After breaking up with Ye Shaohua, Meng Ze had been thrilled—even getting beaten up couldn’t dampen his mood.
But then his father dropped a bombshell: Chairman Ye had intervened, outright rejecting the dissolution of their engagement.
If Ye Shaohua hadn’t tattled, Meng Ze would never have guessed she could be so underhanded.
“Listen, Ye Shaohua—”
He barely got a word out before Director Meng came barreling down from the executive floor.
“Shut your mouth, you idiot!” The older man wheezed, clamping a hand over Meng Ze’s face. “Apologies, Miss Ye. My son’s clearly lost his mind today. Manager Shao’s waiting upstairs for you…”
Ye Shaohua adjusted her school uniform sleeves.
She spared them a sidelong glance. “Hmm.”
Then walked away.
As if they were nothing more than background noise.
“Dad, what the hell?” Meng Ze rubbed his jaw, scowling. “You still expect me to marry her?”
“Marry? Don’t flatter yourself.” Director Meng snorted. “Chairman Ye clarified everything this morning—his daughter lost interest in you ages ago. Last night was just his own wishful thinking. And here you are, making a scene for nothing.”
Lost interest?
The words hit Meng Ze like a bucket of ice water.
His chest tightened with an odd mix of irritation and… embarrassment.
Pulling out his phone, he fired off a WeChat message to Ye Shaohua.
[Message failed. You are not on each other’s contact list.]
“Ye Shaohua actually got into the Finance Department?” Director Meng murmured after she left. “Son, something feels off here.”
Manager Shao wasn’t one to hand out favors. If Ye Shaohua stayed, it meant she had real skill.
But that raised uncomfortable questions…
“Whatever.” Meng Ze shoved his phone away, voice grating. “She might not even get into college.”
Cutting ties with Ye Shaohua had been his dream for years. So why did hearing it finalized leave such a bitter aftertaste?
He ignored the gnawing discomfort.
Director Meng sighed but said no more.
**
Upstairs, Manager Shao watched Ye Shaohua plow through a mountain of financial reports with terrifying efficiency.
His admiration grew by the minute.
Her learning speed bordered on supernatural.
If he’d ever doubted the old rumors about Ye Shaohua’s brilliance, they’d been thoroughly dispelled.
“Manager Shao,” she said, sliding over a notebook alongside the completed files. “Key takeaways summarized. Red marks indicate errors.”
Not content with just fixing the books, she’d also—
“Wait, what’s this?” He blinked at her laptop.
“A program.” Ye Shaohua sipped her tea.
It was a rudimentary accounting software she’d cobbled together using principles from her mecha-world memories. By modern standards? Revolutionary.
“These formulas auto-calculate asset turnover ratios, debt analysis, trend projections—”
Manager Shao’s eyes gleamed like a kid in a candy store. “Where did you get this?”
Such tools theoretically could be developed by their IT department—with months of labor and six-figure budgets.
Yet here it was, casually whipped up by a high schooler.
“Made it last night.” She shrugged. “Tailored it to Ye Corp’s workflows.”
“Miss Ye, you’re…” Manager Shao shook his head in awe.
Her mind operated on another plane entirely.
Having studied abroad himself, he’d met geniuses—but this level of raw intellect? Unprecedented.
A thought struck him: Wasting her in Finance would be criminal.
He needed to speak with Chairman Ye. Immediately.
**
The elevator doors opened to reveal Ye Yun—currently the company’s rising star.
Manager Shao studied her with quiet curiosity.
Objectively, Ye Yun couldn’t hold a candle to Ye Shaohua’s computational brilliance. Even with calculators, she’d made frequent errors during her brief Finance stint.
Her diligence was undeniable, but diligence alone didn’t cut it in his department.
Yet her stock market instincts? Uncanny. Almost prophetic.
“Manager Shao.” Ye Yun’s voice pulled him from his thoughts.
Through the glass walls, they could see Ye Shaohua lounging at her desk, teacup in hand.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Yun clenched her fists.
If that lazy brat could hack it in Finance, surely a reborn adult like herself could do better.
“Give me another chance,” she blurted out. “I’ll work twice as hard. Ye Shaohua lacks discipline, but I don’t. I’ll prove I’m the better choice.”
