“Siyehan’s attitude towards her was lukewarm. He only replies when there’s something explosive, but Ye Wanwan doesn’t mind. Regardless of whether he responds or not, she sends a few messages whenever she feels like it.
As soon as she got off the car and arrived at the place, she sent him a message: [Dear, I’ve arrived. Have you come?]
Beidou, who happened to see the message she sent to the boss of the Independent Vinegar Factory, was shocked.
What’s going on? Could it be that the boss of the Independent Vinegar Factory is one of the people attending the meeting today?
Ye Wanwan didn’t notice Beidou peeking and continued to send messages with a smile.
Meanwhile, at a certain villa deep in the Hot Spring Mountain Resort.
Under a giant ancient locust tree, three people were sitting.
“Old Xie, why bother having this meeting? Dragging me back from Huaguo to this ghostly place! So bored!”
One of them was wearing a deep red silk shirt, with only one button fastened at the collar, and the rest loosely open. His shoulder-length brown curls gave him a bored and complaining expression.
The man opposite had black short hair combed backward and wore a dark gray suit. His face looked solemn and stern. He took a sip of the pu’er tea in his hand and disapproved, “You’ve been playing around for three months, isn’t that enough? It’s time to do something productive!”
The man in red pouted and glanced at the man beside him, who had been holding his phone and reading since earlier, and complained, “Hey, Old Xie, that’s not fair! I only played for three months, but Aye has been in Huaguo for several years! Why don’t you say anything about him?
And your irresponsible elder brother, he just handed over the responsibility to you and ran off to Huaguo to have fun, using that face to create an actor’s virtual reputation, deceiving so many lovely girls. He’s shameless!”
Xie Qianchuan didn’t want to bring up his brother’s mischief, so he looked towards Si Yehan’s direction, seeing that he wasn’t listening to their conversation at all. He sighed helplessly and asked, “Aye, are you waiting for a call?”
“No,” Si Yehan replied, lifting his head, revealing a face that could overshadow all the beauty in front of him, and said calmly.
Jiang Lihen sneered, “What’s the matter? Is something going on with the Gu Clan again?”
Besides that, he couldn’t think of anything else that could make this guy pay such close attention.
Xie Qianchuan asked, “Is it your mother?”
A hint of coldness flashed in Si Yehan’s eyes, “I have nothing to do with her anymore.”
Jiang Lihen shrugged, “Well, you’ve already settled all your debts from back then, so what’s bothering you?”
Si Yehan’s face turned icy, “None of your business.”
Jiang Lihen sighed, “Tsk, you’re still as unlikable as ever. But, because of your face, I’ll forgive you.”
Xie Qianchuan asked, “A-Li, have you prepared the speech you need to deliver?””
(Note: The original text seems to be a part of a longer story, and some context might be missing.)