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

Chapter 146 The Studio's Crisis

She no longer held back. With a tearing sound, my shirt was ripped to shreds, and the tattered shirt fell to the ground like fallen leaves.

In the end, I couldn't resist the temptation and held her tightly in my arms.

This is the woman I've loved for decades, and I still can't get rid of her from my heart.

How could I possibly refuse her advances!

That night we were exceptionally wild, from the doorway to the bedroom, from the sofa to the bed, sweat poured out, voices rose and fell, emotions surged.

Normally I would take precautions every time, but tonight, I acted as if I had forgotten about it and did not take any measures.

And so the ups and downs unfolded recklessly on this peaceful night.

……

When I woke up the next day, Song Yafei was still asleep. Looking at her tired face, I felt extremely annoyed.

How did things turn out this way?

Not wanting to disturb her rest, and unsure how to face her, I quietly got up, washed up, changed my clothes, and went out.

Before leaving, I bought breakfast and put it on the table, then went to the studio.

Jiang Yi was very surprised when he saw me in the studio and looked me up and down.

Seeing that I looked alright, she still couldn't help but ask, "Didn't I tell you to rest at home for a couple more days? Why did you come in such a hurry?"

I looked at my colleagues outside; they all looked tired, unlike their usual energetic selves.

I closed the door to Jiang Yi's office and asked him directly, "Senior, is there a problem with the studio?"

At first, Jiang Yi tried to brush me off and refused to tell me the truth.

Later, when I pressed him too hard, he said helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to talk to you, but the professor is considering your health and doesn't want you to worry about it."

"Please accept the old man's kindness. Besides, this difficulty is only temporary and will be resolved soon."

But when he said this, he didn't seem to believe himself, and his tone was much lower than usual.

“If you won’t tell me, then I’ll go find the professor.”

I pretended to open the door, and when Jiang Yi saw this, he stopped me, "Alright, let me tell you, the professor is probably overwhelmed these days, so don't bother him anymore!"

"What exactly happened?"

"You guessed right, the studio has indeed run into trouble this time. You know, Professor Xie wanted to hold a global exhibition before."

"Although the studio has some income, it's just a drop in the ocean compared to such a large-scale exhibition."

"We've only reached the second city and we're already facing a funding shortage, but the third and fourth projects are already in the works, so there's probably no way to stop now."

"We have no choice but to keep going, but as you know, it's really hard to survive in this industry right now."

After hearing what he said, I roughly understood.

Although Professor Xie is famous, he is not the kind of person who uses his fame to make money, and he rarely shows his face in private.

However, most of those who come to the studio are doing so because of Professor Xie's reputation, and a lot of resources are lost as a result.

The only feasible solution at the moment is to go out and attract investment.

Jiang Yi must have tried everything he could, and he's probably at his wit's end right now.

As a member of the studio, I also have a responsibility to do my part.

"Senior, let me think of something too. You do what you want, and I'll try to find a solution here. If we take two approaches, we'll surely find a way."

Jiang Yi, the senior student, hesitated for a moment. "More people means more help, which is certainly good. But the professor doesn't want you involved. You know your health doesn't allow it."

"It's nothing, it's not like it's physically demanding. If you're worried about the professor, you can just not tell him."

Seeing that I had made up my mind, Senior Jiang Yi didn't say anything more.

So he nodded, "Alright then."

"Also, you can give me more work recently, which will be another source of income."

"That's what I was thinking too, so I've taken on a lot of work lately. Everyone's been incredibly busy. I'll share some with you later."

That's settled then.

Lin Qiuran is temporarily unable to work, so Senior Jiang Yi has assigned me a junior assistant.

Before noon, my assistant brought me a disc of documents.

I didn't need to stay in the studio, so my assistant helped me move my things downstairs.

While I was waiting for the bus, my assistant stood beside me, holding some things and keeping me company.

The assistant must be new, like a recent college graduate—energetic, with good ideas, creative, and very avant-garde.

We got along quite well.

Unexpectedly, while we were waiting for a car, a black car suddenly stopped in front of us.

They were moving very fast, kicking up dust, which startled us, and we instinctively took two steps back.

The assistant was caught off guard and swayed to the side. I instinctively reached out to steady her.

The assistant quickly thanked her, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

"You're welcome, it was nothing."

Therefore, they missed the chance to discover that the car belonged to Song Yafei.

"Zhang Tian."

Song Yafei stood by the car door, calling my name, and walked towards me.

President Song's imposing presence was undeniable; even the young people around him couldn't help but turn their heads and stop in their tracks.

Even his assistant was stunned and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, so handsome, my idol!"

She was talking to me so eloquently just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye she turned into a little fangirl. The contrast is really huge.

Song Yafei walked towards me and hugged my arm. Assistant Luo also came over at this time, took the documents from the junior assistant, and put them back in the car.

"Is it all done?"

I nodded.

"Come on, go home."

I was just about to say goodbye to my assistant when she waved to me and said, "Goodbye, Teacher Zhang."

Back in the car, Assistant Luo drove us back to my place. This time, I didn't need to invite her; Song Yafei just followed me upstairs.

I didn't need to cook today; she brought back takeout from restaurants outside.

During the meal, Song Yafei brought up the assistant, "Is that the new assistant you were assigned?"

"Yes, it was arranged by Senior Jiang Yi. His professional skills are good, and he has his own insights."

Upon hearing me praise her, a barely perceptible hint of alertness flashed in Song Yafei's eyes.

"Youthful, energetic, and we have common interests, do you like her?"

Song Yafei was being sarcastic. I glanced at her, and she was also observing me.

It's always been like this; whenever there's a woman around, she starts overthinking.

I said, somewhat impatiently and irritably, "What are you trying to say? Can you please stop being unreasonable?"

Song Yafei remained expressionless and placed a bowl of soup in front of me.

"What are you thinking? I just think she looks a lot like us when we were young. In the blink of an eye, we've known each other for over a decade."

I didn't bother to guess whether it was just an excuse or a sigh, and ate my meal in silence.