Zhang Ze scowled, looking at Ye Shu with a displeasure in his eyes.
"You really are just like your mother, not tactful at all."
Ye Shu pursed her lips, standing calmly in front of Zhang Ze, "I am my mother's daughter, naturally, my personality is very much like hers."
Zhang Ze, with a darkened face, walked past her, his expression cold and dissatisfied.
Ye Shu lowered her eyes as she watched him leave, her gaze then shifting back to the glass door, where his reflection was already walking away.
Wenzhao, indeed, does not trust her.
But how sincere was Zhang Ze when he said he wanted to help her?
However, everything is driven by their own interests.
Ye Corporation is truly caught between a tiger in the front and a financial wolf in the back. How to take control of it is truly a vexing issue.
She returned to her office, massaged her temples, feeling utterly drained.
Sure enough, Wenzhao came to the office after a while to test her attitude.
