"Youlin," Chu Jinyu smiled faintly, "you have arrived."
"Yes, this must be Zhixi?" Cheng Youlin walked over, sat down between the two, and scrutinized Su Zixi intently.
"You... Hello." Su Zixi’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.
After all, the President is the President, and seeing him in person was nothing like seeing him on TV.
That almost innate sense of authority made her unable to not feel nervous.
Cheng Youlin’s gaze was deep, as if he saw someone else through her.
After a long while, he smiled, "Don’t be formal; technically, this is also your home."
"Yes. Thank you," Su Zixi quickly expressed her gratitude.
"You two chat slowly," Cheng Youlin noted Su Zixi’s discomfort and did not stay long, standing up and leaving soon after.
Watching his retreating figure, Su Zixi suddenly felt, for some reason, that the President seemed... lonely?
She subconsciously turned her gaze towards Chu Jinyu.
Chu Jinyu smiled gently and tenderly touched the top of her head, "Zhixi, you just need to know that your biological father was a very, very good man. That’s enough."
Su Zixi detected a hint of melancholy in his voice, her lips moved, and she couldn’t help asking, "Is he... no longer alive?"
"If he were still alive, he wouldn’t know how happy he would be to see you," Chu Jinyu laughed, "He especially loved children."
With that, her biological father must have passed away.
Su Zixi pursed her lips and nodded gently.
Outside the courtyard, Han Ying stood in front of Ye Shutong, a smile on her face, "Miss Ye, the lady is currently not available to see you."
Obvious anger appeared on Ye Shutong’s face, "Auntie has never stopped me before."
"As you know, the lady recently found her biological daughter, and the two are inside talking. It would be better if Miss Ye doesn’t disturb them," Han Ying said with hidden sharpness.
Ye Shutong’s expression turned even uglier.
With a biological daughter, her position as a niece could naturally be sidelined.
But it had to be Su Zixi...
Any advantage she had in terms of her identity vanished because of this.
Thinking this, Ye Shutong clenched her fists so tightly that her fingernails hurt her palms.
"In that case, I will not disturb them," Ye Shutong said, lowering her eyes and turning to leave the President Mansion.
As she walked out the main gate, her expression was still extremely unsightly.
A young man walked towards her, but Ye Shutong did not notice.
However, the man stopped, called out, "Miss Ye."
Ye Shutong paused, then looked up and smiled, "It’s Young Master Ning."
They were all people from the same circle; they might not know each other well, but there was hardly anyone they did not recognize.
"It’s me," Ning Yichen smiled, "Yesterday, the President’s wife assigned me a task, and I just got a clue and was about to report back to her."
"Really?" Ye Shutong asked perfunctorily.
"This matter happens to involve you," Ning Yichen smiled again, "The person who forced the President and the First Lady to hold a press conference yesterday was you, right? You guessed that Su Zixi was the First Lady’s illegitimate daughter, so you leaked the news."
Ye Shutong’s brow flickered fiercely, "Young Master Ning, what are you talking about?"
"My ex-wife, Su Lianxi, was suddenly treated differently by the First Lady years ago, Miss Ye must have been curious," Ning Yichen smiled, "For you, figuring this out wouldn’t have been difficult."