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Ye Guilan walked several kilometers before finally catching a bus. Just as she arrived at the entrance of her community, she received a call from Ye Guiwen.
Ye Guiwen expressed deep admiration for her sister's ability to endure humiliation and hardship. However, she seemed even more intrigued by the fact that Ye Guilan had managed to survive until now, especially after serving such a twisted leader. Coughing lightly, Ye Guilan sighed sadly and recounted the recent events from start to finish, including the absurd experience she had that evening. As she spoke, even she found it hard to believe. On the other end of the line, there was silence. After calling out several times, Ye Guilan finally heard Ye Guiwen's eerie voice: "Sister, you're done for."
"Hey, don’t say that! Come back quickly!"
Ye Guiwen immediately made a decision: "I think I’ll stay away for a while. You've offended the chairman and the most formidable woman in this city. Good luck with that."
"Hey, you can't do this to me!" Ye Guilan exclaimed, stamping her feet in frustration.
"Sister, I really can’t help it. I’ll handle things with Yin Yanhe. This money should be enough for you to live comfortably without worrying about your livelihood in the future," Ye Guiwen said with a hint of helplessness.
The implication was clear: you’ve been fired.
Being fired was nothing compared to two million! Ye Guilan stared at the check in disbelief, unable to process it for a long time.
"What do you mean? General Yin is her son, and Manager Jiang is also her son. What kind of connection is that?" Ye Guilan widened her eyes in confusion.
"How did I offend her? I have no connection with her at all; don’t make excuses for me!" Ye Guilan frowned, looking completely innocent.
"What did you say?" Ye Guilan stumbled slightly, nearly falling over.
"I... said nothing," Ye Guiwen replied, feeling a surge of sympathy. Tsk tsk, who knew that filling in for someone could lead to such chaos? Her sister was truly one of a kind!
The dreaded Monday arrived. Ye Guilan did not go to work. During the meeting, everyone debated whether they should call to inform her. Yin Yanhe’s expression was cold as he calmly stated, "No need; she won't be coming." The others noticed their leader's icy demeanor and recalled Ye Guilan's recent erratic behavior. They thought she must have been fired and felt both sympathy and nostalgia for the girl who dared to snore under their boss’s nose...
That day, Yin Yanhe worked late into the night. As he finished his tasks and prepared to leave, he noticed Ye Guilan standing by the elevator with a box in her hands. He turned around and saw that all her personal belongings were gone from her desk.
Ye Guilan also spotted her boss but neither spoke as they entered the elevator one after the other, standing at opposite ends. As the elevator descended floor by floor, Ye Guilan found herself inexplicably tense while staring at the numbers on the display. She inwardly lamented how unlucky she was; just when she thought she could sneak away under the cover of darkness, she ran into him!
"How much did my mother give you?" Yin Yanhe suddenly asked, staring straight ahead.
"Ah?" Ye Guilan tilted her head, looking at Yin Yanhe with confusion.
Yin Yanhe kept his gaze steady, his tone flat. "What are you pretending for? Am I not clear about her methods? You're so obsessed with money; how could you leave without a little incentive?"
Ye Guilan thought for a moment and replied honestly, "She offered two million, saying she would give the other half after the child is aborted."
"Four million?" Yin Yanhe finally turned to look at her, a half-smile on his face. "I didn't realize your belly was worth so much. You might as well give birth; who knows, you could earn even more."
Hearing this, Ye Guilan felt embarrassed and muttered softly, "But how can I give birth?"
"What's so difficult about having a child?" Yin Yanhe suddenly grabbed Ye Guilan's hand, causing the box she was holding to drop and its contents to scatter everywhere. Just as Ye Guilan bent down to pick them up, he pressed her down. He leaned closer, his gaze sharp and cold. "I really want to see what expression my mother would have if a woman like you had a child. That would be quite amusing; she values social status above all else and can't stand others gossiping behind her back."
What does he mean by 'a woman like you'? Ye Guilan felt discriminated ag Love and Hate nst but sluggishly retorted, "Have a child? With you?"
Yin Yanhe rem Love and Hate ned noncommittal. "Don't you love money? Name your price, and we'll have the child."
It was only then that Ye Guilan realized what he meant. She pushed him away forcefully, hands on her hips, and s Love and Hate d fiercely, "Money, money, money! All you think about is money! How are you any different from your mother?!"
Yin Yanhe nodded slightly. "Right, her money and my money look the same. But don't you think I’m more valuable to you than she is? Four million isn't a small amount, but it will run out eventually. A child is a long-term investment; don't you agree?"
"You're ridiculous!" Ye Guilan shouted angrily. "I didn’t take your mother's money!"
Yin Yanhe was taken aback. "Didn’t take?"
