"Young Master Ning, you shouldn’t make unfounded claims," Ye Shutong said with a sneer.
"You released this news thinking that the President would be very angry, and might even do something disadvantageous towards Su Zixi," Ning Yichen continued, "But you didn’t expect that the President would take the opportunity to acknowledge her, which instead ended up benefiting her."
Ye Shutong’s expression became very unsightly.
"What exactly do you want to do?" She glared at him coldly.
"Nothing much, just curious," Ning Yichen smiled, "I originally thought this was Su Lianxi’s doing, but later I discovered your shadow behind it, Miss Ye. I just don’t understand why you would do this since, as I recall, you and Su Zixi have had no contact."
"Young Master Ning, save your curiosity for someone else," Ye Shutong said with a cold laugh.
"Wait, could it be because of He Jingyao?" Ning Yichen suddenly realized.
Ye Shutong said nothing and strode past him.
Half an hour later, Ye Shutong finally arrived home.
She drove her car into the garage, got out, and walked towards the house with an expressionless face.
Until she saw the man standing at her front door.
Impatience showed in her eyes, "Why is it you again?"
Huo Yanhui, with his hands in his pockets, smiled nonchalantly, "Yes, it’s me again. You seem disappointed?"
"Huo Yanhui, I’m not interested in you," she said coldly.
Suddenly, Huo Yanhui chuckled, "If you were to confess your feelings to Jingyao, I guarantee she would return similar words to you. Yet you still can’t let go, can you?"
Ye Shutong pursed her lips tightly.
She suddenly remembered that day in He Jingyao’s office when he said indifferently, "You hold absolutely no appeal to me."
At that moment, her heart nearly went cold because she could see that there wasn’t a trace of warmth in the man’s eyes.
He wasn’t playing hard to get.
But give up? She had already sacrificed so much to get to this point; giving up was never in her character!
"Huo Yanhui, please step aside," Ye Shutong said as she took out her keys, ready to open the door.
Huo Yanhui remained motionless, his gaze fixed intently on her face, "Shutong, in my life, I’ve never had feelings for any woman."
Ye Shutong snorted, "Huo Yanhui, I’ve heard lines like that since I was young. They won’t move me in the slightest, so don’t waste your effort."
"Why?" Huo Yanhui sighed, "Others may not be aware of Jingyao’s issues, but I know them all too well. By all logic, you should have no chance of getting close to him, so why must it be him and no one else?"
"Well, Huo Yanhui, you’re not familiar with me either," Ye Shutong suddenly smiled seductively, "Why are you so persistent about me?"
Huo Yanhui stared at her cheeks, his thin lips pressed tightly together.
"I’ve always been clear about my objectives since childhood," Ye Shutong smiled, "The moment I saw He Jingyao, I knew he was the man I wanted, so I will never give up easily."
"Hmm, coincidentally, so have I," Huo Yanhui smiled lazily, "However, I think I have a much better chance. The woman I want is single, but the man you want is married."
Finally, Ye Shutong was provoked by his words.
Her face paled, and she said irritably, "Move aside!"
Huo Yanhui raised an eyebrow and reluctantly stepped aside.
As Ye Shutong approached the door, she suddenly stopped.
She turned to Huo Yanhui with a smile, "Since you’re He Jingyao’s best friend, surely you can’t bear to see him getting into trouble, right?"