CIATB Chapter 230 Unaware of Her Husband, Commander Lin Yourong
Chapter 230 Unaware of Her Husband, Commander Lin Yourong
Chapter 230 Unaware of Her Husband, Commander Lin Yourong
Not long after.
The ringtone on the phone stopped abruptly, the call was connected, and Yu Songnian's teasing voice came through:
"Brother Huan, what good news do you have for me?"
As the song "It's You" ended, Yu Huan picked up the remote control with one hand, pressed it twice lightly towards the TV, and turned the volume down slightly.
He got straight to the point: "Songnian, if you're not busy tomorrow, could you help me transport a motorcycle to the county?"
"Is it the one in the garage? When you went to Guangzhou before, Sister Orange showed us around. It's so cool!"
Yu Huan smiled and asked, "Is this thing lucky?"
“No problem at all! I also have ramps here. Just push it onto the car and secure it with a few cable ties.”
"You sound like you're very familiar with this business."
"I've helped people with their luggage a few times before! Of course I know what I'm doing!"
Yu Huan pondered for a moment: "Transport electric vehicles?"
"Correct."
"This motorcycle weighs about three or four hundred pounds, much heavier than an electric bike. Are you sure it's okay?" Yu Huan asked repeatedly.
"Of course, no problem!" Yu Songnian said decisively, then changed the subject and said, "But Huan-ge, this motorcycle has been sitting for several years, you'll probably need to get it serviced before you can ride it."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan nodded slightly: "The main things that need to be changed are the battery and engine oil."
"Coincidentally, a good friend of mine works in auto repair in the county—"
"Then just take it to him. Then let your fourth uncle know."
"Okay, I'll finish at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon and wait for you to get off work."
Yu Huan hesitated for a moment before asking, "Is your brother-in-law still in Xingcheng?"
“The two siblings went back to the county with Sister Chengzi a few days ago.” Yu Songnian paused, “Oh, and one more thing, they also cleaned up the shop.”
"Okay, then come over at five o'clock tomorrow night. We'll have roasted duck with jujube wood for dinner!"
"Okay, remember to get me a can of Coke."
Yu Huan smiled and said, "No problem!"
After saying goodbye to Yu Songnian, I had just put my phone down from my ear when a WeChat message popped up on the screen.
Wife: 'Honey, you have three minutes. Hurry up and get yourself ready!'
What do you mean?
His gaze lingered on each word of the message, his fingers gently stroking his chin as he fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
It looks like a group of people at the table started talking about him; her cousin or aunt wanted to see him in person.
He quickly got up and walked towards the bathroom.
After turning on the light, as the darkness dissipated, he stood in front of the sink, picked up a razor, and skillfully shaved off his stubble.
Then, he wet his hands with water and tidied his messy hair a little.
After tidying up her appearance, Yu Huan sat back down on the sofa.
After only a short wait, Lin Yourong's video call request appeared on the phone screen.
He sat up straight, touched the screen lightly with his fingers, and accepted without hesitation.
After a slight pause, a pair of clear, bright eyes appeared on the screen.
Just as Yu Huan caught a glimpse of Lin Yourong's pretty face with light makeup, a deep, resonant, and magnetic male voice blared from the loudspeaker:
"My brother-in-law is indeed quite handsome; he has a very refined appearance."
"Yeah, he's handsome and over 1.8 meters tall, otherwise how could he have your cousin so smitten?" Sister Ru teased from the side.
Only his voice is heard, but his person is not seen.
"Wow, you're over 1.8 meters tall?" the male voice asked.
"His height is 1.83 meters." Lin Yourong took over the conversation, her face calm and her tone indifferent.
However, in Yu Huan's view, the smile in her eyes betrayed her.
The image on the screen gradually zooms out.
It seems Lin Yourong moved the phone further away.
Yu Huan saw a slightly overweight man standing to the side behind Lin Yourong. He was wearing half-rimmed glasses and was leaning down to look at the camera.
Although he looks to be in his early thirties, he is very mature and composed for his age.
As they talked, Sister Ru's big head also came over from the side and leaned close to Lin Yourong's shoulder.
At this moment, all six pairs of eyes are focused on the phone camera.
Stare at him.
Yu Huan was just about to greet Lin Yourong's older cousin—
"Is this a video chat? Let me see!"
A woman of medium build suddenly appeared beside the eldest cousin, leaning closer and peering over Lin Yourong's shoulder to get a good look:
"Yeah, even though the video on the phone is a bit blurry, you can definitely tell he's a handsome guy."