"Of course not! How could I deceive anyone when I'm not even pregnant? Besides, even if I had a baby, why would I want to get rid of it? Money can't buy everything!" Remembering how the ch Love and Hate rman had thrown money around that day made Ye Guilan furious. She pointed at Yin Yanhe and scolded him, "Your whole family is twisted! Just because you're rich doesn't mean you're special! You can find anyone else to have a child with; I'm not doing it!"
As soon as Ye Guilan finished shouting, all the lights suddenly went out. With a loud bang, the elevator came to a halt. But that noise seemed excessive; elevators shouldn't be that fragile.
The elevator was pitch black, and there was no sound from Yin Yanhe either. Ye Guilan called out several times without receiving a response; wasn't it a bit too cruel to scare her at this moment? She could only fumble in the dark for the buttons, but just as she reached out her hand, Yin Yanhe grabbed her firmly. She instinctively struggled. "What are you doing? Let go of me!"
"Don't move!" Yin Yanhe s Love and Hate d sharply.
"Don't move! If you keep touching me, I'm going to scream! Stay away! Help! Help..." Ye Guilan suddenly fell silent, as if she sensed something. The grip on her wrist was strong yet trembling. Yes, she could clearly feel him shaking. Could it be that a grown man is afr Love and Hate d of the dark? Ye Guilan asked, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Are you okay?"
Yin Yanhe rem Love and Hate ned silent.
Ye Guilan asked ag Love and Hate n, "Are you afr Love and Hate d of the dark?"
Still no response from Yin Yanhe. Ye Guilan grew more curious, "Do you... have a problem?"
"You have a problem!" Though Yin Yanhe was angry, his voice was unsteady.
Ye Guilan nodded as she thought, "My dad says being afr Love and Hate d of the dark is a kind of illness called nyctophobia. Hmm, you must have it."
"Shut up!"
As the silence settled in, the darkness in the elevator became even more eerie. Yin Yanhe held onto Ye Guilan's hand tightly, and his trembling intensified. Worried, Ye Guilan reached out with her other hand to comfort him. Without hesitation, Yin Yanhe pulled her closer to him. They stood facing each other, neither saying a word.
After m Love and Hate nt Love and Hate ning this strange position for a while, Ye Guilan's limbs began to feel numb, but she didn't dare to move. She wondered how serious his condition was; what if he snapped? It reminded her of a horror movie titled "Elevator Horror." The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, and soon she found herself trembling as well. After a moment, Yin Yanhe suddenly s Love and Hate d, "I'm sorry."
Huh? Ye Guilan was startled. Was he about to lose control? She clenched her fists in heightened alertness. Yin Yanhe continued, "I used to have a girlfriend."
"Oh." Ye Guilan sighed inwardly.
Yin Yanhe went on, "We had a good relationship, but my mother didn't like her. Just before we were supposed to get married, she went to my girlfriend and made her leave me."
"Oh." No wonder he clashed with his mother; he must have some resentment.
"Later she left after taking money from my mother. I only found out recently."
Ye Guilan swallowed hard, realizing that his twisted personality stemmed from significant trauma.
"Is 'oh' all you can say?"
"Oh."
Ye Guilan pondered for a long time before curiously asking, "Why do you and Manager Jiang have different surnames?"
He was clearly recounting a tragic love story, yet she chose to ask such a question... Yin Yanhe's voice was almost forced through clenched teeth. "My parents divorced when I was young. I live with my father, and Jiang Hao lives with my mother. My mother changed his surname."
Ye Guilan remained oblivious and continued, "Then why does no one in the company know about your relationship with the chairman?"
Yin Yanhe paused for a moment. "Because I don't want them to."
Ye Guilan suddenly understood. "No wonder Manager Jiang is so close to you; you're his brother... Oh, I thought you two were having an affair, hahahaha—"
Yin Yanhe tightened his grip, pulling Ye Guilan closer. Just then, the lights suddenly turned on, and the elevator started moving again, returning to normal. Ye Guilan realized how close they were standing, their faces nearly touching. Her cheeks flushed as she tried to pull away, but Yin Yanhe wouldn’t let go; the more she struggled, the closer he pulled her. Ye Guilan practiced judo, and in that moment, her body instinctively reacted faster than her brain could think. Without a second thought, she grabbed Yin Yanhe's arm and attempted to throw him over her shoulder... Huh? Why wasn’t he moving? She tried harder, but still nothing...
Ye Guilan felt embarrassed; he was the first person ever who could withstand her shoulder throw!
"You need to be a bit gentler as a woman, understand?" Yin Yanhe seized the opportunity to wrap his arms around Ye Guilan's waist and leaned in closer to whisper in her ear, "You really are quite slow, you know?"
Ye Guilan was too preoccupied with her failed throw to notice their intimate position at that moment. As soon as the elevator doors opened, they were exposed for all to see.
Song Jiaqi stood at the elevator entrance, staring blankly at the scene before her, her late-night snack spilling all over the floor. Then with a loud "Wow," she burst into tears.
Well, it seemed that a bold life needed no reason at all.
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