Chapter 747


    Two monthster.


    Srirano, a small ind country.


    The snow was steadily falling from the sky. asional drops of snowkes would drift along with


    the wind.


    Pedestrians huddled underneath their coats as they hurried home.


    Steffan was sitting in his office. He had the heater turned on to an ideal temperature of 28 degrees


    Celsius. It was warm and cozy.


    He was tall and wore a well-fitting suit. He was sitting leisurely on the couch and he held a cup of


    tea in his hand. From time to time, he would take a sip of tea. He had a dark, steady gaze.


    The Yintern family was very well-known in Capital City.


    Steffan was the youngest among his siblings. Even though he was the youngest in the family, he


    was not getting any younger.


    He was 38 years old that year.


    Unlike many heirs from rich and powerful families, he was mature and introverted. He was


    indifferent to fame and fortune. He was not keen on social gatherings, but he was enthusiastic about


    car design.


    In order to fulfill this dream, he studied abroad for five years before returning to the country the


    previous year. Then, under the coercion of his father, he inherited the family business in Srirano and


    became the president of the Yintern Group.


    Srirano was only a small ind country. The country''s primary sector is agriculture. The Yintern


    Group was involved in various business projects in Srirano, including luxury cars.


    Therefore, Yintern Group was very famous here in Srirano. He inherited thepany under his


    father, Genaro''s name. Srirano was not very developed yet. The cars produced were mainly


    domestic cars. Although Genaro had always been passionate about designing, he was not very


    good at running apany. Fortunately, in such a small ind country, there was littlepetition.


    Although there was not much improvement in their business, the economy was not bad.


    In recent years, the small ind country had slowly begun to develop. The country''s economy had


    improved. The most obvious thing was that the government had actually sold arge area ofnd to


    the business mogul, Hansen Richards. Their purpose was to develop the economy on arge scale


    and increase the per capita ie of


    the country.


    In this way, with the country in such a strategic geographical location, one could imagine how much


    the country''s economy would improve.


    The Yintern''s Group also felt the pressure in order to meet the market''s demands. Steffan was


    ready to reform thepany and improve its infrastructure.


    The country was sparsely popted. There was a high demand for cars in themunity. With the


    increase in economic growth, sooner orter, there would be a pursuit of cars of certain qualities in


    the country.


    As a result, there was a sense of urgency in the development of luxury cars.


    Steffan had seen thising a long time ago. After inheriting thepany, the first thing he did


    was to develop luxury cars. He wanted the car to be unique in its own way. He wanted to put into


    practice what he had learnt when he studied abroad.


    There was a soft knock on the door, apanied by the sound of high heels.


    The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he said in a calm and powerful voice, "Pleasee in."


    The door opened and a graceful figure walked in.


    "Mr. Yintern, this batch of drawings..." The woman''s voice was very delicate. She had a pair of


    beautiful bright eyes. Her body exuded elegance.


    Steffan had always been attracted to her elegance. His gaze was full of appreciation and


    amazement as it fell upon her.


    To a certain extent, Steffan could be regarded as an artist. He enjoyed all things beautiful and that


    included beautiful women.


    The luxury cars that he designed were very artistic. They were elegant and unique. It was obvious


    that they were not popr in the market, but he would spend a lot of money on production. He was


    not focused on making profits. In this way, it was destined that the luxury cars designed by the


    Yintern Group would fail.


    That was until he met the woman in front of him.


    Steffan was a very stubborn person who would not easily change his mind. However, he was fairly


    impressed by the car designed by the woman in front of him.


    Therefore, he served her profoundly.


    As expected, at the World Trade Center two months ago, they had managed to make a huge profit.


    The amount of orders received was at an all-time high. It meant that the luxury cars produced by the


    Yintern Group were on a whole new level.


    That was the first time that Steffan was willing to allow anyone to design thepany''s luxury cars.


    She managed to integrate art and the market demands into her car designs. He very quickly


    epted her designs and put them into production.


    It brought great benefits to the Yintern Group.


    It was as if he had found a buried treasure. He was ecstatic.


    "Hush, what are you calling me?" Steffan broke into a smile as he admired thedy in front of him.


    He lifted his index finger to the corner of his mouth and asked in a somewhat dissatisfied manner.


    The woman blushed a little. She corrected herself and said, "Steffan, there are some aspects in this


    batch of drawings that don''t make sense. It needs improvement."


    Steffan smiled and pointed to the couch across from him and said, "Lexantra, please have a seat.


    Make yourselffortable."


    Lexantra was a little stunned.


    This was the new name that she had given herself. She felt a little strange. She was still


    unustomed to it, especially when she heard it from other people''s mouths.


    She stood there, a little confused. It seemed that she was not used to his manner of interaction. She


    said, "Steffan, I think it''s best I stand up. I have been sitting all day."


    "Really?" he asked as he looked at her. His voice was very soft. "Dory, you don''t want to be too


    close to me, do you?"


    His tone was somewhat helpless. He looked at her with his deep and bright eyes. It was as if he


    was trying to read her thoughts.


    A year had passed.


    It had been a year since he brought her back to Srirano. From being indifferent to her at the start to


    then admiring and appreciating her. She constantly surprised him.


    However, until then, she seemed to be keeping her distance and not allowing him to see through


    her.


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    The more she behaved like this, the more interested he became, just as how he was interested to


    know her past.


    A woman who was too straightforward would not be liked by men too much.


    He roughly could tell that Lexantra was not that young. When she had been saved, she was also


    pregnant.


    However, her voice was pure and innocent. She still looked like a girl who was waiting in the


    boudoir for a marriage proposal.


    It was just that she was a little more mature and romantic. She was also quite charming but she was


    a mystery. She seemed to be a mass of mist. When touched, the nothingness would disperse,


    which annoyed people.


    There was no doubt that this woman was Jenna, who fell off the cliff one year ago.


    When Jenna fell into the water from such a high cliff, she felt a roar in her head. She could see


    nothing but white light. Then, she lost consciousness.


    When she woke up, she found herself lying on the hospital bed and when she looked up, she saw


    the man in front of her.


    She lost her memory and forgot everything about the past, including her own name.


    For the past year, there was basically nothing in her mind. The only thing she could remember was


    designing cars.


    Although Jenna had lost her memory, her talent for car design kept on improving every day. It even


    reached unprecedented heights.


    Jenna felt a little helpless when she heard how disappointed Steffan was. She had no choice but to


    take a seat at the opposite end of the couch, still feeling a little uneasy.


    Steffan was her superior and she was just a designer in Yintern Group. She knew her ce.


    "Steffan, most of these drawings are not bad, but some of them are just boring..." Jenna went to


    speak but was cut off by Steffan.


    "Dory, let''s not talk about work today. Let''s think about what we''re going to eat tonight."


    Steffan had lived in Europe and America for a long time. His thought process and habits were


    simr to those of the French.


    He did not like working long hours. Thepany had implemented a four- and- a- half days'' work


    week. No one was allowed to work during the holidays and Saturdays. Thepany prioritized


    work life bnce. It was a sharp contrast with domesticpanies who had long working hours.


    The employees who worked in the Yintern Group livedfortable lives. Although there were not


    many economic benefits, they lived fulfilling lives.