Chapter 6: Holding The Hand of the Son and the Son Grows Old Together:
Chapter 6: Holding The Hand of the Son and the Son Grows Old Together:
Even though the letter was quite long, Ye Fan’s improved memory made it easy to recall.
With just a quick glance, the contents of the first letter were deeply etched in his mind.
If Ye Fan had to recite the letter backward, he could easily do so.
With a single thought, Ye Fan erased the letter’s contents.
He hadn’t realized how deeply Lin Ruowei loved him… It seemed he had overlooked her because of Lin Ruoxue.
Now, as Ye Fan thought back, he noticed that Lin Ruowei had always treated him differently than other men.
Around other men, Lin Ruowei was like a cold, distant goddess.
But in front of him, she was never cold…
“August 16th, next Tuesday, in the futures market, corn will skyrocket…”
Ye Fan perked up and quickly checked the price of corn in the domestic futures market on his phone.
He discovered that because of high inventory levels, the corn price had been fluctuating slightly since June, remaining quite stable overall.
Currently, corn was priced at 2312 yuan per ton.
If the price surged to 2950 yuan per ton, as the letter mentioned, that would be a 27.6% increase!
And on top of that, futures trading allowed for leverage—up to 20 times!
The thought excited Ye Fan.
He could get rich!
He had just received a startup fund of 1 million from the system.
With a 27.6% increase and 20 times leverage, his 1 million investment could turn into a 5 million profit!
He could become wealthy, truly wealthy!
“But to maximize this opportunity, I need more capital. The more money I invest, the more I’ll earn. Where can I get more money?”
Ye Fan pondered this question.
“Oh right, I haven’t signed in yet. Let me sign in first!”
Signing in was simple. All he needed to do was communicate mentally with the system and silently recite the command.
[Ding! Sign-in successful. You’ve signed in for one consecutive day!]
“Uh… System, does the daily check-in come with any rewards?” Ye Fan asked.
The system responded, [Daily check-ins have a chance to trigger rewards.]
Ye Fan was satisfied with the system’s reply.
As long as rewards were possible, his future seemed full of possibilities and excitement.
“Okay, husband, let’s go.”
Just then, Lin Ruowei emerged, her hair flowing down her shoulders, dragging a gray suitcase behind her.
Ye Fan stood up, walked over to Lin Ruowei, and extended his right hand. “Weiwei.”
“What?”
Lin Ruowei looked puzzled but still gave him her right hand.
Gripping her hand tightly, Ye Fan gazed into Lin Ruowei’s beautiful eyes, his expression soft but firm, and said, “Holding the hand of my love, we will grow old together.”
Lin Ruowei’s body trembled, then she smiled—a smile so radiant it could outshine the stars. “Holding the hand of my love, we will grow old together.”
At this moment, Lin Ruowei truly felt that Ye Fan was different. For the first time, she could feel his love for her.
It felt wonderful.
“Let me carry the suitcase.”
“Okay, husband.”
…
Outside, Ye Fan placed the suitcase in the trunk of the car and turned to Lin Ruowei. “Weiwei, I’ll drive.”
His parents owned a furniture store in their hometown, and Ye Fan had often driven to deliver furniture for them.
He had gotten his driver’s license the summer after high school and had gained a lot of driving experience helping his father.
“Sure,” Lin Ruowei smiled, knowing how well Ye Fan could drive, and handed him the car keys.
After getting into the car and fastening his seatbelt, Ye Fan said, “Weiwei, instead of going home right away, let’s go out for a walk, have dinner somewhere, maybe catch a movie, and then head back. How does that sound?”
“That sounds great,” Lin Ruowei replied with a smile. “I didn’t expect our first date to happen after getting married. There probably isn’t another couple like us in the whole country, is there?”
“It seems that way.”
…
Finally, Ye Fan drove Lin Ruowei to Zhengda Plaza in the Lujiazui business district, a large international shopping mall.
As soon as they exited the parking lot, Lin Ruowei’s phone rang.
After she hung up, Ye Fan asked, “Was that your mom?”
“You catch on quickly,” Lin Ruowei smiled.
“Of course.”
“My mom called to ask if we really got our marriage certificate.” Lin Ruowei said as they walked, still holding hands.
“Let’s go, I’ll buy you a new pair of shoes first.”
“Look at the leather shoes you’re wearing; they’re peeling. How can you keep wearing those?”