Why would he want her life?

Hearing Jiang Tian's "pledge of loyalty," Ye Feiyu felt a mix of satisfaction and pain.

The good thing is that Jiang Tian is now wholeheartedly trusting and grateful to him.

But hearing her crying made his heart ache again.

Why are you crying?

To be honest, Ye Feiyu had no feelings for Jiang Tian's mother, and he didn't even have the thought of pitying the weak.

He knows exactly what kind of person he is.

Cold-bloodedness is just one of the less significant traits.

But when Jiang Tian asked him for help, he did.

He couldn't even figure himself out anymore.

Perhaps it was because she could bring him peace.

Without her by his side, Ye Feiyu's face turned as pale as a ghost.

"I don't ask you to give your life for me, I just hope you won't switch jobs easily and will stay by my side. Finding a suitable assistant is not easy, and we should both cherish this opportunity."

"I will not resign. As long as you don't fire me, I will always stay by your side."

Ye Feiyu really liked the word "forever".

He smiled and brought up another topic: "Jiang Tian, ​​are you free to call tonight? I haven't had a good night's sleep in ages."

There was even a hint of coquetry in his tone.

"I'm free, or I can talk to you now, read you a book, and you can get some sleep."

"That's not a good idea—Auntie must be quite busy."

Jiang Tian replied quickly: "My mom is resting, and a caregiver is with her, so I don't need to worry about her too much. I'll go get a book first; my mom is here, and I brought a lot of books with me."

"Alright, then I'll trouble you." Ye Feiyu's tone was surprisingly gentle.

Listening to her reading aloud, Ye Feiyu quickly drifted off into a sweet dream.

The two resumed their previous frequency of phone calls, even more so than before, and their relationship seemed to have progressed further.

A few days later, Ye Feiyu informed Jiang Tian that he would be back soon.

Jiang Tian said she welcomed him, but she looked preoccupied.

Doesn't this woman welcome him back to China?

He finished a lot of work before rushing back.

"Has something happened?"

Jiang Tian hesitated for a moment before speaking: "My mom hasn't been in a good mood lately. She's always depressed and keeps arguing with my dad on the phone. My dad is going to a banquet soon, and my mom is demanding that I go with my ex-husband so she can prove my identity. But my dad has no affection for me at all; he treats me like I don't exist. I don't want to go, but I can't persuade her otherwise."

"You've broken up with your ex-husband, so what are you going to do? Single people should keep their distance from other people."

Ye Feiyu's tone was somewhat displeased.

"That's what I think too. I'd better explain it to my mom."

"Okay, just wait patiently for me to return to China."

Why would she attend a banquet? Her father, a nouveau riche, could possibly attend any high-class banquets.

Is it really necessary to fight over such a small inheritance?

Jiang Tian's mother is also mentally challenged.

He'd seen plenty of people like that—confused themselves, yet trying to drag others down with them.

However, Ye Feiyu didn't have many complaints about Jiang Yuehua. After all, Jiang Tian had such a mother, and she always asked him for help. Their relationship would only become closer.

He can easily portray himself as a likable junior.

The next day, before the agreed time, Jiang Tian called him.

Ye Feiyu's subconscious told him that something was wrong with this phone call.

He answered the phone, and sure enough, Jiang Yuehua's voice came from the other end.

"Hello, Mr. Ye, I am Jiang Tian's mother."

The smile on Ye Feiyu's lips disappeared.

His tone was still very warm: "Auntie? How have you been lately? I heard you were sick and I was very worried. I was planning to visit you after I returned to China."

In just a few words, Jiang Yuehua's face was already glowing.

Her mood improved considerably.

Even though Mr. Ye is so rich, he still treats her very respectfully.

Moreover, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have received timely treatment, and Jiang Yuehua had a very high level of affection for Ye Feiyu.

"Well, I have a small request—"

Even without her saying anything, Ye Feiyu could guess what she was going to say.

His expression turned completely cold, but his tone remained the same as usual.

"Please tell me what's on your mind."

"Here's the thing, I'd like Jiang Tian to take some time off the day after tomorrow so she and her husband can attend a banquet and meet some new people. She's been staying at home all the time, and I'm worried she'll get bored."

Jiang Yuehua was still quite shrewd.

She did not reveal her daughter's identity.

It seems a little shameful for a wealthy woman to go out to work, and subconsciously she doesn't want to say it out loud.

Ye Feiyu remained silent for several seconds.

Jiang Yuehua was a little puzzled. She took the phone away to look at it, then put it back to her ear: "President Ye, is the signal bad on your end? Is the communication equipment overseas not very good?"

The connection was quickly restored: "Yes, there might have been a slight line problem just now. You're planning to have Jiang Tian attend the banquet, right?"

"Yes, let her see the world."

"Auntie, have you ever thought about this—"

"What have you thought about?"

Ye Feiyu wanted to shatter this woman's dream and let her know that no matter how hard she tried, a man who couldn't see her would never see her.

While many people value bloodlines, in reality, a man can produce tens of thousands of offspring at once...

The key question is who should give birth.

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