"Young Master, Miss Ye has already gone back to school."
"Mhm, I know. Thank you, Uncle Zhou."
"You're too polite, Young Master!"
Just as Jiang Yutang was about to hang up the phone, Elder Zhou's voice suddenly came through, "Young Master, there's something..."
"What is it?" Seeing that he was hesitating, Jiang Yutang's eyebrows lightly raised.
With some deliberation, Elder Zhou said, "Tonight, when I went to pick up Miss Ye, I saw one of her students. It seems he is the son of Song Hengsheng."
"..." Silence lingered for a long while before Jiang Yutang's soft, emotionless voice came through, "All right, I've got it."
...
The next day was Saturday, and Ye Liangyan didn't have any classes.
In the afternoon, she received a call from Lin Qingyuan, reminding her to return home that evening.
After hanging up the phone, the corners of Ye Liangyan's lips curved into a cold smile.
She had no desire to go back to that home!
