Chapter Eighteen: Seeing Clearly

Du Zhiye shook her head.

Feng Bing thought for a moment and said, “Could it be your stepmother?”

Du Zhiye considered seriously. Indeed, after her death, Yan Xiufang and Du Xin would stand to gain the most.

But there was no evidence yet, so she couldn’t draw any conclusions.

She shrugged indifferently and said, “Who knows?”

...

It wasn’t until the next day that Du Zhiye realized Jiang Yingnan had blocked her.

That morning, she woke up with nothing much to do and decided to tease Jiang Yingnan a little.

She sent him a message on WeChat, only to find that they were no longer friends.

This made Du Zhiye a little anxious.

She tried sending a few more messages, but the result was the same.

She attempted to add Jiang Yingnan again, but he never accepted her request.

Du Zhiye was not the type to sit and wait for things to happen. Since Jiang Yingnan wouldn’t add her back, she had no choice but to go to Jiang Corporation and wait for him in person.

This time, the receptionist was particularly uncooperative. No matter how nicely or persistently Du Zhiye pleaded, the receptionist merely replied in a formulaic tone, “I’m sorry, Miss Du, but without an appointment you can’t see President Jiang.”

Du Zhiye needed a favor and didn’t dare force her way in, lest she upset Jiang Yingnan.

In the end, she could only make camp in the lobby.

She hadn’t eaten breakfast, and now her stomach began to rumble embarrassingly.

Du Zhiye was not one to let herself suffer. She took out her phone and ordered some food.

Soon, the delivery man arrived with coffee and a sandwich.

She dug in unreservedly, savoring her meal in the lobby. The rich aroma of coffee drifted through the entire Jiang Corporation lobby.

But just as she was enjoying herself, things took a turn for the worse.

That rascal Jiang Yingnan actually had security escort her out.

Standing outside the Jiang Corporation building, Du Zhiye ground her teeth in frustration, but there was nothing she could do about Jiang Yingnan.

She still had no idea what she had done to offend this ancestor.

Deciding not to torture herself, Du Zhiye found a place to enjoy a proper brunch.

She also took the opportunity to check Jiang Yingnan’s schedule for the day.

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That morning, Jiang Yingnan received a call from Mrs. Huang.

The relationship between mother and son was not close; they rarely spoke on the phone unless something was up.

As soon as he picked up, Mrs. Huang got straight to the point: “How did things go with the Miss from the Du family?”

Jiang Yingnan took off his blue light glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. “It was just so-so.”

Mrs. Huang was a bit dissatisfied with this response, but since her relationship with her son was never close, she didn’t press the issue.

After a brief pause, she changed tactics. “I still have a few nice girls in mind. Would you like me to arrange some meetings?”

Jiang Yingnan considered it seriously for a moment, then replied, a little impatient, “Forget it.”

In truth, Mrs. Huang was not satisfied with Du Xin either. The disparity between the Du and Jiang families was too great, and Du Xin’s mother had become a wife by breaking up another’s marriage.

Still, Du Xin herself had good qualities—she was attractive, emotionally intelligent, and carried herself with poise.

So when her assistant handed her Du Xin’s photo, Mrs. Huang hesitated but didn’t remove her from the list of candidates.

Her thinking was simple: her son was so picky that Du Xin would never catch his eye.

It was just to make up the numbers, to broaden Jiang Yingnan’s experience with women so he wouldn’t be hurt in love later.

Women—once you’ve met enough, you realize they’re all much the same.

After some thought, Mrs. Huang still decided to give him a reminder. “Don’t take things too seriously with Du Xin. The Du family isn’t presentable.”

On this point, the heir of the Tao family had the right idea. She’d heard he and the Du family’s eldest daughter were engaged, yet now the engagement had been called off.

Businessmen, after all, always pursue profit.

Jiang Yingnan responded with an impatient grunt.