They already had a countermeasure in place; it was intentional.

Dongfang Yelei forced a smile, "Second Uncle came here to ask if I could handle all the auctions in the US next quarter?"

Now, Dongfang Yi has the final say in all matters concerning the Dongfang family, including work assignments.

Although Dongfang Yi dared not do anything life-threatening to him because of the old man's influence.

However, over the years, much of his power has been usurped by Dongfang Yi.

He is now in a situation similar to that of a prince in ancient times who was deposed after his brother ascended to the throne.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yi raised an eyebrow. "Why is Second Uncle suddenly interested in Country M?"

Since taking office, he has continuously undermined many of his greedy second uncle's powers and imposed many restrictions on him.

Although there have been some frictions in the background during this period, none of them have been discussed openly.

However, the business in Country M has never been managed by Second Uncle.

He couldn't figure out why Dongfang Yelei had suddenly become interested in M ​​country.

Dongfang Yelei cursed inwardly.

If you hadn't pressed me so hard that I lost control, why would he have set his sights on that difficult yet incredibly wealthy country, the United States?

Over the years, his family's wealth has gradually dwindled.

While they won't starve to death, it's hard for people who are used to a lavish lifestyle to accept returning to a simpler life.

He didn't want to live a mediocre life.

He will reclaim everything that belongs to him.

"What are you saying? It's just that your second uncle doesn't have many projects on hand lately, and he wants to help you and the Dongfang family share some of the burden."

The old man told me to help you out more, and here I am, putting my words into action.

Dongfang Yi didn't rush to speak, his eyes fixed on Dongfang Yelei.

After a long while, just as Dongfang Yelei was about to be seen through, a voice rang out.

"Okay, thank you very much, Second Uncle."

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yelei was taken aback, and then realized what he meant.

"It's not hard work, it's not hard work."

Dongfang Yi ignored Dongfang Yelei and instead gave him the order to leave.

"Uncle, I have nothing else to do right now, so I'll go and get back to my work."

"It's alright, you go ahead with your work. Your second uncle will be leaving now."

After saying that, Dongfang Yelei turned and left.

It seems that Dongfang Yi, at least for now, hasn't guessed anything.

At present, taking action as soon as possible is the safest course of action.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Yelei quickly walked back to his study and immediately instructed his trusted aides, "Tonight, we will conduct a night raid on Tinglan Pavilion."

"Yes, Master." The trusted aide clasped his hands in obeisance and accepted the order.

"Remember, there can be no mistakes, otherwise..." Dongfang Yelei's cold gaze fell on his confidant.

"Understood."

...

This way

After seeing off the inexplicable Dongfang Yelei, Dongfang Yi was preparing to continue working.

Seeing that Dongfang Yelei had left, the personal assistant came in to report.

"Young Master, I have already made arrangements for the matter in Li City."

Dongfang Yi nodded, then, as if remembering something, continued to give instructions.

"Someone will be delivering something to the main gate later. Please arrange for someone to go and pick it up."

Remember, give it to me immediately once you have it.

Although he didn't know how skilled Jian Yixue was in medicine, it was still a way for her to show her filial piety.

"Yes, young master."

...

This way.

Jian Yixue slowly woke up, and the first thing she saw was a magnified handsome face.

Startled, Jian Yixue sat bolt upright, her forehead making intimate contact with Ye Mohan's chin.

The sudden pain instantly jolted Jian Yixue fully awake from her half-dreaming state.

The sharp pain in his chin made even Ye Mohan, who usually had a high pain tolerance, frown.

It's easy to imagine how powerful it was.

Jian Yixue frowned, rubbing her aching forehead, and was about to speak when a large hand covered her slender hand.

"Did it hurt? Let me blow on it for you."

Ye Mohan looked at Jian Yixue with heartache in his eyes.

Jian Yixue: "..."

How could she interpret something else entirely when it was clearly a statement of concern?

She looked up at Ye Mohan, confirming her guess.

I immediately realized that I was overthinking things.

However, who exactly is Jian Yixue?

She quickly hid her feelings, saying, "It hurts so much, I'm almost in tears."

"It's my fault."

Ye Mohan looked at Jian Yixue's red forehead and said apologetically.

Looking at Ye Mohan, who was filled with self-reproach, Jian Yixue suddenly felt that she was a bit like a bad woman.

It really hurt when I first hit it, but I don't feel anything now.

"Just rub it for me, it's nothing."

Jane Yixue was telling the truth.

This is nothing compared to the injuries she suffered during training.

But now that someone cares for her, she seems to have become quite spoiled.

"Okay." Ye Mohan gently rubbed Jian Yixue's wound.

Seeing the guilt and heartache in Ye Mohan's eyes, Jian Yixue immediately felt very guilty.

Being hit was just an accident.

She didn't want her man to feel guilty about it.

"It's really okay, look at me, I'm fine even after hitting like this."

Jian Yixue pulled Ye Mohan's hand down and patted her own red forehead.

It seems they wanted to verify the truthfulness of what they said.

Ye Mohan grabbed Jian Yixue's hand and said, "Alright, I believe you. Don't hit yourself."

Seeing this, Jian Yixue stopped.

...

In the living room.

Jian Yixue watched Ye Mohan busily working in the kitchen with great interest.

If outsiders knew that the renowned and extremely prestigious CEO of the Ye Corporation was actually cooking, it would be an absolute shock to them.

She was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see them see such a scene.

It's enough for her to see this.

Soon, Ye Mohan came out carrying two bowls of noodles.

Before Ye Mohan even got close, Jian Yixue smelled a delicious aroma that instantly whetted her appetite.

Instantly, her beautiful peach blossom eyes brightened considerably, filled with anticipation.

"It smells so good. Mo Han's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Ye Mohan smiled without saying a word, and first placed the noodles in front of Jian Yixue.

Seeing this, Jian Yixue rolled up her sleeves and began to eat heartily.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony, I'll eat first as a sign of respect."

Ye Mohan sat opposite Jian Yixue, watching her eat with great relish, feeling incredibly satisfied.

Actually, just staying at home like this is a kind of enjoyment for the two of you.

It was an experience he had never had before.

After dinner, the two sat on the sofa watching TV and waiting for news.

Jian Yixue was determined to meet Master Fuchen before leaving.

As a doting husband, Ye Mohan naturally stayed by his side.

If she lived in ancient times, and the emperor stopped holding court in the mornings, Jian Yixue would probably be condemned by the world as a femme fatale.

Jian Yixue suddenly remembered what she had promised and turned to Ye Mohan beside her.

"Can you lend me someone to help me deliver something?"

There's something usable right in front of us, might as well use it.