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Chapter 72

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She skipped a day of class and did nothing. She took out all the pocket money she had saved and hugged the pile of change until the sky turned dark.

When Jiang Meilan came back, she hugged her in her arms. Her heart ached for her.

"Yan Yan, don't cry. I've thought about you going abroad. I still have some savings and I know a nice uncle. I'll ask him for help."

Everyone in school knew about her relationship with Lu Shen. When the news reached the Lu family, Lu Shen's mother even asked to meet Jiang Meilan. Jiang Meilan could see the obstacles between the two children at a glance.

Ye Huanyan raised her head from Jiang Meilan's arms. She looked at her mother with teary eyes. Her mother had obviously become more haggard after working so hard for the past two days. She wiped her tears, but her voice was still choked with sobs.

"Mom, I don't want to go abroad. I just … promised Lu Shen to buy him a birthday present. I'm still ten dollars short. Just give me next month's pocket money in advance."



Later on, she would occasionally think that if her father had not passed away, and if her family had always been well-off, perhaps she would have gone abroad with Lu Shen. But as she grew older, such thoughts became fewer and fewer. At her current age and experience, looking at the relationship from ten years ago, she actually somewhat agreed with Lu Shen's mother's point of view.

At least at that time, she was not suitable for Lu Shen.

When she got out of the car, Ye Huanyan pulled her hand out of Su Nianhua's and turned to Li Dali.

"When he wakes up, tell him that we have to look forward. I wasn't in as much pain as he thought back then. Tell him not to feel guilty towards me."

Ling Family villa.

Ye Huanyan took off her coat and hung it on the rack at the entrance. She changed into slippers and went straight into the house. She alarmed Ling Ling. She opened the door and came out of her room. She was busy preparing supper for her.

"Don't bother. I've eaten at the office. You should rest early."

"It's okay. Young Master needs to eat when he comes back. How about this? Miss Ye, you take a shower first. I'll cook first. I'll call you when I'm done."

Ling Ling was the only servant left in the house, and Ling Han didn't seem to have any intention of hiring other servants. This made her feel a lot more relaxed. In such a big house, there weren't so many people with ulterior motives, and it actually felt a little warm.

An hour later, Ling Han returned home. As soon as he entered the house, he smelled a faint smell of alcohol. He frowned.

"What's that smell?" A cold voice sounded in the living room.

Lingling had just come out of the kitchen and was wiping her hands on her apron when she heard the noise. She sniffed and was slightly stunned. "It's the smell of fermented wine. I made some fermented rice balls for supper tonight. Young Master, do you want some?"

Ling Han nodded. His eyes fell on the gray woolen coat on the hanger at the entrance, and he frowned slightly.

Ye Huanyan had just come out of the shower. Her wet hair was draped over her shoulders, and the towel on her shoulders was dripping. When she saw Ling Han, she stopped in her tracks. "You're back?"

Ling Han retracted his gaze from the coat and glanced at her with a frown.

"If you stand there for a while, the floor will be wet."

Who taught her to have such a bad habit of not drying her hair after showering? No wonder colds and colds were common.

Ye Huanyan was stunned for a moment. She hurriedly pulled down the towel around her neck and returned to her room while wiping her hair. "I'll go dry it …"

Ten minutes later, Ye Huanyan returned to the dining table with a head of soft hair. Her hair was obviously much smoother after being dried. Without her makeup, she looked younger than usual, and her clear eyes made people feel that she was exceptionally pure.

Ling Han lowered his head to eat his supper. In the time it took for him to raise his head to look at her, he saw her holding the spoon and quickly finishing the bowl of fermented glutinous rice balls.

"No one's fighting with you. You're eating so fast. Do you have something to do tonight?"

"Cough cough …" When she heard him speak, Ye Huanyan hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth. In a moment of carelessness, she choked again and couldn't stop coughing.

Ling Han sneered as if he had expected this. He picked up the glass of water beside him and handed it to her. "You eat so fast. It's normal for you to choke."

Ye Huanyan was busy drinking water. Her heart was in turmoil.

If you hadn't scared me, would I have choked?

Ye Huanyan drank water and continued to cough. Ling Han couldn't stand it anymore and patted her back.

This gentle gesture made Ye Huanyan feel flattered. Her face stiffened as she put down the glass of water. After a long silence, she couldn't help burping …

"Uh …"

A hint of surprise flashed across Ling Han's face. He retracted his hand and examined her without saying a word.

She felt a little guilty and lowered her head. "Actually, burping is very normal. It's just like breathing. If you're alive, you have to breathe or eat. When you're full, you burp …"

Twisted logic.

A hint of contempt flashed across Ling Han's face. He looked like he couldn't be bothered with her.

"Have you settled the matter with the company's artists?" In order to break the awkwardness, Ye Huanyan tried to find a topic to talk about.

Ling Han nodded slightly. "Yes, it's settled."

"What did you do …"

"The company sent someone to bail her out and then fire her."

Simple and clear. This was Ling Han's style of doing things.

Live streaming was a popular way to become famous recently. Pleasure Group was also promoting it. However, the management of the live streaming platform was online management after all. The company couldn't reach that far to determine whether the artists' own behavior was up to standard. Therefore, it was easy for something like this to happen.

"When the planning department submitted the plan to cultivate the live streaming internet influencer, we already asked them to control the scale of the live streaming platform. However, this incident couldn't be avoided. New artists want to make a name for themselves, and there are always people who want to test the waters. Therefore, we can only make an example out of them."

When it came to work, Ling Han's attitude was a little serious.

"If we fire them directly and compensate them for the breach of contract, won't it affect the enthusiasm of the live streaming artists?"

"It was considered in the meeting. The management of live streaming artists needs to be adjusted. This matter has been sent to the various departments. You probably haven't seen it yet. Wake up early tomorrow morning. You'll go on a business trip with me to the branch office."

"Business trip?" Ye Huanyan stared at him. She just wanted to ease the atmosphere, so she casually mentioned what happened today. Why did she get herself a business trip?

"No one informed me!"

Ling Han glanced at her and looked a little impatient.

"I'm officially informing you now. You'll go on a business trip with me to Shanghai tomorrow. The reorganization of live streaming artists is not that simple. The branch office is just at the beginning stage. You'll be in contact with more management in this area in the future. It's necessary for you to familiarize yourself with their work in advance."

Ye Huanyan swallowed. She originally wanted to ask why she had to familiarize herself with the work, but when she met his eyes that didn't allow anyone to refute, she decided to retreat.

Forget it. Wasn't it just a business trip? It wasn't a big deal. It wasn't like she hadn't been there before.

It was just that going on a business trip with Ling Han, in her impression, was not an easy job. Which time wasn't she tortured to the brink of death at night and still had to work energetically with him during the day?

How long had it been? Could it be the calm before the storm?

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