Vinegar King?
Ye Ziyu smiled, "You're speaking ill of him behind his back, aren't you afraid he'll find out?"
Ye Chenhan, who was putting on his jacket, paused and turned to look at Ye Ziyu, who had a serious expression on her face, "You absolutely must not tell him!"
Seeing his petty nature, he would definitely threaten him with band matters again if he knew.
He had been smug just moments ago but was now deflated. Ye Ziyu stopped teasing him and spun around to sit at the computer desk, "I won't tell. You can do whatever you want."
"Really not telling?"
"If you don't believe me, then I'll tell him."
Ye Ziyu slowly took out her phone from her handbag.
Ye Chenhan strode to the desk and pressed his hand against Ye Ziyu's, "Don't, I believe you!"
After Ye Chenhan left, Ye Ziyu put aside her work. She took out her phone and clicked on the entertainment news.
The trending lists were still dominated by the trivial matters of celebrities. Scrolling to the bottom, she didn't see any news about the Gu Corporation.
The caller ID suddenly appeared on the screen. After a few seconds of hesitation, Ye Ziyu answered the call.
"Hello, may I ask who you are?"
Ye Ziyu didn't know who was on the other end of the line, as it was an unfamiliar number.
"Ziyu."
"President Gu?"
Hearing the polite address, Gu Xiuyu let out a wry smile, "Yes, it's me."
Ye Chenhan's words flashed through her mind. Ye Ziyu hesitated before asking, "I heard you're no longer in charge of the Ye Corporation's projects."
Rumors travel fast!
Gu Xiuyu asked sternly, "Are you reluctant to see me go?"
"No, I'm just a bit surprised," Ye Ziyu quickly denied.
"You answered so decisively, not a hint of reluctance," Gu Xiuyu said sadly. xxs1
This call was to ascertain Ye Ziyu's feelings. If she had even a little bit of concern for him, he would abandon his current plan.
Ye Ziyu didn't know how to reply, and the conversation fell into a tense silence.
After a moment, Gu Xiuyu's cough was heard from the receiver, "I was just informing you about the project matters. Since you already know, I won't disturb you further."
Hesitating, Ye Ziyu listened to the beeping dial tone in her ear.
She had wanted to ask why he was no longer in charge of the project, but considering their positions, it wasn't appropriate to inquire.
Putting down the phone, Ye Ziyu bent down, took a hair tie from the drawer, and quickly tied up the hair that had fallen over her shoulders.
On the other side, Gu Xiuyu, after hanging up, looked up at the Ye Corporation building. The reason he came was to ask Ye Ziyu to meet him downstairs and express his feelings in person. Now, it seemed she didn't even have the concern of a normal friend for him; their relationship was purely professional.
Without cooperation, there would be no contact.
The phone, hanging by his leg, rang again. Gu Xiuyu looked at the number on the screen, turned, and answered.
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"Uncle Yu, is Xixi at home?" Ye Chenhan was carrying premium tea and an expensive fruit basket. He appeared abruptly at the gate of the Yu residence, looking earnestly at Yu Wenzhou, who was inside the fenced yard.
Yu Wenzhou scrutinized him from head to toe and asked suspiciously, "What are you looking for Xixi for?"
"I heard she was sick and hadn't recovered. I came to see her," Ye Chenhan stammered.
A brief image flashed through his mind. Yu Wenzhou leaned his upper body over the fence, "Was it you who called and texted Xixi last night?"
"Uncle Yu, did Xixi tell you?" Ye Chenhan's face flushed with embarrassment, mistakenly believing that Yu Xixi had already told Yu Wenzhou about him.
Wasn't this indirectly meeting the parents?
Yu Wenzhou clicked his tongue twice and reached out to open the gate, "No, I saw it at the time. But you're here with all these gifts, just to visit?"
Ye Chenhan dared not voice his ulterior motives. He held up the gift and handed it to a nearby servant, "She didn't answer my calls, so I was a little worried and came to see her. Uncle Yu, is Xixi at home?"