On the day exam results came out, everyone was crowded around the bulletin board checking their scores — including, of course, Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou, since this determined whether Keke would have to attend summer cram school or not, which was still far better than being held back a grade and becoming a junior to the younger students.
“So many people,” Tang Keke said, pulling Bai Yuyou’s hand as she shoved her way in. “Coming through, coming through — Keke charge!”
Before long, with Keke leading the charge, the two of them reached the front of the list and looked up.
“Let me see the whole department’s scores —”
[1. Tao Xiaotao
2. Bai Yuyou
3. Gao Qiqiang
4. Lilith
…
125. An Shiyu
…
332. Tang Keke
…]
“Ugh —” Tang Keke winced and shut her eyes. “Yuyou, I’m too scared to look. Did I pass all my classes with at least sixty?”
Bai Yuyou glanced at the list for a moment. “Where are you, Keke?”
“Three hundred something!”
“Oh.”
Bai Yuyou quickly found the spot. “Sixty-three, sixty-one, sixty…” She paused after reading those. “And then f—”
Tang Keke’s face went pale. “There’s a five?!”
“No, I mean five of your exams all passed with above sixty,” Bai Yuyou said, then added seriously, “Keke, congratulations.”
“Yay!” Keke seemed genuinely thrilled, hopping in place while holding Yuyou’s hand. But then she noticed something and turned to look behind her. “Weird, why did An Shiyu’s grades drop?”
After all, Shiyu had managed to take second place in the entire grade before without even taking a single exam. Now, with actual scores on record, none of them were very high.
“Maybe Little Yu didn’t try her best,” Bai Yuyou said.
“If she actually tried, passing Tao Xiaotao would be pretty easy for her.”
…
“If I actually tried, taking first place would be pretty easy for me.”
“If~ I~ actu~al~ly~ tried~ hahahahaha~”
Inside the company, Anshi Yi also learned about An Shiyu’s exam results and burst out laughing. “Weak, huh? Didn’t you say your scores would be great no matter what?”
As she said that, she reached out and slapped Ye Shuang on the shoulder — thump, thump.
Ye Shuang, still working at the moment: “…”
You’re mocking Little Yu, why are you hitting me twice for it?
“It’s just a score. So what if someone got first?” An Shiyu was reading a book at that moment, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she replied flatly, even shooting Anshi Yi a look of disdain. “Can you keep it down? You’re bothering me while I work.”
“Oh? Want me to take the exam for you next time? Give me ten thousand.”
“Not interested. You give me ten thousand and I’ll take it for you.”
“Tsk, totally not worth it.”
Watching the two girls bicker beside him, Ye Shuang wore an expression of someone who had long gotten used to it. He continued going through the paperwork in his hands, rubbing his brow.
“The economic climate’s been rough lately, and the financial reports aren’t looking good.”
“What’s so strange about that? The capital’s all flowing out. Just wait for the Fed to cut rates,” An Shiyu chimed in.
“Mm…” Ye Shuang went quiet for a bit, then flipped through the documents in his hand. “Isn’t there a meeting soon?”
“Yeah.”
“…” Ye Shuang closed his eyes for a moment, then asked An Shiyu and Anshi Yi, “What are your plans for summer break? You’re not going to spend the whole vacation here, are you?”
“Could go either way?” Anshi Yi said carelessly. “Going abroad is boring anyway, and I got too tanned last time.”
“Indeed,” An Shiyu said.
Both “fish” seemed to imply their vacation would be spent accompanying Ye Shuang at work.
“I suppose I could take some time off too,” Ye Shuang was saying when his phone buzzed. He glanced at it and saw it was a message from Chen Qin.
Chen Qin: Honey, are you busy?
Ye Shuang replied after reading it, “Not really.”
Chen Qin: Something came up at home.
Something came up at home?
Ye Shuang was taken aback for a second, then stood up and called Chen Qin.
A few seconds later, Chen Qin picked up. “Hello, honey.”
“You said something happened… What is it?” Ye Shuang asked.
“Chen Hai got caught flirting with some girl,” Chen Qin sighed on the other end. “Now Qiaoqiao’s mother wants a divorce, and she’s planning to abort the baby.”
“…” Ye Shuang fell silent.
“Did you know about this, honey?” Chen Qin asked.
Ye Shuang originally wanted to say he didn’t, but he didn’t want to hide things from Chen Qin, so he finally admitted, “I did. Last time he took me to a bar, he ordered girls.”
“And you?”
“I didn’t do anything. Do you trust me?” Ye Shuang said.
“Hehe, I trust you.” Chen Qin certainly believed in Ye Shuang, and with the caliber of girls around him, there was no way he would mess around at a bar. If Ye Shuang were the type for that, the girls around him would’ve long been eaten clean long ago.
“So what’s Chen Hai’s situation right now?” Ye Shuang asked.
“Dad and the others all went to the hospital to stop Feng Shan from getting an abortion. I’m just home alone, no idea what’s happening.”
“Which hospital?”
“The usual private one.”
“I’ll go take a look. After all, it’s Chen Hai who caused this,” Ye Shuang said.
“Okay, call me back when you get there.”
“Mm.”
As Ye Shuang stood up, he found the two fish standing up beside him, looking ready to head out.
“What are you two doing?”
“Oh, we’re just going to watch the drama soaked bun… no, I mean, help you out as assistants,” Anshi Yi said.
“Indeed, definitely not because we want to gawk,” An Shiyu added.
Ye Shuang’s face remained flat. “Don’t follow me.”
“Okay.” x2
A few minutes later, the Maybach slowly rolled out of the company garage. About a dozen seconds after that, a little pepper-green compact car puttered along, trailing right behind it.
Ye Shuang arrived at the hospital quickly. Since he had already texted Chen’s father in advance, he easily found Chen Hai and the others.
Inside the hospital room, Feng Shan sat by the bed, eyes red and silent, her belly visibly rounded from months of pregnancy. Chen Hai sat on the other side by the window, brooding with a cigarette in his hand, his face dark.
“Shuangzai, you came?” Chen’s mother immediately asked when she saw him. “The company must be so busy — are you sure it’s not too much trouble?”
“It’s fine, Mom. How’s the situation here?” Ye Shuang glanced at Feng Shan and Chen Hai, gauging the state of things.
“Hah, who knows,” Chen’s father snorted, sounding irritated. “Look at Chen Hai — now he’s talking about aborting the baby, about divorce!”
Ye Shuang walked over to Chen Hai’s side.
“You’re here,” Chen Hai glanced at Ye Shuang but didn’t know what to say.
Ye Shuang was quiet for a few seconds, then said, “Go outside?”
“Mm.”
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