"Since Auntie has something going on at home, I won't stay any longer." This was, after all, an internal matter of the Ye Family, and Fu Jiachen had no intention of staying for the drama.
Mrs. Ye asked Ye Ke to escort him out, leaving only Ye Han and the butler in the hall.
After they left, Mrs. Ye's expression instantly turned cold. She exchanged a few pleasantries with Ye Shaohua and then instructed the butler to show Ye Shaohua around the Ye residence, thereafter ignoring her.
If this were just after her marriage, Mrs. Ye would still have cared about Ye Shaohua's presence.
But now, with Ye Ke and Ye Han having been smart since childhood and far outshining the mediocre Ye Shaohua in every aspect, Mrs. Ye didn't refuse when Ye's father wanted to bring Ye Shaohua over this time.
The daughter of Ye Father's ex-wife paled in comparison to her own children; seeing Ye Shaohua actually gave her a perverse sense of victory.
"Young Lady, today is Sunday. I'll take you to register at the school tomorrow," the butler said, looking at her.
Ye Shaohua responded absently.
A servant handed her a glass of water, which she took automatically.
Ye Han stood up from the sofa, seemingly on a phone call. He sounded very excited without trying to lower his voice, "The preliminary round starts at eight tonight; I'll use my car, the limited edition one that dad brought from abroad!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohua turned around and suddenly remembered something, slightly tilting her head to look at him, "Little brother, your car's engine power is not enough; racing like that could be dangerous."
Ye Han had just hung up the phone. Hearing Ye Shaohua's words, his mouth twitched, and his voice held a defiant tone, his eyes showing a mix of disdain and impatience, "Not enough engine power? Do you know what kind of car I have? Do you even understand racing to dare to say that?"
The butler and a servant nearby glanced at Ye Shaohua after hearing Ye Han's words, their looks somewhat mocking.
It seemed that this Young Lady was not as well-behaved as she appeared on the surface.
Judging and directing Ye's second son so soon after arriving, did she really think she was the Ye Family's Young Lady?
Ye Shaohua put down the now empty glass on the table and, before leaving, casually hooked her lips at Ye Han with a good mood, "Believe it or not, it's up to you."
In the original story, Ye Han was always a cold on the outside but warm on the inside young man. Even though he was harsh to Ye Shaohua, he was the only one who fought with Fu Jiachen for her sake.
Ye Han did not come home that night, and Ye Father was also late due to busy company matters.
It wasn't until the following morning that Ye Shaohua saw all members of the Ye household.
Ye Father was reading financial newspapers, Ye Han was sitting aside full of thoughts, not looking very good, and Ye Ke was holding a computer, the atmosphere quite harmonious. Ye Shaohua saw Ye Ke holding a computer at the sofa as soon as she came downstairs.
Previously, when Ye Shaohua was either undercover on a mission or being rushed by her agent to shoot, she barely had any time to rest throughout the year. Now, she rarely had time to relax and managed to sleep until she naturally woke up.
"Shaohua's also grown up so much—I heard from your former principal that your Go game is excellent and that you've even won the first-class city prize," Ye Father remarked, obviously startled when he saw Ye Shaohua.
Ye Shaohua looked a lot like her mother, but her predecessor had always been self-deprecating, tarnishing her considerable beauty by quite a bit. Now that she was replaced by Ye Shaohua, there was no longer any sense of inferiority, and in her features, one could vaguely see those of Ye Father's ex-wife, adding a mysterious beauty to Ye Shaohua.
Seeing Ye Father's attitude, Mrs. Ye casually took a tissue to wipe her mouth, "Ake, don't busy yourself with studying yet, eat first, then have the butler take you to ask for leave from the school."
Upon hearing this, Ye Father came to his senses, his gaze also turning towards Ye Ke, filled with affection, "I almost forgot, how is Ake doing in the lab?"
Upon this mention, Ye Ke tapped in the final line of code. No matter how mature she was, she was still only seventeen years old, and possessing such achievements, she couldn't fully hide the pride in her eyes, "Professor Cheng asked me to work directly with him in research after I go to University Beijing."
Speaking of which, Ye Father had an extremely high talent for business, and Mrs. Ye's family was also a wealthy and influential one, and yet it was Ye Ke who had emerged as a prodigy, having had a profound talent in computing from a young age.
