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The Chairwoman was a woman of exceptional grace, yet at that moment, she stood there, momentarily stunned.
Jiang Hao, on the side, deliberately remarked, "Miss Ye's name is quite special; it sounds very imposing. She looks just as grand as her name." He suppressed a laugh and leaned towards the girl next to him, asking, "Jiaqi, don't you think so?"
Song Jiaqi remained silent, looking gloomily at Mother Jiang. The Chairwoman, being someone who had seen much of the world, quickly regained her composure and invited Ye Guilan to take a seat, making an effort not to glance at her ridiculous outfit. Instead, she smiled and asked, "May I ask what Miss Ye does for a living?"
"I'm a security guard," Yin Yanhe answered for Ye Guilan.
Both Ye Guilan and Mother Jiang turned their heads in shock. Mother Jiang found it hard to believe, while Ye Guilan was curious that the leader knew about her previous job. Just then, a waiter handed over the menu. When Ye Guilan saw it was all in English, she felt embarrassed and looked at Yin Yanhe. He seemed oblivious and began ordering for himself.
With no other choice, Ye Guilan casually said, "I'll have the pickled vegetable fried rice."
Jiang Hao choked on his drink, Song Jiaqi's eyes widened in disbelief, but Yin Yanhe remained calm and said, "This is an Italian restaurant; we don't have pickled vegetables. Choose something else."
"Oh, then I'll go with egg fried rice."
The waiter was momentarily taken aback; he didn't even react when Ye Guilan returned the menu to him, causing it to drop to the floor. Ye Guilan immediately bent down to pick it up but suddenly straightened up with a look of panic.
Yin Yanhe asked, "What's wrong?"
Ye Guilan kept her bottom still while awkwardly shifting her upper body closer to Yin Yanhe and whispered something. Curious, Jiang Hao asked what was going on. Yin Yanhe calmly replied, "It's nothing; her clothes ripped."
Ye Guilan blushed and chuckled awkwardly. "Um, excuse me; I need to go to the restroom..."
As she stood up, her chair fell over, drawing the attention of everyone in the restaurant. Mother Jiang watched her flustered exit and immediately turned back with a changed expression: "Who is she?"
"My girlfriend," Yin Yanhe answered truthfully.
Mother Jiang's eyes narrowed as the aura of a powerful businesswoman emerged instantly. Song Jiaqi felt a bit awkward and also stood up to say she needed to go to the restroom. As soon as she left, Mother Jiang became furious: "I don't care who she is; you need to handle this situation quickly. Jiaqi's parents are about to return home; don't create unnecessary trouble, understand?"
Pausing with his cup at his lips for a moment, Yin Yanhe replied calmly, "What you need to handle is Jiaqi; I already have a girlfriend."
"Say that again!"
"I have a girlfriend now."
"Yin Yanhe!" Mother Jiang slammed the table and glared, disregarding the occasion. "What did you promise me back then? Don’t think you can just bring any woman here and fool me. I know exactly what you're thinking! Let me tell you, your engagement with Jiaqi is crucial, and you have no right to do as you please!"
Yin Yanhe remained silent for a moment before finally looking up at Mother Jiang. "If I do as I please, will you respect my choice? Or are you planning to use the same old tricks to make me willingly submit to your control?"
Mother Jiang's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. Yin Yanhe continued coldly, "You know very well that paper can't contain fire. Sooner or later, I will find out about the things you've done. It's just that if I find out at the wrong time, it might ruin your collaboration with the Song family."
"You!" Mother Jiang knew what he was referring to and, suppressing her anger, asked, "Look at the woman beside you—what does Jiaqi lack compared to them? Everything I've done is for your own good! What reason do you have to oppose me?"
Yin Yanhe sneered. Before he could respond, several screams pierced the air. He turned to see Song Jiaqi running out in a panic, with Ye Guilan chasing after her, shouting, "Let me explain..."
Song Jiaqi ignored her and rushed in front of Mother Jiang, trembling as she extended her hand. After a long moment, she suddenly burst into tears. Upon seeing what Song Jiaqi was holding, Mother Jiang's face turned pale. Yin Yanhe seemed to notice as well; he paused briefly before walking over to Ye Guilan and calmly said, "Is this reason sufficient now?"
Without another word, he pulled Ye Guilan along and turned to leave. Enraged, Mother Jiang threw the pregnancy test stick from Song Jiaqi's hand onto the ground. Jiang Hao glanced over and laughed out loud at the sight of two lines.
Ye Guilan was bewildered but could only follow Yin Yanhe outside. Once they were out of the restaurant, she couldn't help but ask, "General Yin, I can explain!"
Yin Yanhe remained silent.
Ye Guilan persisted, continuing her explanation for the tenth time: "That lady left it on the sink; I thought it was hers and picked it up to return it to her. Then Miss Song came in and thought it was mine and screamed—so then..."
Suddenly she paused mid-sentence. "Should I go back and explain? The general must have misunderstood!"
Yin Yanhe glanced at her. "Explain what? Isn't this better?"
"..." Of course you think it's better; you've secured the chairman's approval, but what about the general manager? This isn't just a case of catching someone in the act; now he's seen that kind of thing—my salary, bonuses, and commissions... Ye Guilan felt like her heart was bleeding.
Seeing her distressed expression, Yin Yanhe added, "You performed well today; I will keep my promise to you. But please remember that from now on, we have no relationship whatsoever. No, we never had any relationship to begin with. Do you understand?"
Ye Guilan nodded, pondering for a moment before hesitantly asking, "Are you... are you sure we didn't... you know, that night?"
"No."
"Really?"
"No."
"Really... not?"
Yin Yanhe slammed on the brakes, causing Ye Guilan in the passenger seat to nearly collide with the windshield. The leader held the steering wheel, not even turning his head, and coldly s Love and Hate d two words: "Get out."
"Huh?"
"I s Love and Hate d get out. Do you not understand?"
Ye Guilan obediently got out of the car, feeling that something was off. She bent down and asked, "I feel like the ch Love and Hate rman isn't very happy today. Did she figure something out?"
Yin Yanhe didn't answer, rolled up the window, and sped away with a whoosh. By the time Ye Guilan realized what had happened, she could only shout at the t Love and Hate llights, "General Yin, does this count as overtime for me today...?"
Sigh, with no money in hand, it truly felt disheartening.
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