Riding in Ye Shaoting's car, Ye Ziyu secretly observed Ye Shaoting from the back. After spending about two days with the Ye family, she couldn't discern Ye Shaoting's attitude towards them. He was sometimes warm, sometimes distant, with an underlying coolness, just as he was now. After getting into the car, Ye Shaoting stared straight ahead, ceasing any further conversation with them.
Halfway through the drive, the car was suddenly forced to stop. Vehicles in front and behind also halted, and soon the complaints of other drivers echoed around them.
"Why is there a jam again!"
"What happened up ahead?"
As the stop dragged on, some people grew restless in their cars, opening the doors to stretch their legs. Ye Shaoting was engrossed in his phone, seemingly accustomed to this scene. Di Mingjue peered out the window, unbuckled his seatbelt, and prepared to open the door to take a look.
"This road is a central hub of Sijiu City, and this is what happens during rush hour," Ye Ziyu suddenly recalled what Xiao Zhang had said. The surrounding area was filled with commercial districts, economically developed, and the most densely populated part of Sijiu City. Choosing the company address here would make recruitment and other business dealings much more convenient.
Jiang Ziyu glanced at Di Mingjue, taking his hand. "Contact Xiao Zhang again. Why don't we finalize the address?"
"The address?" Ye Shaoting's gaze shifted from his phone screen as he turned to look at Ye Ziyu curiously. Ye Ziyu's lips were tightly pressed, with no intention of responding. After a few seconds of waiting, Ye Shaoting spoke to himself, "You mean the company address?" xxs壹贰
"Yes," Ye Ziyu nodded.
Ye Shaoting looked at the silent Di Mingjue and twisted his upper body. "That location is good. We can try it."
"Let's see," Di Mingjue had no intention of complying with their suggestion. He had his own plans, and the quality of the address had little impact on him.
The congestion cleared, and the vehicles slowly began to move forward. Ye Shaoting, through the rearview mirror, had deep eyes filled with hatred.
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"Little Uncle, my kite fell."
"Little Uncle, I want to swing, carry me up."
"Little Uncle..."
Ye Chenhan crouched on the ground, clutching his head in despair. Children were cute, but why were they so noisy when they spoke? He was going crazy! The three children surrounded Ye Chenhan, their big eyes blinking expectantly.
From a distance, Xingxing stood on the steps, looking at them, who were of similar age yet incessantly noisy, with a disdainful snort.
"Xingxing!" Ye Chenhan saw Xingxing and excitedly straightened up, waving his arms. "Come here!"
Xiao Ran turned to look at Xingxing. Thinking about how he had been unceremoniously doused with a basin of cold water that morning, he instantly lost his cheerful mood. Xingxing resisted coming over, ignoring Ye Chenhan's plea for help, and潇洒 (xiaosa - stylishly/carefree) passed by the flower bed beside them.
"Xingxing?" Ye Chenhan couldn't believe he had been so coldly ignored. With his only lifeline gone, Ye Chenhan slumped onto the ground. Looking at the three children in front of him, who were all the same size, he commanded, "From now on, we'll go one by one. No grabbing, no arguing."
"Little Uncle, why doesn't Xingxing want to play with us?" Xiao Ran, having seen Xingxing, lost his desire to play and was consumed by his indifferent attitude. There's a saying: what you can't have, you always crave, and it applies to all situations.
Ye Chenhan, listening to Xiao Ran's profound words, patted his head. "From what you're saying, did you approach him alone and get rejected?"
His thoughts exposed, Xiao Ran nodded shyly. Ye Chenhan became interested, sat cross-legged in front of him, and curiously pressed, "How did he reject you? Tell me, and I'll help you analyze it."
"Little Uncle, you just called him, and he didn't even acknowledge you. Can you help me figure it out?" Xiao Ran innocently voiced his confusion.