After participating in a competition in the first year of high school, she was specially recruited into the national laboratory.
A person like Ye Ke truly had the capital to look down on her peers.
The national laboratories are all confidential, and this Master Cheng is the head of the laboratory and also a fellow at University Beijing. Even the Mayor of Ning City has to show him respect.
"Shaohua, look at your sister; she is a genius. Ning City's leading newspaper has reported on her numerous times. You should learn from her," Ye's father joyfully put down the newspaper he was reading and looked at Ye Ke with immense pride.
Compared to Ye Ke, Shaohua's go skills hardly measured up.
Mrs. Ye, seeing that Ye's father had forgotten about Shaohua's presence, picked up her cup again and lowered her gaze to hide the sarcasm in her eyes.
After breakfast, the Ye family's driver specially drove the three of them to School 1 in a minivan.
Ye Ke seemed very busy and continued to work on coding even in the car.
To those unfamiliar, it just looked like a jumble of code.
Shaohua sat next to Ye Ke, aware of the original story where Ake was a computer prodigy, so she glanced at Ye Ke's computer, somewhat curious about his actual level.
"What are you looking at?" The butler frowned slightly upon noticing this scene, remembering that this young lady who had returned halfway was not well-behaved.
"Looking at the code," Shaohua glanced and then disinterestedly withdrew her gaze.
"Can sister understand it?" Anyone knowledgeable would marvel at Ye Ke's coding speed, yet Shaohua had merely glanced briefly, revealing herself to be an outsider. Thus, Ye Ke purposefully asked.
However, what he didn't know was that before him was a pioneer in computers. In this mission world, Shaohua herself would claim to be second, with few in the world daring to claim first.
Thus, her gaze was so nonchalant.
Shaohua rested her hand on the car window, supporting her chin lazily, "It's okay, I guess."
"It's okay, I guess?" The butler glanced at Shaohua and indifferently said, "Young Lady, the second young lady developed her own new software at fifteen, she is the person with the greatest potential at the youngest age in Ning City's laboratory…"
"Enough, Uncle Wang, why bother explaining to such a person?" Ye Han had been stealing glances at Shaohua, his eyes filled with uncertainty.
Last night, his new race car indeed had issues. If it wasn't for a last-minute reminder to the race driver before the competition, their club's driver might have already been dead, a thought that made him break out in a cold sweat.
Naturally, he also remembered the reminder Shaohua had given him.
But he had long heard that Shaohua grew up in a place smaller than a third-tier city, how could she possibly know about racing?
Ye Han absolutely didn't believe that Shaohua could spot something even the club's professional drivers hadn't noticed, so it must have been a coincidence, a fluke by Shaohua that happened to be correct.
Ye Ke also covered her mouth with a smile, "Sister doesn't understand these things; it's not her fault."
Shaohua dug around in her ear. The level of programming skills in her previous organization was such even novices could achieve it.
So she truly didn't think Ye Ke was anything special.
Subsequently, the people in the car all kept to themselves, remaining silent until they reached School 1 and went their separate ways. The butler took Shaohua to find the principal, as Ye's father had donated a library to the school.
Thus, the principal was quite familiar with the Ye family and directly assigned Shaohua to the best class of the senior year, class one, and personally accompanied Shaohua and the butler there.
The teacher in charge of class one, Mr. Zhang, had received Shaohua's admission information the day before and frowned upon seeing the principal leading Shaohua over, "Principal, I've thought it over. We cannot accept this student in our class."
The principal hadn't expected Mr. Zhang to so openly disrespect him, he pushed up his glasses, "In front of Butler Ye, can't you at least give me some face? Besides, Student Ye also ranked among the top in her previous school."
Mr. Zhang, hearing this, directly shook his head, "Principal, we should be professional. Class one is the experimental class of School 1, each student here is a pillar of the nation's future. You've seen for yourself what Student Ye's scores are like; even first place in her school wouldn't qualify for our class. Having her in our class might impede our top students' learning. The college entrance examination is approaching, and I don't want her presence to negatively impact our students' study or drag down our school's academic performance."
Each class's average score and test rankings were linked to the teacher's performance, and Mr. Zhang had never intended to let Shaohua join his class upon receiving her school records.