Even though the male assistant didn’t say it outright, Ye Shaohua understood what the bank card meant.
She pushed the card back. “Return it to him. I don’t need it.”
The assistant stood up. “Please take it. This is a task the president assigned me. If you don’t accept it, I won’t be able to report back.”
After saying this, he turned and left. Ye Shaohua’s calmness had surprised him, but he didn’t dare speculate further about the president’s affairs.
“Did you finish the task?” Liu Yizhou called him.
The assistant was startled. He hadn’t expected Liu Yizhou to still care about Ye Shaohua. “Yes, I forced her to take it.”
“Did she ask anything?” Liu Yizhou paused for a moment.
“No, Miss Ye didn’t ask anything.” Not only did she not ask, but she was also eerily calm.
This time, Liu Yizhou didn’t say anything else and simply hung up. The assistant thought he heard another woman’s voice on the other end of the line.
The lives of the wealthy are so complicated.
He shook his head and, as he got into his car, habitually glanced in Ye Shaohua’s direction. He noticed she was now surrounded by a few people, and one of their figures looked familiar.
Who was that?
He thought for a long time, the answer almost on the tip of his tongue, but he just couldn’t recall.
Eventually, he decided he must have been mistaken. Having worked with Liu Yizhou for so long, the people he knew were all financial tycoons. How could they possibly know Ye Shaohua? It must have been his imagination.
He drove off.
“Our CEO Ji wants to meet you, Miss Ye. Do you have time?” A middle-aged man in a black suit adjusted his glasses in the coffee shop.
Ye Shaohua, holding a cup of coffee in her left hand, paused for a moment when she heard “CEO Ji.” No one noticed her subtle reaction.
Ever since she learned that that person would appear in every world, she had researched similar individuals upon arriving in this world.
This CEO Ji was Ji Yunchen, the owner of Fenghua Group.
Thinking this, Ye Shaohua put the coffee cup down and shook her head at the middle-aged man. “Sorry, I have other matters to attend to.”
She couldn’t control the timing of her death, so she shouldn’t disrupt his life.
After all, she didn’t truly belong in this world.
With that, she picked up a thick file folder, pulled her chair back with a scrape, and left.
She didn’t know that after she left, the middle-aged man walked to a black car parked at the corner, looking helpless. “CEO Ji, Miss Ye…”
He hesitated, then added with some disbelief, “She doesn’t seem willing to meet you.”
The person in the back seat didn’t respond, just stared at the documents in his hands. The setting sun shone through the window, casting a cold, noble glow on his face.
However, the middle-aged man adjusted his glasses again, too embarrassed to point out that the documents were upside down.
…
After visiting her mother at the hospital, it was already dark. Ye Shaohua didn’t return to school but instead hailed a taxi to a villa in the suburbs.
She brought with her two bank cards and a gift box.
The gift box was something the original host had prepared for Liu Yizhou’s birthday two months ago.
One of the bank cards was to return the money Liu Yizhou had given her, and the other was the one his assistant had handed her earlier.
Looking at the gift box, Ye Shaohua couldn’t help but shake her head. The original host had been truly foolish.
In the original plot, on this very day, the original host had taken the gift box to Liu Yizhou at midnight, hoping to celebrate his birthday the moment it began. Instead, she was cruelly told that she was just a substitute.
When Ye Shaohua knocked on the villa’s door, it was Yu Zhehan who answered.
His cheerful expression instantly darkened when he saw her. “Why are you here?”
He was furious at Liu Yizhou. Had he really told this woman the address of the villa?
Had he actually fallen for her?
The garden was filled with people, all lively and cheerful, but when they saw Ye Shaohua, they instinctively stopped drinking and frowned at the door.
Especially Yi Xian, who had always looked down on Ye Shaohua.
Because of her fondness for Zhao Yijun, she had disliked Ye Shaohua from the moment she learned of her existence, believing that Ye Shaohua had inserted herself into Liu Yizhou and Zhao Yijun’s relationship. Seeing Ye Shaohua now only deepened her disdain.
“You really think highly of yourself, don’t you?” Yi Xian ignored Yu Zhehan’s attempts to stop her and said bluntly, “Who do you think you are? You’re just a substitute!”
After Yi Xian’s words, the garden fell silent for a moment, and then everyone turned to look at Ye Shaohua, their eyes filled with amusement.
To them, ordinary people were nothing more than toys.
As the two sides faced off, no one noticed that Liu Yizhou’s car had returned. He had gone to pick up Zhao Yijun.
He hadn’t seen Ye Shaohua yet. He got out of the car and, with utmost gentlemanly manners, helped the person in the passenger seat out, his demeanor warm and gentle.
Ye Shaohua watched Liu Yizhou with calm amusement.
She remembered this part of the plot. Liu Yizhou had never allowed the original host to sit in the passenger seat, claiming he disliked having someone there. It wasn’t that he disliked it—it was just that the person sitting there wasn’t the right one.
Zhao Yijun, dressed in an elegant gown, gracefully stepped out of the car with Liu Yizhou’s assistance. Even before she spoke, her aura of nobility was palpable.
The people in the garden warmly greeted the two as they returned. Those familiar with Zhao Yijun eagerly approached her, and the atmosphere quickly became lively.
The only one who didn’t fit in was Ye Shaohua.
Yu Zhehan tried to signal Ye Shaohua to leave, even using his body to block Zhao Yijun’s line of sight.
He was afraid of the impending drama.
However, it was at this moment that Zhao Yijun seemed to notice Ye Shaohua for the first time. She pointed in Ye Shaohua’s direction and asked Liu Yizhou, “Yizhou, who is that person?”
