"General, if you ask me, why not just grab Ye Chenfeng and bring him back? It would save us so much trouble! I really don't get what the old chief sees in him!" Qiao Xiyue pouted and complained.
Ji Qiushui raised her head, her icy gaze piercing through Qiao Xiyue, who immediately went silent, not daring to make another sound.
"First, Grandpa must have his reasons for wanting Ye Chenfeng back. Second, someone as outstanding as Chu Qingxue is holding onto him relentlessly. Doesn't that strike you as odd?" Ji Qiushui asked.
Qiao Xiyue was stunned, never having thought of it that way.
"Or perhaps there's a secret about Ye Chenfeng we don't know, and that's exactly what Grandpa values," Ji Qiushui continued.
Qiao Xiyue nodded in vague understanding but still said, "General, I really can't see anything impressive about Ye Chenfeng. If there's one thing he's good at, it's being shameless!"
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"Achoo!"
Just as Ye Chenfeng reached the company entrance, he sneezed.
