Xia Jinyuan had already pulled back his gaze; he smiled at Ye Jian: “It’s nothing, let’s go; the sooner things are taken care of, the sooner we can leave.”
They only had a short time to spend together; he didn’t wish to be disturbed.
“Mhm.” Ye Jian tilted her head and smiled brightly at him; under the light, her features were gentle, reserved, and clean, as if it was painted with water and rippled directly into Xia Jinyuan’s heart.
A very clean smile, as well as an unbending smile.
Like all those years ago in Shuikou village, where she had led him and his men through the dense forests, and pointed the way where the criminals had gone to, when she turned her head back to smile at him and his men, her pupils were calm and without ripples, her eyes shone like stars, and he had carved that image into his heart.
Ye Ying had already arrived in the conference room, with two policemen carrying live ammunition standing on each side; she didn’t dare to act wantonly like she did outside, neither did she dare to scream and make noise.
Her shoulders shook as she sat onto the cold leather conference chair; her eyes were filled with panic.
She was very afraid, so afraid that even though the meeting room was filled with warm air, her hands and feet were still frosty.
Too cold, too cold, so cold that her bones were blowing out plumes of cold air.
Too scary, too scary, so scary that her heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible pair of gigantic hands; she wanted to breathe in large breaths, but that had also become painful; she was so afraid that she had lost her freedom to breathe.
The conference room wasn’t small, just the conference table itself could hold twenty seats; in the expansive conference room, there was only Ye Ying and the two silent security guards as this time, the oppressive silence had made Ye Ying to only hear herself panting for breath.
Nobody entered the conference room immediately. Meanwhile, the ones who could enter the conference room first were Beijing Political Party’s Regimental Commander Zhong and instructors. Next was Deputy Chief of Staff Du, Madam Li, and Ye Jian.
As for Xia Jinyuan, even if they barred him from entering, he would still come in.
“Causing our Li family to lose so much face, and dared to lie to me, Li ChengLan once and again, Old Du, I want to know everything about how the Beijing Political Party will be handling this!”
The strong-headed Madam Li didn’t take out the recording after arriving in the military; her assistant had told her that the scenes inside were unsightly; if she brought it out, it would only embarrass the Du family even further.
But she was also worried that by not taking the recording out, the Beijing Political Party would only punish Ye Ying lightly, so how could she be satisfied!
All she could do was tell her husband, no matter what, the Beijing Political Party cannot dish out light punishments.
Deputy Chief of Staff Du still had no idea about what had happened; it was merely Ye Zhifan’s divorce, so how would that enrage his wife so?
She didn’t talk about it in the car, and she wasn’t telling him now, so how was he supposed to talk to the Beijing Political Party?
Besides, did she forget that the reason Ye Ying managed to get into the military was because of his recommendation, and they were handling things one day after it was reported, he wouldn’t have a good time reporting to his superiors.
The main thing was, even Old Xia knew about this now, so he couldn’t sweep it under the rug even if he wanted to.
Not affected by his wife’s rage, Chief of Staff Du asked calmly, “What exactly has happened? You need to at least tell me about it; if you don’t tell me, how do you want me to talk to the Beijing Political Party?”
“Also, don’t you forget how Ye Ying managed to get into the Beijing Political Party; it was all thanks to me calling people and requested for some convenience did we manage to get her in.”
“So you better tell me what exactly is going on; I’ll have to enter the conference room once everyone is here!”
Du Jiayi gently tugged at Madam Li’s sleeves; she spoke quietly: “Ma, what’s going on, why did you scold Ye Ying so viciously, did Assistant He tell you something about Ye Ying, and that made you angry, in that case….”
Knock knock knock…
The knocking on the door interrupted the conversation between the trio; a civil servant pushed the door and entered, he saluted and reported: “Report, the instructors and Regimental Commander Zhong of Beijing Political Party has arrived, we request your presence in the conference room.”
