"I told them..."
A glint flashed in Ye Yizhou's eyes, his tone solemn and grave. "You and I had a falling-out, and if we couldn't sort it out, we might have to divorce. If we divorced, this joint project would probably be dead in the water. Losing a few hundred million each would be the least of it. If you were unhappy, it'd be, 'The weather's getting cold. Time for Lingyao Group to go bankrupt.' It breaks my heart to think of all those uncles and aunties going hungry at their age. It really does."
"And those elders really do care about me. The moment they heard, they said it didn't matter whether the company went bankrupt. Whatever they needed to do to cooperate was no problem. What mattered was that nothing mattered more than the two of us having a good life together!"
Ye Yizhou lowered his eyes, a little moved, and pressed his lips together as he nodded.
The next second, when Ye Yizhou looked up at Yan Qingdu, his eyes curved with a smile as sly as a little fox who loved playing tricks.
"Lesson learned. I truly couldn't pick up a single thing." Yan Qingdu admitted defeat.
Ye Yizhou wasn't just quick-witted; he had all the jokes, too, constantly bouncing between infuriating people and making them laugh.
Even his occasional sarcasm and coy little acts were oddly cute.
Because he himself was very cute.
"Right? Language is an art. Not everyone can become a master."
A hint of smugness showed in Ye Yizhou's expression.
"Master, a friend of mine has a question. Could you answer it?"
Yan Qingdu looked at Ye Yizhou with a serious expression as he asked.
Ye Yizhou gave him a thoughtful look, then casually withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Go ahead."