Grandma,” He Yidu greeted back in a respectful, gentle, and elegant manner.

  An Rong greeted the old lady as well. “Mom.”


  Madam André nodded and looked at her daughter. “Have you mentioned it to Yidu?”


  Before An Rong could say anything, He Yidu cut in. “Grandma, I have a lot on my plate right now, and the project can’t be delayed. I’ll go visit you again another time.”