F*cking ruthless. It was already eleven oclock, meaning there were less than two hours left to prepare.

Yue Tingfeng looked at Wu Fangs expression and said, In order to fully express the companys philosophy of benevolence and charity, I hope youll see through the construction of all fifty schools, from the beginning until the very end. Whenever it finishes, thats when youll come back.

He then stood up and patted Wu Fang on the shoulder. I have the utmost faith in you, Little Cousin.

Wu Fang thought to himself, F*ckits a move designed specifically to shut me out.

It would be the death of him to oversee fifty highland primary schools from start to finish.

Agh

Jiang Lai caught up hurriedly to Yue Tingfeng and entered the CEOs office. Yue Tingfeng then stretched out his hand. Jiang Lais mind was briefly unable to process anything, but soon after, he quickly rummaged through own pockets and fished out a white smartphone.

It was already unlocked by the time Yue Tingfeng took it, and the first app he tapped on was the photo album.

Many a picture filled the gallery, but most of those images were that of scenery and only a few were shots of people.

Among those few was a picture of a man and a woman.

Smiling happily at the camera was a handsome male foreigner and Yan Qingsi. The man placed his arm around Yan Qingsis neck, with both their heads leaning intimately against each other.

Jiang Lai laid eyes on the phone briefly before looking down. Was the phone about to shatter into pieces at the very next moment?

Without warning, Yue Tingfeng launched something through the air. Fortunately, Jiang Lai managed to catch it thanks to his acute reflexes.

Destroy it.

Jiang Lai nodded frantically and said, Yes.

He went out with the smartphone in hand and breathed out a long-drawn sigh.

Miss Sun, the secretary, held some documents intending to go in, but she asked Jiang Lai beforehand, Is it okay to go in?

Jiang Lai gestured by waving no, then proceeded to make a throat-slitting motion.

Dont dig your own grave.

Yan Qingsi returned to her rental room, where Miss Mai had been waiting for her.

Impatience could be heard from Miss Mais question. So?

Yan Qingsi collapsed onto the sofa and said, Its a fail.

Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, without giving away any inkling of her current mood and state of mind.

Miss Mai wanted to chastise Yan Qingsi, but the latters downtrodden demeanor elicited more pity than anger. Miss Mai cursed out, Theres no such thing as a good man! All you can do is count on your own self in the future. You cant place any hope in them.

Youre right Yan Qingsi mumbled.

Hope could be placed only on oneself, not others; trust no one and rely only on oneself.

Those thoughts floated in Yan Qingsis mind, leaving her on the verge of a bitter laugh. Why would someone like Yue Tingfeng come to her aid after three years of her absence?

What was his reason for helping her? The fact that she slept with him once three years ago?

Heh, a man like Yue Tingfeng had no shortage of women to choose from.

Who did Yan Qingsi think she was?

Yan Qingsi was no more than a slut in his eyes. Yes, a slut.

How could she be a good character when she seduced her aunts man?

Even if she did spend the previous night with him, it was she who voluntarily hit on himit would have been a loss for him if he did not sleep with her.

Miss Mai was familiar with the cold harsh truth of the world, but if she could leave a good employer and open up her own studio, it was because she saw something special in Yan Qingsi. Miss Mais spirits were not to be dampened.

Ill look for an old friend. Recently shes been shooting a film too, but itll be broadcasted on the internet instead of the mainstream because they kept production costs low. With our current situation, we cant be choosy. Ill bring you to meet her later.

Yan Qingsi nodded. Okay.

There were still a couple of things Miss Mai wanted to say, but when she looked at Yan Qingsis lethargic face, all she could do was pat Yan Qingsis shoulder. Rest wellIll be going now.

Miss Mai got up and went for the door. Her hand was about to reach for the handle when she heard Yan Qingsis mumbling behind her. Miss Mai. The feeling when someone tramples over your dignity, its reallyunbearable