The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 627: This is San Qianyu’s Suggestion

Xiao Qimo, after struggling for half a minute, agreed with a bearing of grudging endurance.

Yun Sang’s little trick succeeded, brightening his mood.

He clapped Xiao Qimo on the shoulder, "Wait for your brother’s good news. With your bro Yun in action, I guarantee I’ll get this thing done perfectly for you!"

Xiao Qimo’s expression lightened slightly.

Having a meal alone was no big deal; it would take just a minute or two!

As long as he could accomplish the task and settle things with Lu Xi, he could endure it for a bit.

Yun Sang had no idea about Xiao Qimo’s cunning plan, hands clasped behind his head, sauntering out of the training room. He suddenly remembered something as he reached the door and saw Mo Si.

The mischievous man curled his lips, looking back at Xiao Qimo with an enigmatic smile.

"I finally know..." Yun Sang hummed lightly, "who snitched to Captain Zhou Xin about me sneaking hamburgers."

Mo Si shuddered and humbly lowered his head.

Xiao Qimo pretended not to understand, leisurely adjusting his glasses, "I wish you success!"

——

First-floor restroom.

Ya Ling kicked the door open with great urgency just as Ye Jinwen sat on the floor clutching his knees, pain on his face.

When he saw Ya Ling, his expression grew even more exaggerated.

"Xi Xi, I can’t feel my legs. I’m not injured in the spine, am I?"

Ya Ling, who had been worried on her way here, was less anxious upon seeing Ye Jinwen. Hearing his words now, she could completely relax.

She rolled her eyes, looking down from above at the man on the floor feigning pitifulness, expressionless and even a bit amused.

Such poor acting!

"Stop acting, get up. Aren’t you disgusted by the dirty floor?"

Ye Jinwen stiffened his neck, "I cleaned it very well!"

"..." Ya Ling was left speechless. "Am I supposed to praise you for that?"

"No need for that. Xi Xi, I’m hurt and I can’t get up; please take me back to my room..."

Just as Ye Jinwen was pitifully seeking favor, Ya Ling’s toes struck his kneecap with lightning speed and precision.

Then—

The leg Ye Jinwen had been holding, reflexively jerked.

Ya Ling leaned over, taunting as she looked down at Ye Jinwen, "I thought you said you couldn’t feel your legs. How come there’s a knee jerk reaction?!"

Ya Ling suspected she had come to Zitan Pavilion to expose fakes, having just dealt with Xiao Qimo, and now encountering Ye Jinwen.

Ye Jinwen: ...

Trying to fake an injury before a doctor, he really was getting ahead of himself.

"Xi Xi!" Ye Jinwen hastily stood up, seeing Ya Ling’s displeasure, and hurried to coax her, "It’s just that I wanted to interact with you a bit! I didn’t lie, I really did fall just now, and it was a hard fall on my butt, it truly hurts..."

To the current Ya Ling, Ye Jinwen’s cautiousness and deliberate efforts to please were too glaring, too heart-wrenching.

She brushed off Ye Jinwen’s hand, deeply disliking this state he was in.

"When did you become so boring and childish?"

"I..." Ye Jinwen’s heart suddenly tightened, the forced smile on his baby-faced expression slowly fading to a bitter one, "I’m childish, I’m boring, I play the fool – but isn’t it all to make you smile, to catch your attention?"

Ya Ling shook her head, "Ye Jinwen, it’s really not necessary."

"It is necessary! It is..."

Ya Ling raised her hand to interrupt him, "My heart is no longer here, do you understand?"

No longer here...

"Is it... no longer with me?"

Ye Jinwen asked laboriously, his voice trembling and drifting, feeling as if the voice wasn’t his own.

Ya Ling didn’t speak; she closed her eyes and turned away.

Some words, once uttered for the first time with great effort, left her with no strength to repeat them.

Ye Jinwen took her silence as an affirmation and looked down at himself.

He was still wearing the apron he put on for cleaning, having deliberately removed his gloves when he slipped. He could see the mirror with just a slight turn of his head, but he didn’t want to look.

He knew that the reflection of Ye Jinwen in the mirror must be in a disheveled state, his expression surely hard to bear.

"You were right; I am boring and childish. I also think I’m a fool. Foolishly searching for you, waiting for you. And when I finally got you back, I was told your heart is no longer here."

Ye Jinwen said sorrowfully, wanting to step forward and hold Ya Ling, wanting to do everything in his power to keep her close.

But he was dissuaded by the mere turn of her body.

Ye Jinwen suddenly realized that the person before him was Ya Ling, no longer Ye Lingxi.

Standing behind her, he could only embrace the outline of the girl in vain, his hands falling helplessly to his sides.

"Xi Xi, what do you want me to do, what exactly do you want me to do?"

The girl, with her back to Ye Jinwen, tilted her head up slightly and took a deep breath.

Ye Jinwen didn’t see the moisture in her eyes, nor did he see her pushing back the tears.

He only heard Ya Ling’s emotionless voice, enunciating each word.

"Stay away from me."

Stay away from me.

Ye Jinwen thought these were the most hateful four words in the world.

——

Sufeng Game Company.

Qiu Shu took the task assigned by Lu Mian and during the executive meeting, he brought up the suggestion.

To change the theme of the current design competition.

When he made this suggestion, everyone in the conference room looked at him as if to say, "Are you crazy?" With only four days left before the promotion, changing the theme at this time was either madness or stupidity.

Qiu Shu had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain Lu Mian’s two reasons.

The third-generation planner Fei Nie cut him off halfway through his explanation.

"Director Qiu, I don’t know where you suddenly got these theories from, but I’m telling you, having studied abroad for many years, I understand this market better than anyone else in the country. The theme I proposed was also after careful deliberation!"

After saying this, she huffed disdainfully.

"If Director Qiu is looking for presence, there’s no need to add to everyone’s trouble with this sort of thing."

Qiu Shu had been suppressed by Fei Nie not just for a day or two already. Originally, he was a core member of the second-generation San Qianyu’s team. With San Qianyu’s departure and Fei Nie’s assertive takeover, it was inevitable that older employees would be edged out.

Qiu Shu was already accustomed to it, but his trust in San Qianyu made him persist in continuing to speak.

"Fei the Great God, this isn’t making trouble, this is a suggestion, a worthwhile suggestion."

"Then tell me, why didn’t you speak up before? Bringing this up now must mean someone specifically told you."

Qiu Shu candidly admitted, "Yes, this person is the second-generation deity, San Qianyu. This is her suggestion."

Upon hearing this name, many executives fell silent.

If it was San Qianyu’s suggestion, then it warranted serious consideration.

San Qianyu...

Meanwhile, Xiu Qian, sitting in a corner of the conference room, lifted his eyelids at the mention of this name.

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