"Baby son, why are you in such a hurry? Your mother has already made arrangements."
"Got it."
"Let me tell you, I've already sent someone to pick you up. They should be on their way now. You better behave, understand?"
"Don't touch anything, I want to play."
Zhao Yunhai's head ached upon hearing the noisy sound of mahjong from the other end of the phone, so he casually ended the call after a few perfunctory words.
His mother was a housewife whose only hobby was gathering with friends at home to play mahjong.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yunhai's expression involuntarily turned strange.
Because he also recalled that when he was a child, he had discovered a wall full of firearms in his mother's dressing room.
Besides being a housewife, his mother was also a world-renowned dark arms dealer.
She owned an organization called Dark Water Security Group overseas. As for what industries Dark Water Security Group was involved in, it goes without saying, those who understand will understand.
This Dark Water Security Group was internationally renowned, and wherever there was war, Dark Water's firearms would be on the battlefield, harvesting lives like the Grim Reaper.
The AK series firearms produced by Dark Water Security Group had always been deeply loved by ruthless bandits for their affordability and durability.
As long as there was war, business would flourish. If such a security group were to go public, its market value would only soar, making it a surefire profit.
The call Zhao Yunhai had just received was from his mother. She hadn't said what she wanted him for, and when he asked, she refused to elaborate, saying she would tell him when he arrived.
However, he couldn't see anyone picking him up at the airport's arrival hall.
Zhao Yunhai curled his lip inward, feeling a bit puzzled but with no outlet for his frustration. After all, it was his own mother, so he had to endure it. What was the big deal?
Meanwhile, in the Zhao family villa on the outskirts of Yunshui, Qin Siwan held a good hand of mahjong, a full suit with a single honor.
But Qin Siwan's cheerful demeanor was clearly not due to her good hand. It was obviously because of the recent phone call.
"Sister Qin, are you planning to welcome a grandchild?"
A plump noblewoman played a card, asking with a curious gaze.
The other two also looked at Sister Qin with curiosity. If the future heir of the Zhao family was planning to get married, then the future daughter-in-law of the Zhao family would be someone they needed to pay attention to.
They even considered introducing the most outstanding girls from their own families to Sister Qin, but unfortunately, the Zhao family's decisions were not something they could influence.
Although the Zhao family did have arranged marriages, they generally followed the wishes of the family members. Only such marriages could achieve the best results.
These three women, being able to play mahjong with Qin Siwan, the mistress of the Zhao family, were all genuine wives of influential families.
In this place, Jingzhou Yanjing, where throwing a brick could hit an official or a noble, their husbands were all powerful figures controlling great authority in Yanjing.
Qin Siwan played a card and smiled, shaking her head. "Not quite ready to welcome a grandchild yet. It depends on my son's own wishes when he decides to get married."
She would naturally not force her precious son to marry. Even if Zhao Hongwen urged her for grandchildren, as long as her precious son was unwilling, she would help him fend them off.
"I must say, Xiao Hai is such a filial child. He rushed back as soon as he got a call. Unlike my son, who doesn't come home no matter how I call."
"Yes, yes. My son often plays with Xiao Hai and has never learned Xiao Hai's filial piety."
"With Xiao Hai returning this time, Sister Qin might not be able to play cards for a while again."
The three women chatted, making Qin Siwan beam with joy. Although she knew they were flattering her, as long as the topic was about her precious son, she couldn't help but be happy.
All three knew that Zhao Yunhai was Qin Siwan's darling, born with a silver spoon in his mouth and doted on by Qin Siwan since childhood.
"Alright, let's continue playing. I won't be able to play once my baby son is back."
Qin Siwan only stopped playing mahjong when Zhao Yunhai was at home, simply because Zhao Yunhai disliked mahjong.
...
Zhao Yunhai sat in the passenger seat, his gaze frequently falling on the woman driving.
If he had known it would be like this, he wouldn't have come. But since he was here, he couldn't just turn back.
"I'm very curious why my mother would introduce a woman to me. You know I never lack women."
Zhao Yunhai stared directly at her. He couldn't forget this woman after the first glance, and she gave him an indescribable special feeling.
Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her fair cheeks bore a faint blush, and her bright eyes held a tenderness that stirred the heart.
Her thin lips, exhaling like orchids, were painted with a light rosy lip gloss, making one want to taste them.
A white top with a cat pattern, a pink pleated skirt, and a pair of casual white shoes. The simple outfit was stunning, fully demonstrating the woman's extraordinary charm.
"I know," Yang Hui said, pouting slightly, her voice like fragrant mist.
"Isn't it normal for a man to have women?"
"Besides, Aunt Qin also said that if I can get along well with you, I will be the woman who officially appears in your Zhao family tree in the future."
"The other women are merely fleeting encounters with you, just playing along. No matter how many there are, they can't threaten me."
This answer made Zhao Yunhai's eyes light up. He looked at her with surprise and asked, "Knowing all this, you still came. Aren't you unwilling at all?"
Yang Hui chuckled softly, her gaze fixed ahead. "To marry into the Zhao family, aren't I the luckiest and happiest woman in history?"
"My mother always says that people should be content. Contentment leads to happiness. Dwelling too much on certain things will cause one to lose a lot."
"You are the future heir of the Zhao family, and I will be your legally married woman in the future. Other women will only envy me then."
Zhao Yunhai grinned and looked her over with curiosity. "What's your name?"
"Yang Hui, the Hui from a wise heart," Yang Hui replied softly.
The ethereal and touching voice as she spoke made Zhao Yunhai narrow his eyes. Her voice was very comforting to him.
"You are a wise person. You see things quite clearly."
Zhao Yunhai turned his head away from her. Honestly, this was the first time he had encountered such a woman.
She was very different.
At least she was direct about being attracted to his family's status, which was normal.
There was no beating around the bush, and she even gave him the impression of being virtuous and gentle. The women raised by the Yang family were indeed remarkable.
"The Yang family of Zhongzhou?" Zhao Yunhai asked.
He searched his memory and immediately recognized the woman's origin.
"Mm," Yang Hui nodded.
The fact that his mother had introduced her meant she must not be ordinary. Her background was indeed profound.