Jiang Can paused for a moment, then said calmly, "It's nothing."
Yin Ruohong felt something was off and wanted to ask a few questions, but she didn't dare to. She could only steal glances at her daughter's expression.
However, she seemed to be really fine.
Yin Ruohong pursed her lips and chuckled, "Oh, it's alright... It's almost noon, how about I treat you two to lunch? Xiaocheng and I can chat a little longer, hehe..."
"What would you like to eat?" He looked at Jiang Can ingratiatingly. "Can Can, you choose!"
"No." Jiang Can paused, looked up at him, "I need to go find Zhixing. He wasn't home this morning, and I haven't seen him yet."
"What?" Yin Ruohong's expression changed. "He wouldn't have stayed out all night, would he?"
“No,” Jiang Can said softly, “it’s just that I left quite early.”
"Yeah, I doubt he'd dare!" Yin Ruohong declared confidently. "Can Can, if he ever dares to stay out all night, just tell me and I'll go..."
“President Yin.” Jiang Can stared quietly into his eyes, her voice soft, yet each word struck Yin Ruohong’s heart like a pebble.
"Aren't you meddling too much?"
Yin Ruohong was speechless, staring blankly at her, unable to utter a single word.
Yes, what right does he have to interfere, and what standing does he have to interfere?
Right now, in front of Jiang Can, he is just the president of a medical association from Southeast Asia, and a partner in the joint hospital project.
To be even closer, she just wanted to introduce him to her mother's boyfriend.
He was just an uncle who looked reasonably pleasing to the eye.
That's all.
Yin Ruohong looked somber, her heart aching, yet she gave Jiang Can a meek smile.
Yin Cheng tugged at Jiang Can and gave her a wink, "Sis, what are you doing? Why are you talking to Uncle like that?"
“If he were our father, of course we could talk to him if we were wronged, and he could stand up for us…” Jiang Can’s voice trembled, “But is he our father?”
Yin Cheng lowered her head and stammered, "We...we don't have a father."
“Yes, we don’t!” Jiang Can suddenly raised her voice.
Yin Ruohong was startled, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
His heart was pounding. The moment their eyes met, it seemed that they both understood something without saying a word.
"Can Can..." Yin Ruohong's throat tightened and his mouth went dry. The moment he called out her name, it was as if all the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything at all.
Jiang Can's face was pale as she stared intently at Yin Ruohong, saying slowly and deliberately, "We don't have a father, so we need to be mindful of our boundaries with Chairman Yin and maintain a certain distance. We can't be too indiscriminate."
"Do you understand, Xiaocheng?"
Yin Cheng clutched the hem of her clothes with both hands, looking at Jiang Can and then at Yin Ruohong.
Perhaps it was the unique connection between blood relatives, but he suddenly seemed to know something.
...
At the board meeting, Huo Zhixing's half-smile was tinged with a chilling intensity, and the oppressive aura emanating from him made the entire conference room feel tense.
Everyone held their breath, heads bowed, pretending to be serious.
The previous investment plans were met with numerous obstacles, but Huo Zhixing managed to implement them despite immense pressure.
With frequent good news and each project generating net profits exceeding several billion, the Huo family once again stands at the pinnacle of the industry.
Huo Wenyuan's judgment was correct. In terms of leading the Huo Group to make money, Huo Zhixing considers himself second to none.
"Uncles and elders," Huo Zhixing said with a cold smile, "do you still think I'm inaccurate in your judgment?"
"No, of course not..."
"So, it's just youthful ignorance?"
Several elderly men with gray hair, relying on their seniority and being Huo Zhanhe's confidants, were used to acting arrogantly and often contradicted Huo Zhixing at board meetings.
Now, overwhelmed by his powerful aura, he broke out in a cold sweat and gave an awkward smile.
Huo Zhixing was personally trained by Huo Wenyuan, and his ruthless methods were exactly the same as Huo Wenyuan's.
Several old foxes had already foreseen their own fate and were preparing to pledge their loyalty, hand over their remaining power, and retire to their hometowns. At this moment, Fang Han hurriedly walked up to Huo Zhixing with his phone in hand.
Huo Zhixing's expression suddenly changed, and he rushed out of the conference room without looking back.
...
Fang Han drove at full speed, occasionally glancing cautiously at Huo Zhixing's expression in the rearview mirror.
Huo Zhixing remained expressionless, a shadow passing over his deep eyes, his fists clenched tightly.
That phone call was from Yin Wenxi.
“Can Can…she came to my place just now and asked me about my relationship with Yin Ruohong.”
"She knew everything?"
Yin Wenxi did not speak.
Huo Zhixing frowned deeply, and even his breathing became heavy.
“Zhixing, I told Cancan everything about what happened before… Actually, even if I hadn’t said anything, she would have guessed. She’s already opened that box and seen what was inside… I can’t hide it from her!”
"After I finished speaking, she ran out! Zhixing, please go and look for her... I'm afraid something has happened to her!"
"Young Master?" Fang Han's voice pulled him back to reality. "Don't worry, our people are already on the move. And I've been keeping an eye on Mrs. Yin the whole time. They'll follow the young mistress and make sure nothing happens to her."
"How is the situation now?"
Fang Han glanced down at his phone, then handed it to him.
The screen displayed a map showing the route the bodyguards took while following Jiang Can.
"Young Madam didn't go to any remote places, so Young Master, don't worry!"
"Um."
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