The principal, desperate for help, clutched Yuan Yi’s sleeve, his old face wearing a pitiful expression.
Out of sympathy, Yuan Yi told the truth, "Based on my understanding of Young Master Qian, yes."
The principal lamented. They were having a pleasant conversation just moments ago, and now, in the blink of an eye, faces have turned unrecognizable. He could swear he hadn’t said a word too much. Find the newest release on novel※fire.net
Rumors had it that the Second Young Master of Mu Family was difficult, fickle, and capricious. It seems that the rumors were indeed true.
"Mr. Yuan, please show me a way. What exactly made Young Master Qian mad?" The principal, clueless himself, had no choice but to ask Yuan Yi for help.
Although Yuan Yi was nominally Mu Shuoqian’s chauffeur, no one dared to underestimate him. Even managers had to treat him with respect. Over the years, he had been the person who understood Mu Shuoqian best and was most trusted by Mu Shuoqian. Although Mu Shuoqian had offered to promote him, Yuan Yi disliked the deceitful business world and preferred a stable job that didn’t require scheming, yet this did not prevent him from being highly favored by Mu Shuoqian.
However, this time Mu Shuoqian got angry without any apparent reason, which left even Yuan Yi uncertain. Yet, he boldly speculated that it might have something to do with Gu Qili, as the principal might have uttered words that Mu Shuoqian didn’t wish to hear.
He felt a bit sorry for the principal. The old man could probably never dream that the reason for Mu Shuoqian’s anger was what it was, and he, definitely couldn’t reveal it.
"I’m sorry, Principal, Young Master Qian’s thoughts are hard for most people to guess. However, please rest assured about this cooperation. Young Master Qian is very serious about it. Let’s wait for Assistant Xiao to discuss further."
The principal sighed, "That’s the only option then. Please tell Young Master Qian to take care."
Mu Shuoqian got into the car, and Yuan Yi quickly followed suit.
He lit a cigarette in the back seat, his expression solemn, and after smoking half of it, he slowly said, "Check into the scholarship matter."
"Yes," Yuan Yi raised his eyebrows, it seemed he had guessed right; Mu Shuoqian’s moodiness wasn’t unrelated to his wife.
Young Master Qian had been through all sorts of storms and had never let his emotions show on his face, yet this time, even the principal could tell he was upset.
Seeing him with his eyebrows still deeply furrowed, Yuan Yi boldly asked, "Should we also check who the boy was with the madam today?"
Mu Shuoqian stayed silent, slowly finished his cigarette, and stubbed out the butt in the car’s ashtray. He nonchalantly adjusted his jacket and leaned back in his seat, pretending to nap, seemingly not very concerned.
Yuan Yi thought he had spoken out of turn, and turning the key, he was ready to drive off when the man with drowsy black eyes casually said, "Whatever."
He never says ’okay’ or ’yes.’ In his mouth, ’whatever’ meant ’Hurry up and check, or a moment late and I’ll break your legs.’
Yuan Yi smiled; he knew it. Young Master Qian was impatient to know who that boy was, what his name was, where he came from, what his relationship with the madam was, and why he was so close to her, seemingly having a very good relationship.
Alas, clearly caring deeply, yet keeping others at a distance on the surface, Young Master Qian’s feelings for his wife were indeed unpredictable, unfathomable, leaving him more and more puzzled.