Xun Yang was puzzled in his heart but knew there were certain questions better left unasked. He agreed with a sound and drove the car out of the estate's grand gates.
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Upstairs.
Gai Yu stood by the window, watching Xicheng's car drive into the distance, and sighed gently. She took out her cellphone and called her assistant.
"Bring some workers over, and deal with Xiaohan's side of the estate. Remember to use reliable people from our own company, and don't let the news leak out."
Being a public figure, if such an event were to be known by reporters, there would likely be a mess of wild stories written about it.
After stuffing her cellphone back into her handbag, she noticed her left sleeve had rolled up a bit. She promptly stretched out her finger and meticulously pulled the sleeve down to cover most of her hand.
