Ye Tong bit her lower lip, struggling to maintain the smile on her face, but she simply couldn’t keep it up.
Her eyes cast downward, a vicious glint flickering in them. After a long while, she finally spoke in a low voice, "Sister hid it so well. I remember how much uncle and I put into obtaining the rights for ’All Gods Blue Sky.’ She didn’t want to give us the authorization, yet she watched us like it was a joke, as we drafted the proposal and made fools of ourselves. Did she find it amusing?"
Su Lan didn’t pick up on the hatred in Ye Tong’s words, just staring blankly in the direction where Ye Shaohua had left.
Watching Su Lan like this, the malice in Ye Tong’s eyes deepened even more.
**
Upstairs, Ye Shaohua entered the study, shifted the cup to her other hand, and looked at Ye Li and the Ye Family patriarch, asking how grandfather was doing, dutifully casting her gaze downward.
With her eyes lowered, Ye Shaohua saw a gun laid out on the desk.
It was the very one she had sent to Ye Li, and she couldn’t help but pick it up to feel its weight in her hands.
Ye Li stood silently by her side. The Ye Family patriarch entered, closed the door of the study, and instructed the butler to watch the door.
"Shaohua, how have you been in the past... How was it?" The patriarch was still out of it, thinking about what Ye Li had told him earlier. "I heard from Ye Li that there was a coach in the international training camp, who taught the same batch as Mr. Rong... Last night I heard them calling you ’coach.’ Is that really you?"
At this point, there was nothing left to hide.
And there was nothing dishonorable about being a coach at the international training camp, Ye Shaohua felt.
In the face of their shocked gazes, she nodded slightly. Now that everything was laid out on the table, her whole being felt less worried, her response lazy and indifferent, "I wasn’t exactly a coach. I just had some time to teach them."
It’s just that those people liked to call her ’coach.’
"How old were you at that time?!" Even after guessing, Ye Li was still stunned.
But hearing it directly from Ye Shaohua’s mouth, both Ye Li and the Ye Family patriarch felt a twinge of fear.
The training camp had started only five years ago, but how old was Ye Shaohua back then?
And she was qualified to be a coach?
The grandfather and Ye Li exchanged a glance.
The patriarch opened his mouth, but no words came out.
But it couldn’t be said.
Her voice carried a chill, matching her expression, though the light mist from the cup softened her otherwise icy demeanor.
At this point, both the patriarch and Ye Li were completely and thoroughly convinced, "Just say it, I can take it," the Ye Family patriarch said, clutching at his chest.
Ye Shaohua looked at her grandfather for a while, smiled as she pinched her fingers, "Grandpa, it’s better for you not to know."
Grandfather: "...
"After talking for a while, they went downstairs for dinner. Ye Shaohua ate quickly, and as soon as she finished, she prepared to leave.
"I need to take a look at Xiangyang Group," she said to the patriarch.
Su Lan had been fretting about not finding an opportunity to join the conversation, but upon hearing Ye Shaohua’s voice, she immediately spoke with a smile, "Are you going to discuss the rights for ’All Gods Blue Sky’?"
Her voice was gentle and warm.
She thought Ye Shaohua was going to negotiate the rights with Xiangyang Group. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
Ye Shaohua merely glanced at her without saying a word.
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