Gu Maowen, upon hearing Ji Yi’s words, felt that his old friend was intentionally provoking him out of jealousy for finding such a talented little one. He chuckled, "It’s only been a few months since we last met, and I didn’t expect, Old Ji, your mentality is as childish as a three-year-old."

Ji Yi remained unfazed, refusing to discuss anything related to little one, no matter what Gu Maowen said about him.

Gu Maowen, intrigued by Ji Yi’s silence, eventually gave up without pressing him further for information about little one. "I’ll find out myself," he said, taking a bite of beef and chewing thoughtfully. "In any case, I won’t miss out on such a good talent."

"How coincidental, isn’t it?" Ji Yi raised his glass and clinked it against Gu Maowen’s. "Our thoughts align perfectly."

Gu Maowen couldn’t understand. Why did Old Ji behave as if he really wanted to take little one as his disciple? After all, little one was only good at playing the piano. Although he couldn’t comprehend, Gu Maowen took Ji Yi seriously as a competitor and was determined to take little one as his apprentice and nurture her.

Sitting at the same table, in different professions, yet sharing the same thoughts.

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After dinner with her grandparents and uncles, Qin Sui’an waited for her dad to pick her up. The four members of the Ye family personally accompanied little one to the hospital gate.

Qin Haochen, as before, maintained his respect for the Ye family and didn’t step foot into the hospital. Qin Sui’an rushed into her dad’s arms, rubbing her little face against his neck happily. "Daddy, Ann saw Second Uncle today!"

"Really?" Qin Haochen’s eyes softened, looking down at little one. "Then Ann must be very happy."

Qin Sui’an nodded vigorously. "Yes, Ann is very happy."

Qin Haochen lifted little one into his arms and looked towards the Ye family standing a few steps away. "Mom, Dad, I’ll take Ann back to rest first. Until next time."

Perhaps because little one had asked her before whether she disliked her dad, Old Madam Ye, although her expression remained calm, responded to him. "Go ahead."

Qin Sui’an was strapped into her child safety seat by her dad. After her dad fastened her seatbelt, she immediately waved her little hand to the Ye family standing beside the car door. "Goodbye, Grandma and Grandpa, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, see you next time!"

"Goodbye, Ann."

"See you next time, Ann."

"Goodbye, Ann."

"Until next time, Ann."

Old Madam Ye, Old Master Ye, Ye Liyuan, and Ye Rongyuan bid her farewell one after another.

The luxury car started, maintaining a steady speed as it drove towards Bay Villa.

Watching the car taking little one away until it disappeared from sight, the Ye family turned and went back into the hospital.

Ye Liyuan intended to stay, as he hadn’t visited this side of the hospital in a long time. However, he had suddenly left the set today, and his agent, assistant, and director had all called him, saying he could take a few days off.

Ye Liyuan didn’t immediately agree at the time.

In the hospital room, with little one gone, there were still traces of her presence, such as cute stuffed animals and children’s toys like bottles scattered around.

Old Madam Ye picked up one of the rabbit plush toys, gently squeezing its big ears as she looked at her second son, asking, "Liyuan, are you staying tonight?"

"Alright, I’ll go back to the set tomorrow morning," Ye Liyuan remembered that during little one’s phone call with her dad, she mentioned that she would stay here for a few days after the competition ended. Since the script was almost finished shooting, he could take these days to accompany little one. The thought brought a smile to his face involuntarily.

Old Madam Ye looked at her third son. "Rongyuan, what about you?"

Ye Rongyuan looked at his dad with a dejected expression. "Dad, can I resign?"

Thinking about the pile of affairs in the group, endless and practically year-round, he wanted to get rid of the position of CEO. At this moment, he began to envy his second brother’s career as an actor. Although filming might be a bit harder and he might occasionally be followed by paparazzi or aggressive fans, at least he could take breaks.

"Nonsense," Old Master Ye frowned. "Do you think you’re still young? The position of CEO is not something you can give up just like that."

Ye Rongyuan sighed heavily again. "Then how about the three of us draw lots again? Even the president changes every few years. I think the position of CEO in our group can change every few years too."

Old Master Ye was so angry with him that he picked up a throw pillow from the sofa and threw it at him directly.

Old Madam Ye couldn’t help but chuckle, soothingly taking his hand. "Don’t be swayed by him. Rongyuan is just venting his frustrations."

Old Master Ye grunted, "Our Ye Corporation will be doomed by you."

Ye Rongyuan grinned mischievously. "Dad, I think so too."

However, the corporation was thriving, and so far, there were no signs of it collapsing.

Old Madam Ye gave him a sideways glance. "Alright, stop angering your dad."

Seeing his dad’s grim expression, Ye Rongyuan happily ran into the room to spend time with his sister.

Ye Liyuan also got up and followed them into the room.

Old Master Ye looked at their backs and shook his head. "Rongyuan really doesn’t care about the affairs of the group."

And it was time for him to retire. He couldn’t continue to manage the group.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a bit envious of Old Master Qin, who had handed over Qin Corporation to Qin Haochen early and was living a relaxed and carefree retirement life with Old Madam Qin.

"He just talks. I’ve never seen him truly passionate about anything," Old Madam Ye was used to her third son’s capricious nature. Even as CEO of the group, he remained so wilful.

She was actually quite happy about it. Her third son hadn’t lost his original nature because of being CEO.

Her second son’s career was also going smoothly, so she didn’t have to worry about him.

Only her eldest son, Ye Xiaoyuan, who disappeared without a trace, and her daughter, Ye Zhaosi, who lay in a coma on the hospital bed, made her worry endlessly.

Old Master Ye noticed her change in mood and saw her suddenly looking grave and worried. He quickly held her hand and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Old Madam Ye sighed. "I just thought of Xiaoyuan. That child, I don’t know where he’s gone again, not telling us anything."

He immediately reassured her, "Xiaoyuan has always been sensible. Anyway, he’s much more reliable than Rongyuan. Don’t worry about him."

Old Madam Ye snorted softly. "He’s too headstrong. I want to worry, but I can’t even if I try."