"So that's how it is. No wonder she knew all those insider secrets," Old Ma realized with sudden enlightenment. "Who's the man she's clinging to?"
"You don't need to know that," Ye Mingyao sidestepped the question. "You missed such a great opportunity today. What use are you to me?"
"Yes, yes, it was my mistake," Old Ma apologized repeatedly. "I didn't expect Nan Zhifeng to know Mr. Jiang Tian, and, you see, she doesn't seem like an ordinary person—her aura is too strong."
"Cut the crap and get rid of this woman as soon as possible!"
"I'll definitely seize the opportunity next time, rest assured."
"Now you have only three days left. Handle it yourself."
"Deputy General Manager, believe in me. I won't disappoint you again."
"Useless!"
Ye Mingyao cursed and then hung up the phone.
While driving, Yuan Weiming asked, "Young Master, to the hotel or to the hospital?"
"To Night Color."
Ye Mingyao yanked off his tie, his face full of irritation.
