Chapter 237
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Compared to her slightly playful teasing, Jian Yi did not have the leisure to do so.
Seeing them come to talk to him, he felt a little impatient as if he was disturbed.
He stood by the window with his tall and straight body. He turned his head slightly, raised his cold eyes, and said directly,
"What's the matter?"
Ye Wanwan did not expect him to be so straightforward. Her charming and enchanting face was slightly stiff.
But soon she recovered her charming smile. Her slender and white fingers flicked her hair, showing a little flirtatious,
"Nothing serious. We just want to ask, since the Jian family unilaterally tore up the contract with the Song enterprise for so long, should Mr. Jian give us an explanation?"
Song Seung-taek's handsome eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked at him with gloomy eyes.
However, Jian Yi did not even bother to look at them. He just pursed his thin lips and looked out of the window indifferently.
The next second, he said in a cold voice,
"Instead of asking me for an explanation, it's better to go home and think about how to improve the education of the next generation of the Song family!"
Ye Wanwan and Song Seung-taek were not stupid. They were both old foxes who had been through a lot.
In an instant, she understood what he meant!
Immediately, Ye Wanwan's face changed slightly, "You, you mean Wanwan …"
It turned out to be Wanwan's fault!
Song Seung-taek's expression also changed.
He did not expect that the source of this matter was actually Wanwan's fault!
But Jian Yi did not say more.
Song Wanwan was not around now, so Ye Wanwan could not ask her how she had offended Jian Sheng.
It must not be a trivial matter for Jian Yi to be so ruthless.
It was reasonable to say that they should catch Song Wanwan and ask her first.
But Ye Wanwan really did not want to give up such a rare opportunity to talk to Jian Yi.
They had not talked about the cooperation yet.
She saw his cold and calm eyes looking out of the window.
Ye Wanwan's heart slightly moved, and she also looked up.
Not far away, beside the European-style fountain pool.
A little boy with a fair and delicate face, but a little shy and nervous, was holding a writing board.
Standing on the cobblestone path, he leaned forward slightly, as if he was carefully looking at the fish swimming in the fountain pool.
There was a little fatty beside him who would talk to him from time to time.
Perhaps it was because there were too few people in the courtyard and the air was too quiet that Ye Wanwan could hear everything he said clearly.
The little fatty was happily telling the little shota which fish were fatter and which fish were prettier.
The little boy didn't utter a word and just kept nodding his head.
Unsurprisingly, this little boy should be the young master of the Jian family, the most precious grandson of Grandpa and Grandma Jian, Jian Sheng.
Ye Wanwan's eyes flashed. She pretended not to know and asked with a smile, "President Jian, is that your son?"
Jian Yi still did not say anything, as if Ye Wanwan did not exist.
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