Once Ye Ying heard that she started pouting unhappily, “Dad, why can’t I listen in? I’m already this old already, how am I still a child? Besides, I also want to know why Granny doesn’t like Ye Jian? She also doesn’t like me in the past.”
“The reason she’s fond of you now is that your daddy had just risen up the political ranks, the type of person your granny is, heh, the types of traps laid by her that your mom had fallen into aren’t ones that you can even imagine.” Sun Dongqing was also reluctant to let her daughter know about those heart-rotting events, but she was also hesitant about making her own daughter get close with such a ruthless old woman.
She immediately added, “When she’s around, act respectfully, but don’t be fooled by those honeyed words of hers!”
Those words, Ye Zifan didn’t open his mouth to scold his wife. Instead, he nodded and said with a heavy tone: “You should listen well to the words of your mother, and carve them in your heart. Now return to your room and go to bed, we’ll have to leave earlier to handle the transfer procedures at your school, and you’ll have to report in at Second Provincial High in the morning.”
She can’t stay in First Provincial High, but she could still go to Second Provincial High, with Ye Zifan’s current network of people, finding a school for his daughter wasn’t a hard task.
Ye Ying left with an unhappy face, but by the time she returned to her room and unwrapped her present, she was happy once again.
“Let’s try not to bring up the things of the past in front of Ye Ying, once my mother finds out, and you also know she has tricks up her sleeves to prevent us from speaking up.” They waited till Ye Ying returned to her room, Ye Zifan lit up a cigarette and went into deep thought amidst the smoke.
Sun Dongqing did not bother him. Instead, she steeped a cup of tea and placed it on the coffee table, the expression on her face was like her husband’s, both shrouded in thought.
“She probably isn’t here for Ye Jian, and I’m afraid she only came back because of me. I promised her to take in Ye Jian and raised her according to her orders, all because she had promised to give me her jade pendant and the money to my little sister.”
After some time had passed, only then did Ye Zifan mention a trade that happened a long time ago, a business that even Sun Dongqing hadn’t known of.
The moment Sun Dongqing who was enveloped in thought heard about something like this, and had hidden this from her for more than ten years; she was so irked that she picked up a pillow on the sofa and tossed it at her husband, “How dare you Ye Zifan, you’re even joining hands with that d*mned witch to deal with me!”
“Stop acting crazy! Sit down!” Ye Zifan threw the pillow on the floor, and he growled with anger: “Look how mad you are after I said it now if I had told you so many years ago, won’t the whole village know about this!”
“The reason my mother returned must be because she wants me to do something, and this something must be somehow related to my sister. She knows the jade pendant is in my hands, so that’ll be the best blackmail to threaten me into doing it.”
Sun Dongqing was so vexed her chest was heaving up and down, she cursed through gritted teeth: “That undying witch, the moment she returns our whole family can give up on living peacefully.” After she was done cursing, she asked, “Have you figured out something?”
“Yes, getting rid of Sun Yaozu’s fugitive status.”
Sun Dongqing’s sharp piercing shrieks immediately filled the room, “That old witch, has she gone crazy! If she dared do that, I’d stab her to death! If she dares to destroy your future, I’ll have at it with her!”
“Quiet down, do you think the soundproofing in hotels is good?” Ye Zifan glared at her, and the voices of the married couple started to quiet down.
The rain did not stop, an Orange Thunderstorm Alert was announced on television, five minutes later, Zhang Bin returned Ye Jian’s phone call, “There’s a rainstorm outside, the telephone lines in town must have gone haywire, I’ve tried calling multiple times, but they won’t get through.”
“Why are you looking for my dad? One doesn’t visit without reason.” Zhang Bin was staying at his grandmother’s house, so contacting him was quite easy, raising his voice and asked: “Is it something urgent? I’ll try calling again later.”
