Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
It was another long sleepless night. Early the next morning, Ye Hao went to the lobby downstairs, where he called Qin Xiaoyu, the servant who had the closest relationship with Yanyan.
Qin Xiaoyu looked at Ye Hao, who seemed haggard and did not have a good rest, and asked doubtfully, “Mr. Ye, what did you call me for?”
Ye Hao frowned. Between his eyebrows, haggardness and depression at this moment were clearly shown.
“Did she contact you?” He asked in a deep voice.
Qin Xiaoyu was stunned, but she immediately realized what “she” referred to in Ye Hao words.
“No…” She shook her head and said, “Sister Yan hasn’t responded to my messages for one week and I could not get through to her phone.”
Ye Hao’s eyes sank as if her heart had been poured with a basin of cold water. He didn’t realize that Yanyan would not contact anyone in the castle.
If she didn’t care about him, didn’t she at least care about Xixi? Or was Yuanyuan her only child in her eyes?
“Mr. Ye…” Looking at Ye Hao’s slightly angry eyes, Qin Xiaoyu could even guess out what he was thinking.
“Speak,” Ye Hao’s tone was very low.
After a pause, Qin Xiaoyu said, “In fact, sister Yan must be very reluctant to part with you and the little princess, and she must be very sad now. She went to the hospital to take care of Yuanyuan just because she felt guilty. She could not watch him growing up or take care of him in person. Mr. Ye, you misunderstand sister Yan. She can’t possibly have feelings for his ex-husband.”
Qin Xiaoyu sighed helplessly. She was really reluctant to see her sister Yan leave. She also felt that Ye Hao had gone too far, going as far as to beating Yuanyuan. He was still a child after all.
Ye Hao suddenly grasped his fingers tightly, feeling quite painful upon hearing these words. He also hoped that this was the fact, but all what he saw told a different story.
He turned around and went to the gate of the castle. Then he pulled out his cell phone and dialed a phone number he seldom called.
Soon the phone was got through, from which came a voice of a strange man.
“Hello, Mr. Ye.” The other person was quite very enthusiastic.
Ye Hao frowned and after a while, he said, “Help me find out where my ex-wife, He Xiyan, lives now, whom she stays with and whom she had contacted.”
He would like to see where she went on earth. For a week, she didn’t answer the phone, nor did she ask anything about their daughter. What did she mean?
“All right, Mr. Ye, I will give you information as soon as possible.” On the other end of the cell phone, the man said respectfully.
Ye Hao hung up the phone, turned to the parking lot, took a car from inside and drove to the company. At this time, only he knew in his heart what he was worried about and what he was restless for.
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At the same time, in the morning, in a high-rise science and technology building, the staff of design department in Yimi gathered in twos and threes. They all held their mobile phones and clicked on the screen, discussing the news they had just read, which was also the latest news just popping up in a news client.
Some of them just watched for fun. After all, it was none of their business, so they simply took it as a gossip. Some of them, however, felt it was quite incredible.
He Xiyan arrived late. Having not had a good rest, she looked downhearted and distracted. Just now, she even pressed the wrong floor button in the elevator and went to the 69th floor. At this moment, she simply looked like a soulless person.