闪电算

Can she return home?

She hadn’t been home in a while and missed everyone on the island.

“Sure, meet me at the entrance of our TV station tomorrow morning.”

“Ok, no problem. You sure are cautious, not willing to tell me your address. Are you afraid I might take advantage of you? Don’t worry, you’re like my ancestor, my beacon of hope in this world, I should be cherishing you…”

Ye Xingguang chuckled, completely unaware of the raging jealousy brewing next to her. Who allowed her to go have fun with Han Chengbei?

His woman, does she require someone else’s cherishing?

The hand of Ye Junqing, which held the microphone, unknowingly tightened, his veins popping.

Ye Xingguang chatted with Han Chengbei for a while and after saying, “See you tomorrow,” she finally hung up the phone.

As Ye Xingguang slipped her phone into her pocket and looked up at Ye Junqing, she noticed his face had turned sour. His deep-set facial features appeared tense, and after a quick thought, she said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. You can speak now.”

Speak? Speak about what?

Ye Junqings face was overshadowed by a veil of darkness, his gaze heavy as it fell on her face. ‘1 1 have to return to Z city tonight. There’s an economic summit tomorrow morning, and I can’t miss it. You should accompany me.”

“Huh? You want me to come with you?”

Ye Junqings gaze darkened, an overwhelming sense of oppression engulfing her. “What, are you unwilling?”

“Well, it’s not that, it’s just…”

Before she could finish speaking, Ye Junqing picked up his coat and grabbed her wrist. “Since it’s not that, let’s go. It’s late, and if we take the plane now, we might reach Z city by midnight.”

Ye Xingguang was forced to keep up with Ye Junqings strides. He was tall with long legs, forcing her to walk quickly to keep pace with him.

“Wait, Ye Junqing… I haven’t even packed a change of clothes, and besides, tomorrow…”

“I’ve been dealing with flights all day for you and can’t afford a delay. I’ll have

someone buy you clothes now and have the hotel do a quick laundry service. You won’t have a shortage of clothes tomorrow.”

Ye Junqing shot down her excuse in a sentence, not even letting her voice her ‘plans’ for tomorrow.

She dared to say she was free to go out with Han Chengbei tomorrow, but didn’t have time to accompany him? He might as well throttle her!

“But, why are you taking me there?”

Ye Junqing lowered his head, glaring at her with steely eyes. “As a journalist, aren’t you excited to interview at the World Economic Conference?” Um… of course she was!

Her TV station had sent people there, Rebecca Perry got the chance to go because of her family connections, but she didn’t get the opportunity. She grumbled, “The station didn’t assign me to cover that.”

“Just because they didn’t assign it to you, you didn’t think to take the initiative? Remember, a soldier who doesn’t want to be a general isn’t a good soldier. Tomorrow, I’ve arranged interviews with several big players in the economy. do you want to go or not?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Ye Xingguang bobbed her head like a drum.

Some of the fury in Ye Junqings belly finally dissipated.

In the car on the way to the airport, Ye Xingguang phoned Han Chengbei, about the sudden overtime work ordered by her station, and that she couldn’t make it to the island. This lessened some of Ye Junqings anger again.

On the other side.

The now snubbed Han Chengbei, angrily hung up the phone.

Then, turning to the person sitting on the sofa in his living room, he said, “Rebecca, can you believe it? A charming, wealthy gent like me, who could make thousands of young girls swoon, was just rejected. Now I can’t go to the island. She’s been asked to work overtime tomorrow.. But why are you interested in that island?”