Wan Donglin stood up. "Xixi is busy with work and can’t spare the energy. You’ll need to keep a close eye on things for her. If anything cos up at the shop, you can contact my assistant, Zhang Xiang. This is his business card; he’s always ready to help you both. Alright, I’ll let you get back to it."
With that, Wan Donglin turned to leave. Xu Xiaoya watched wide-eyed as he walked out the main door. Only then did she rember she had forgotten to thank him. She wanted to rush after him to express her gratitude, but she didn’t dare and shrank back. She swallowed all her countless words of thanks. After all, what kind of person was Mr. Third? How could he possibly need her cheap thanks?
After a long pause, she suddenly jumped up, unable to contain her joy. Mr. Third has made his position clear! He ca here this ti just to reassure Xixi! They had spent more than half a year speculating, always worrying that Mr. Third might turn against them at any mont. They hadn’t expected that they had been judging a gentleman by their own petty standards.
She imdiately dialed Yan Xixi’s number. "Xixi..."
As soon as the call connected, Yan Xixi heard Xu Xiaoya’s uproarious laughter, as if she had won a major prize. Even through the phone, Yan Xixi could sense her exceptional joy. She was mystified. "Xiaoya, what’s wrong?"
"Mr. Third ca today. Xixi, he ca to the store..."
Her heart sank.
"Mr. Third looked over the accounts. He said he’s very satisfied with our operations and that we’re doing a great job. He told to watch the store carefully for you, and if there’s anything we can’t handle, we should find his assistant, Zhang Xiang... Xixi, Mr. Third is truly so good to you..."
Yan Xixi wasn’t really listening to what Xu Xiaoya said. Her head was throbbing. What on earth is all this? At this rate, how will I ever return the storefront? What on earth was Wan Donglin trying to do?
As soon as Wan Donglin returned ho, he noticed an extra, low-key black car in the garage. He entered the house and, sure enough, his mother was sitting and drinking tea, though it looked like she hadn’t been ho long.
"Donglin, where have you been?"
He told the truth. "I went to check out the store. It was my first ti."
"How’s it doing?"
"Much better than I expected. It’s surprisingly profitable. However, Yan Xixi genuinely hasn’t taken a single cent from the accounts."
"Xu Xiaoya has even bought a house and a car. Why didn’t she take any money?"
He gave a bitter smile, spreading his hands. "I don’t understand either."
"The boutique is one thing, but why did you buy the entire building?"
"She was pregnant at the ti, and I couldn’t give her an official status, so I didn’t want to shortchange her..."
The building itself was bought back then, originally as a gift for her and the child, to give them sothing to rely on. There was also a large sum of cash in the account and nurous pieces of jewelry. It’s just that she didn’t take these things with her at the ti, and afterward, the matter was dropped.
Liu Daqing stared at him, her eyes sharp. "If that’s the case, why did you bring her to the old residence?"
He was taken aback, unsure of how to respond.
"If I hadn’t asked Old Uncle Yang, I still wouldn’t know you actually took her to the old residence."
The old residence was the place where countless precious paintings and calligraphy, ancient books, and artworks were kept. This place could be considered one of the Wan Family’s secrets, generally not easily shown to outsiders. Even Zhou Ting had never been allowed in. Back then, one reason Wan Donglin divorced his ex-wife was her belief that he kept too many secrets and wasn’t sincere with her. Consequently, she felt there was a lack of basic trust between them as husband and wife. So, she resolutely went abroad and quickly married a foreigner.
So, when Liu Daqing found out that her son had taken Yan Xixi to that place, how could she not be shocked?
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