Fang Yu's shout was particularly unrefined.
Even the Ye Family's servants couldn't help but roll their eyes, thinking how the miss, with her elegantly beautiful appearance and wise inner qualities, was one in a thousand. How could she pick such an unlucky son-in-law?
A maid came out, bowed, and said, "Son-in-law, the young miss went to work at the company today; she probably won't be back until later."
Gone to work?
But that makes sense; after all, she is the CEO of the Ye Corporation. Without her attendance, the company would indeed have difficulty operating.
"I'm hungry, get me something to eat," Fang Yu said.
"Please wait a moment, son-in-law."
The maid went to the kitchen to prepare food.
...
Zhao Family headquarters.
In a luxurious yet understated room.
Zhao Youdao was practicing calligraphy stroke by stroke.
Thump, thump!
Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded.
"Come in!"
Bam!
The door was abruptly pushed open.