"If Ye Qilan were still alive and saw how eagerly you were trying to seize control of the Ye Family, I'm afraid he would find your behavior quite unseemly. The Ye Family was his possession; honestly, it's not something you can just take because you fancy it."
Su Hongxing said, rising from her seat, "Please wait a moment, I'll have our person in charge come and meet with you two presidents shortly."
After she spoke, she left the conference room.
Ding Ye lowered his head to drink two more sips of tea and, looking up, met Lin Zhi's probing gaze.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a mild voice, "Has Madam Ye discovered anything?"
Lin Zhi wasn't caught off guard; she smiled in response, "Mr. Ding, have you ever met Ye Qilan before? Someone must have told you, you look a lot like him, right?"
These two were more than just similar—they were identical.
"It's just a dead man," Ding Ye said lightly, hooking the corner of his lips in the coldest solo.