Lin Yourong's lips curled slightly upward, and she said casually:
"Don't praise him like that, or he'll get carried away. I don't think he's that handsome. I'm with him because he has a good personality."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but secretly grumble to herself:
Did you not know that your husband was Lin Yourong?
At this point, we have to give her some face.
He didn't respond to her comment, but maintained a warm and polite smile, nodded slightly, and greeted the people on the screen: "Hello!"
The words have not yet fallen.
A plump middle-aged woman, holding a swaddled baby, squeezed into the screen's view, shielding her older cousin behind her.
She looked him over carefully, then praised, "This must be my nephew-in-law, right? He's quite handsome."
Lin Yourong quickly introduced, "This is my aunt."
"Hello, Auntie," Yu Huan blurted out.
"Hello, hello," my aunt replied with a smile.
Lin Yourong raised her hand, palm up, and turned to point to another young woman behind her: "This is my sister-in-law."
The woman who was called upon quickly replied, "Just call me Sister Qing."
"Hello, Sister Qing." Yu Huan greeted him with a polite smile.
Suddenly, Lin Yourong's cousin's large head peered into the camera from the other side, almost taking up the entire screen.
Yu Huan quickly greeted him with a smile, "Hello, cousin."
"Brother-in-law! Let's get to know each other properly during the New Year, and have a good drink together." My cousin's smile and words were very warm.
After speaking, he slowly straightened up and gradually disappeared from the screen.
“He’s allergic to alcohol and can’t drink.” Lin Yourong immediately interjected.
"is it?"
Yu Huan could only hear her cousin's somewhat regretful voice.
Lin Yourong nodded, then looked at the camera and said, "Okay, darling, let's talk again when we have time!"
"Okay, goodbye, wife." Yu Huan waved.
With a "beep" sound, the video call ended.
Yu Huan leaned back, sinking into the soft sofa, a sense of relief welling up from the bottom of her heart.
My fingertips reached for the remote control on my side and I turned up the TV volume. I listened to some soothing, original soundtrack music for a while.
The singing lacks emotional depth, sufficient breath support, and penetrating power, especially in the high notes, which rely almost entirely on strained shouting.
These are all his problems.
Lin Yourong, on the other hand, represents the other extreme.
perfect!
This music album contains ten songs, but with Yu Huan's focused listening, it felt like only a moment had passed before she listened to the last song.
This wasn't because he had a procrastination problem; he was completely captivated by Lin Yourong's singing.
Seeing that it was almost 7:30, Yu Huan resolutely turned off the TV and DVD player and went to the bedroom balcony.
He plugged the SM008 microphone into the laptop's USB port and began to experiment, recording demo vocals.
A series of "Ah-oh-goo" sounds echoed on the quiet balcony.
The recording process didn't take much time, but the subsequent audio editing took him quite a bit of effort.
In pursuit of perfect pitch, he made repeated adjustments until he was satisfied.
There's nothing I can do; my voice is what it is, so I have to rely on technology to improve it.
Since it was a demo song that wasn't going to be leaked anyway, Yu Huan thought for a moment and decided that adding a little electricity wouldn't hurt, in order to make it sound less like a plain, unnatural voice.
After a series of actions, the matter was temporarily resolved.
It's quiet at night.
Yu Huan shifted from sitting upright and concentrating to slumping in her computer chair, letting out a long sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.
He used the mouse and clicked play.
The intro is introduced by the piano, and after a simple and romantic melody, the main verse begins with the drums, bass, guitar, and violin playing together. The vocals "Ah-oh-oh" slowly appear, and the accompaniment gradually changes from melodious to passionate and heavy.
After listening to the entire song from beginning to end, I found that there were still some minor flaws.
Although this was just a sample and the accompaniment would definitely need to be re-recorded, Yu Huan thought that since it was his work, it should be as perfect as possible.
A glance at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen showed it was already 11:47 PM.
We've decided to leave some details for tomorrow and not rush things.
He stood up, stretched, and released all the fatigue from the night.
She closed her notebook, walked lightly to the guest room, and pulled out a pair of dusty dumbbells from under the bed.
I've been telling Lin Yourong for days that I want to work out and get eight-pack abs.
However, lately I've been busy from morning till night and I'm so exhausted that all I want to do is lie in bed and sleep, so my fitness plan to get eight-pack abs has been put on hold again and again.
At that moment, he gripped the dumbbells tightly and tried to do a few curls, but found that he could not even complete one set. He was panting heavily and felt that he had no strength left.
