Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration - Chapter 240

Of course, he would divorce her.

Ye Yun thought of Ye Guofu’s unconditional doting on Ye Shaohua and felt a pang of unease. She quickly stopped Ye’s grandmother.

Then, she turned to Ye Shaohua, narrowing her eyes slightly.

Something felt… off about Ye Shaohua today.

Wasn’t she supposed to avoid coming home? Wasn’t she refusing to speak to Ye Guoqing?

Ye Shaohua ignored them, picking up her phone instead. A text message from her childhood sweetheart, Meng Ze, flashed on the screen—

[Are you free tomorrow? We need to talk.]

Ye Shaohua smirked and typed back with deliberate provocation—

[Sure.]

…

That night, Ye Guofu was buried in company documents and didn’t return home. When the butler called to inform him that Ye Shaohua had come back, he immediately sent his chief secretary to relay a message: she was to meet him the next day.

The following morning, after thoroughly irritating Yang Qin, Ye Shaohua left for the company in high spirits.

Inside the office, Ye Guofu was sorting through paperwork. Having spent the night there, he looked exhausted.

“Take a look at your fourth mock exam results,” he said without glancing up, tossing a report across the desk. “Ye Shaohua, you’ve really outdone yourself this time—handing in blank papers, street racing, and scoring dead last in the entire school. Are you so amazing that I should start calling you Dad?”

Only after throwing the papers did he finally look up—and froze. “What happened to your head?”

“Got caught street racing the night before last. Spent the night in a police station and only got home yesterday afternoon,” Ye Shaohua replied flatly.

“What?! Why didn’t you call me?!” Ye Guofu shot to his feet. “You were alone in there all night?”

“I did call. The station was dark, empty except for a male officer on duty. I was scared. I waited and waited for you… but you never came.” Ye Shaohua pressed her lips together, staring at him. “Your secretary said you were in a meeting and couldn’t be disturbed. Then, the next afternoon, Ye Yun picked me up. A late-night meeting? I didn’t know Ye Corp’s shareholders had that much free time—or was that just a flimsy excuse your secretary came up with?”

Ye Guofu’s brow furrowed deeply.

But he also found himself studying his daughter strangely.

Ever since he married Yang Qin last year, she hadn’t spoken to him this calmly.

Torn between heartache for his daughter spending a night alone in a police station and frustration, he frowned. “Nonsense. Of course I’d come for you. It seems your old man needs to replace his secretary.”

Ye Shaohua said nothing, just kept looking at him.

If she hadn’t come to see him today…

She might never have forgiven him.

That secretary definitely needed to go.

Straightening, Ye Guofu adopted a serious tone. “Shaohua, you’re not a child anymore. It’s time to start learning how to manage the company with me.”

“Okay,” Ye Shaohua nodded.

Ye Guofu blinked. “…What did you say?”

“I said, okay,” Ye Shaohua stood up. “I’m heading back to school now, or my homeroom teacher will punish me again.”

For a full minute after she left, Ye Guofu remained frozen in place, processing her words.

Even during negotiations with the Meng family later, he couldn’t wipe the grin off his face.

Director Meng raised an eyebrow. “President Ye, you seem in high spirits today. Did Madam Yang give birth?”

At the mention of Yang Qin, Ye Guofu’s expression darkened briefly before he shook his head, excitement creeping back. “No, it’s Shaohua. She agreed to start learning the ropes at the company.”

Hearing this, Director Meng shot him a pitying look.

Since her mother’s death, Ye Shaohua had spiraled out of control—skipping school, constantly getting arrested—and now ranked last in her entire grade.

“What a curse for President Ye to have such a problem at home,” another director sighed. “Thank goodness Madam Yang is pregnant with a son. If we had to rely on Shaohua, the Ye family’s legacy would be doomed.”

Ye Shaohua had once been a model child, the pride of their social circle.

But these past two years, her notoriety had eclipsed all past praise.

A seventeen-year-old in the throes of rebellion could change overnight.

Truancy, fights, and trouble with the law had become her norm.

Director Meng shook his head. “President Ye spoiled her rotten, and now she’s ruined. Bringing her into the company now will only stir up chaos.”

Yet in Ye Guofu’s eyes, his daughter could do no wrong. Even now, he couldn’t bring himself to scold her.

He still doted on her endlessly.

Remembering how he’d greedily tied his son to the Ye family through an engagement, Director Meng felt even worse.

He’d acted too rashly. Now, breaking it off seemed impossible.

With how much Ye Guofu adored Ye Shaohua, if she insisted on marrying his son, the boy might be stuck with her for life.

…

Ye Shaohua descended via the CEO’s private elevator—now that’s how you make an entrance—and had just reached the lobby when she spotted a tall, upright figure.

Her childhood sweetheart, Meng Ze.

Meng Ze walked right past her, stopping instead beside the woman behind her. “Ye Yun, are you alright?”

He picked up the files she’d dropped, murmuring something in concern.

Ye Yun shook her head, avoiding his gaze. “It’s nothing. Shaohua’s right there—you two should talk.”

With that, she calmly collected her documents and left the lobby.

Meng Ze stared after her for a long moment before finally turning to Ye Shaohua, looking somewhat dazed.

“Shaohua, I heard you were hurt. Are you okay?” he asked mechanically.

Ye Shaohua shook her head.

Meng Ze didn’t press further. Instead, he took a deep breath. “I came to tell you something important. Please… don’t overreact.”

Ye Shaohua tilted her head slightly. “Go on.”

“Shaohua, I’m sorry, but I can’t marry you. Our families’ engagement was just a childish promise between our fathers. Now… I’ve met someone else. She’s different from anyone I’ve known—she doesn’t care about my status or wealth. And it’s not that I’m using her as an excuse to reject you. It’s just… after meeting her, I realized how incompatible we truly are.”

His gaze steadied as he delivered the final blow.

“Today, I’m here to say—let’s go our separate ways from now on.”