She chased after them as she spoke, but unfortunately, she was wearing high heels and couldn't keep up with the two people in front of her. When she reached the door, she saw the two of them get into the car and leave together.

Wang Qi was still taking pictures with her phone, but the photos were not clear because of the distance. She could only vaguely see Jiang Che helping a woman into the car.

Jiang Che and his companion were completely unaware that someone was following them. The car slowly drove away, and Wang Qi watched them go, stomping her feet in anger.

Ye Zhao stayed in a hotel very close to the hospital, arranged by Jiang Che, which was also one of the properties under the Jiang family's name.

As the car pulled up in front of the hotel, Ye Zhao was about to say goodbye to Jiang Che when he suddenly asked, "How have you been since you came back?"

Unexpectedly, he suddenly asked this question. Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "There's nothing I'm not used to, but I'm so busy I barely have time to breathe."

Jiang Che smiled upon hearing this: "It does take some time to deal with these things for the first time, but I heard from Mu Xu that it should be finished soon, right?"

Ye Zhao nodded and replied, "Yes, soon."

Jiang Che turned to look at her profile, his eyes gentle: "President Ye's condition is quite dangerous, and he may have to stay in the hospital for a while. What are your plans?"

Speaking of this, Ye Zhao sighed: "What can we do? We'll try to save him if we can, but if he really can't wake up, then that's his fate."

Jiang Che looked at Ye Zhao, who was calm, and slowly asked, "You and President Ye don't seem to have a very good relationship?"

He didn't know anything about Ye Zhao's situation a few years ago. During their time together, they hadn't talked about anything related to family. However, Jiang Che had vaguely sensed that Ye Zhao and her father seemed to have a very ordinary relationship. But in the last two days, it seemed that they had no relationship at all, or rather, Ye Zhao's attitude towards her father, Ye Feng, was almost indifferent.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhao turned to look at him, and after a few seconds of silence, replied, "Yes, not good."

There's nothing wrong with saying that; the father and daughter do indeed have a bad relationship.

Jiang Che nodded slightly upon hearing this, and then asked, "Is this also why you don't want to go back to City A?"

After asking, perhaps realizing he had been too presumptuous, he quickly added, "I'm sorry, I was just a little curious, I didn't mean anything by it. You don't have to say if you don't want to."

Ye Zhao smiled as he looked at Jiang Che's sincere yet somewhat helpless expression. It was surprising that the president of a listed group could have such a side to him.

“There’s nothing wrong with saying it. This is indeed one of the reasons why I don’t want to come back. But he’s lying in the hospital now, and his life hangs in the balance. There’s nothing I can do. We’re father and daughter after all. He gave me life and raised me.”

Jiang Che nodded and didn't say anything more, but he instructed, "President Ye's situation is complicated right now, and his life is in danger at any time. If anything happens, please remember to contact me."

After saying that, he probably felt that he hadn't expressed his meaning, so he quickly added, "What I meant was, don't feel burdened by what I said the other day. I do hope you can give me a chance, but even if you don't, we can still be friends. I don't want you to distance yourself from me because of what I said the other day."

The car was dimly lit, but Ye Zhao felt that Jiang Che's eyes were too bright. She even dared not look directly at them, and quickly nodded and said, "Okay, I won't stand on ceremony with you."

Jiang Che smiled and got out of the car to open the door for her.

Get some rest.

"The same to you."

These past two days, Ye Zhao has been busy dealing with Ye Feng's affairs, and she's been working non-stop. Today, she spent the whole afternoon waiting at the hospital, and she was completely exhausted. After getting to her room, she dragged her tired body to take a shower and went straight to bed.

When she woke up, it was already the next morning, and she was woken up by Lin Yu's phone call.

"Hello? Xiaoyu?"

"Zhaozhao, are you still at the hotel?"

Ye Zhao's voice was nasal and lazy: "Yeah, I just woke up."

Lin Yu's clear voice came: "Okay, Uncle Ye has doctors, nurses and caregivers here, I'll come find you first."

Ye Zhao said slowly, "Okay, bring me some food, I'm so hungry."

Lin Yu: "What do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you."

Actually, there was food at the hotel restaurant, but Ye Zhao was too lazy to go there, since Lin Yu was coming anyway.

When Lin Yu arrived, it was already half an hour later. Ye Zhao had finished washing up and was leaning against the balcony railing, basking in the sun.

"You must be exhausted these past few days?" Lin Yu asked, placing breakfast on the table.

While picking at the breakfast she had brought, Ye Zhao replied, "Yeah, a little, but I'm almost done with my work."

Lin Yu sat down next to her: "That's good. Try that seafood wonton, it used to be your favorite."

Ye Zhao paused in her soy milk drinking, then snuggled closer to Lin Yu and said in a sweet, affectionate tone, "Xiao Yu is the best."

Lin Yu looked at her with amusement and said sarcastically, "How can you compare to Cheng Yu..."

The sarcastic tone and deliberately drawn-out intonation made Ye Zhao feel a little guilty, so she quickly pulled her aside and replied, "It's all good, it's all good, you're all super nice."

That's how friendships between three people are. It seems like everyone feels like they're the extra one, and they might occasionally feel a little jealous of the other two. But in reality, they all love each other, and the scales don't tip in favor of either side.

A few years ago, because Yuanbao was born prematurely, Cheng Yu resigned and took care of her for a while. The two did get closer during that time, and occasionally neglected Lin Yu. However, after Ye Zhao recovered, she realized her mistake. Although she hasn't seen Lin Yu often in the past few years, they still talk about everything and buy each other a lot of food and toys.

Lin Yu had already eaten breakfast, but seeing that Ye Zhao was eating with relish, she sat down and ate with her, chatting about gossip.

"I heard that your stepmother has gotten involved with a high-ranking member of the Jiang family."

Ye Zhao frowned and asked, "Yang Wan? With whom?"

Lin Yu shook her head while eating her wontons: "I don't know exactly who it is, but I heard it's a high-ranking member of the Jiang Group. I wonder if President Jiang knows about it?"

Jiang Che? If he knew, he would have told her, so Ye Zhao shook her head: "He probably doesn't. If he knew, he would have told me already."

Even if Jiang Che knew but didn't have time to tell her, Jiang Ze definitely couldn't control his mouth when it came to gossip, and he would have told her long ago.

Lin Yu's expression became subtle upon hearing this. She leaned closer to Ye Zhao and asked in a low voice, "Tell me honestly, is there something going on between you and President Jiang?"

If it were a few days ago, Ye Zhao would have already openly said no, but when she remembered what Jiang Che had said, she suddenly felt a little guilty.

"What's wrong? What could possibly be wrong with us?"

As she spoke, her gaze darted away, and her voice grew softer and softer.

Lin Yu's eyes flashed, and she suddenly leaned closer: "You still say you're fine? Don't you want to see how guilty you are?"

"Come on, tell me honestly, are you two up to something?"