After a while, he asked as if possessed by a ghost, "Miss Gu... what’s your full name?"
The woman blinked her eyes and said, "Zhenni, my English name is Jennifer Leslie, so... my Chinese name is Gu Zhenni."
"I see..." Ning Yichen’s gaze was fixed on her, "Miss Gu’s Chinese is very good."
"Mmm... because my mother is from Country Z," she said with a smile.
"Has Miss Gu been to Country Z before?" Ning Yichen continued to ask.
She gave a slightly helpless smile, "Mr. Ning, you seem to have a lot of questions..."
Ning Yichen then realized his impoliteness, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he said in a low voice, "Sorry, I was out of line."
"It’s okay." She smiled brightly, "By the way, Mr. Ning, I’m not feeling very well today, can we cancel the day’s schedule?"
Ning Yichen hesitated for a moment then nodded, "Of course, you... take care of yourself. You can contact me for anything you need."
The woman’s eyes curved into a smile, "Thank you." Then she turned around and hurried back to the bedroom.
Ning Yichen watched her back, took several deep breaths, and only then did he turn around and stride away.
He trembled as he looked for his phone, then opened his contacts and dialed He Jingyao’s number.
He Jingyao returned to his office after finishing the routine board meeting, and Adam immediately approached him, saying, "Sir, Director He asked you to give him a call when you have time."
He Jingyao frowned slightly in displeasure, knowing well that his father was going to nag him again with the same old lectures, nothing more than telling him to be more restrained, not to be too rash, and to find a woman to marry and have children as soon as possible.
With Zhixi not around, the only person he could interact with now was Ye Shutong... thinking of this, he let out a faint chuckle.
"I don’t have time right now," He Jingyao said in a low voice, before turning and walking into his office.
A night of snow had left Yangdong City wrapped in a world of silver.
He Jingyao looked at the snowy scene outside, his gaze slightly distant.
It was as if hallucinations were ringing in his ears again, making him close his eyes involuntarily.
He didn’t know how long he had closed his eyes, but when he opened them, a tall figure had appeared before him.
Ye Shutong held a folder in her arms, her lips pursed as she looked at him with a semblance of stubborn defiance, seeming to want to see when he’d notice her.
Seeing her, the man’s expression did not waver in the slightest.
He Jingyao asked indifferently, "What is it?"
"The new energy project has concluded, and I’ve come to bring you the report," Ye Shutong said with a smile, "What’s wrong, have you been too tired lately?"
He Jingyao didn’t respond to her question, and extended his hand, "Give it to me."
Ye Shutong looked at his hand, then suddenly smiled, holding out her own and gently clasping his.
He Jingyao glanced at her, the corner of his lips curved in sarcastic amusement, then he coldly shook off her hand, "Miss Ye, how many times do I have to tell you, I’m not interested in you."
It seemed Ye Shutong had been rebuffed too many times and had long since developed an immunity to such remarks. She smiled slightly, "That’s okay, it doesn’t prevent us from getting married and having children."
"I have no desire for you," He Jingyao said, smirking, "How would that result in children?"
"That’s okay, I know of a drug that works wonders," Ye Shutong lifted her chin.
He Jingyao laughed out loud, his fingertips flicking in resignation, "Miss Ye, to be honest, I admire you very much."