Yu Huan thought about it for a moment and realized that she still had to start with manual rehabilitation. After all, her body hadn't been properly exercised for several months, so it was a difficult start to everything.
I then put the dumbbells back in their place and did half an hour of bodyweight exercises, mainly focusing on my abdominal muscles.
It was a cold winter night, and although he hadn't sweated much after his workout, he still took a hot shower to relax.
After drying my hair, I suppressed my hunger, drank a glass of warm water, and went straight to bed.
Yu Huan knows that fitness is 30% exercise and 70% diet.
The main goal now is to lose some of the extra fat around the abdomen and reveal the original abdominal muscle contours. Just control your diet and exercise more.
The sun rises and the moon sets.
Friday, September 1st.
That night, Yu Huan slept exceptionally well until the alarm clock pierced her eardrums, gradually waking her up.
I stretched my hand out from under the warm blankets, groped for my cold phone next to my pillow, and turned off the alarm.
Before I even opened my eyes, I could hear the pattering of rain coming from outside the window on the balcony.
At this time of day, the room would normally be brightly lit, but it was still somewhat dim.
If it weren't for the alarm clock, Yu Huan would probably have thought it was five or six in the morning.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes, checked the weather forecast, and learned that the rain would stop by noon and tomorrow would be a sunny day, which put his mind at ease.
After exercising and lying in bed all night, I felt sore all over.
But that didn't stop him from getting up, getting dressed, washing up, picking up his umbrella and going downstairs; everything was in perfect order.
In the howling wind, I pulled open the garage door.
My eyes lingered between an electric scooter and a BMW, but I decisively chose the latter in this weather.
Despite the wind and rain, I got off the bus with an umbrella, bought two large meat buns, and started eating them as soon as I arrived at work on time.
After arranging today's work, Wang Xianjiao sent all the articles she had written in advance to her work email.
Wang Xianjiao was checking her work schedule when she noticed a new email notification from Brother Yu. She immediately clicked on it to take a look.
The email body clearly states:
"Today, relevant departments launched a special campaign to clean up the internet. These two articles aim to support and endorse the relevant departments' effective supervision. They are published on all platforms without attribution."
"Clean Internet Campaign? Anonymous?" Wang Xianjiao murmured softly.
The more important the news, the less likely it is to be signed, as this directly represents the collective opinion of the department and is therefore more authoritative.
Seeing the size of the two files, she knew it must be a formal, lengthy press release.
What major event has occurred?
She quickly clicked to download two Word document attachments and reviewed them briefly.
The title of the first document is "It's time to regulate the entertainment news created by paparazzi!"
A quick glance revealed that the entire article was a direct criticism of paparazzi.
A sense of surprise welled up in her heart.
Driven by curiosity, I opened the second document:
Say No to Vulgarity in Entertainment!
After reading it, Wang Xianjiao was even more surprised and couldn't help but keep thinking "Holy crap!"
Looking around and seeing her colleagues working diligently, Wang Xianjiao quietly got up and walked to Yu Huan's desk.
"Deputy Director Yu." He called out her title quietly during work hours, then asked, "Who wrote these two articles?"
Yu Huan glanced at Wang Xianjiao and calmly uttered a single word: "Me."
After speaking, he looked back at the computer screen.
Upon hearing this answer, Wang Xianjiao couldn't help but exclaim "Holy crap!" in her mind once again.
As a newcomer to the new media department, she now understands things thoroughly. Although Brother Yu was previously a reviewer, he wrote very well, but he generally didn't personally handle the articles.
Jiangnan Morning Post was the first to report on the shooting incident, and its sharp commentary put it in the spotlight, resulting in a surge in followers across major social media platforms.
Brother Yu himself has become famous because of this.
The second time, they were the first to report on the 'Wong Ka Kui New Year's Eve party being forgotten' incident, which became a hot topic in the entertainment industry.
Wang Xianjiao strongly suspects that this second report is somewhat related to Lin Su, otherwise Brother Yu wouldn't be so concerned about Zhejiang TV's New Year's Eve gala.
Now, Lin Su has just been attacked with smear articles and online trolls, and then Brother Yu personally wrote an article for the third time. It's hard not to make connections in her mind.
I couldn't help but sigh to myself, "Brother Yu is truly a die-hard fan of Lin Su."
Wang Xianjiao suddenly realized that perhaps as soon as Brother Yu received the news of the Clean Internet Campaign, he was deeply moved because he had been paying attention to Lin Su's case these past few days, and immediately started writing it.
(End of this chapter)