Ye Shutong’s gaze flickered before she gave a light smile and said, "Then let’s see who can outlast the other."
"The new energy project has co to an end, and HI Group has no other cooperative projects with Ye International," He Jingyao said with a faint smile. "So, I think we probably won’t be seeing much of each other from now on."
"There will always be so projects you can’t refuse," Ye Shutong said, her red lips curving into a smile. "The Ye Family has made many sacrifices to support President Zhuo’s rise to power, and now it’s ti to get our payback."
He Jingyao chuckled carelessly, "Then we’ll talk when you have a project that I can’t refuse."
Ye Shutong revealed a confident smile, "There is one recently..."
"Hold on, I need to take a call," He Jingyao said, as he heard his phone ring, rudely interrupting Ye Shutong. He picked up the phone, put it to his ear, and answered coolly.
Then, whatever the other person said, the color drained from his face!
"The daughter of Duke Leslie, Gu Zhenni?" he repeated hoarsely. "Are you sure?"
He paused, took a deep breath, "I understand."
After that, he hung up the phone forcefully, his fingers clutching the cell phone, trembling slightly. Dark emotions swirled in his eyes, as if a storm was brewing.
Ye Shutong furrowed her brows, "What’s wrong?"
"Miss Ye, our cooperation has concluded. Please refrain from entering my office again," He Jingyao said indifferently, giving her a glance before grabbing his coat from the sofa and striding away.
Ye Shutong was stunned for a mont, then hurriedly followed, "He Jingyao!"
However, she was quickly stopped by Adam.
Adam’s tone was calm but firm, "Miss Ye, please go this way."
Ye Shutong’s face turned ashen, and she turned to say, "I’ll wait for him in my office."
"Sorry, without the president’s permission, you can’t go in," Adam continued with a smile.
Ye Shutong’s face grew even uglier.
***
State Guesthouse.
Assured that Ning Yichen had left, the woman hiding in the bedroom finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Gu Zhenni? When did you change your na? It sounds so ugly!" Next to her, a small boy about three or four years old wrinkled his nose.
She sighed and rubbed the little boy’s face, "I didn’t expect the person coming to receive us would be him..."
Ning Yichen seeing her would certainly tell He Jingyao, and then... what should she do?
The boy’s eyes lit up, "Was that man just now my dad?"
"...No," she said solemnly, hugging the boy tightly in her arms, a trace of sadness flashing across her face. "Haven’t I shown you a picture of your father..."
"I forgot," he declared confidently, his expression unabashed. "I have a bad mory."
"...Do you want to et your dad?" she asked seriously after so thought. "I could..."
"Ah! Gu Zhixi! You heartless woman, you want to abandon again!" The boy panicked and began to struggle in her arms.
"Who said I was abandoning you! Stop making a fuss!" Zhixi said, trying to contain her laughter and tears as she secured his little body. "I’m just..."
The little boy huffed and scuffed his feet on the ground, "You just don’t plan to keep , I heard it all!"
"What did you hear?" she asked, curious, turning her son’s face towards her.
"I heard you talking with grandpa about sending to the He Family," the little boy said slowly. "If grandpa hadn’t been reluctant, you would have done it a long ti ago."
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