Chapter 159: Candid with Each Other

After Our Breakup, the Beijing Big Shot Forced Me to Get a Marriage Certificate The Fiery Crown Princess 1344 words 2026-04-01 07:28:02

Page 1 of 3

“That’s right. The only reason I chose to return home was to find the person who poisoned my mother all those years ago.”

Ye Zehong tugged bitterly at the corner of his mouth. He took out his phone and transferred an encrypted file to Lu Yao’s phone, then took her phone and entered a string of numbers.

Lu Yao saw it clearly, and her heart gave a faint jolt.

If she had not been mistaken, the password he had just entered was the date and time they had met three years ago.

He actually…

Her feelings in turmoil, she gazed into his eyes.

“The file contains all the information I’ve painstakingly gathered over the years about Yang Lan and Ye Hua. You can look through it at your leisure. You may even find something useful to you.”

“Thank you…”

Lu Yao picked up the wine bottle, poured two glasses of red wine herself, and handed one to him.

Looking up into his dark eyes, she said, “Let’s finish this glass. From now on, we’ll be allies bound together in life and death, standing on the same side.”

Ye Zehong accepted the wine with a soft laugh. “Cheers, my ally.”

The crisp chime of clinking glasses rang out like the lingering notes of a zither, stirring the heartstrings they shared.

They drained their glasses.

Page 1 of 3

Page 2 of 3

Ye Zehong spoke slowly. “You may not be able to work at the Ye Group anymore.”

Lu Yao frowned in surprise. “Why?”

This opportunity had been incredibly hard-won.

“The Song family didn’t kidnap you because of Fang Xiaoya. She’s a nobody. The Song family would never make such a huge move over someone like her.”

“Then why else?”

“Because…” Ye Zehong paused slightly. He did not want to tell Lu Yao the cruel truth, but he had no choice. “My father knew long ago that Song Shiwei would retaliate against the people around him. That’s why he deliberately made a great show of favoring you, leading the Song family to believe that you were my father’s kept mistress.”

Lu Yao suddenly understood.

She had found it strange at the time. How could the head of the foremost family in the capital suddenly take such an interest in a nobody like her—even to the point of provoking jealousy in his own wife and daughter?

Sure enough, everything a businessman did came with a purpose.

“We’ve already signed the contract. It’s not as if President Ye can simply refuse to honor it because he feels like it.” Lu Yao took a sip of wine and smiled with a slight curve of her lips. “It took me so much effort to uncover some of Yang Lan and Ye Hua’s scandals. I can’t just give up halfway. I can simply continue pretending that I know nothing.”

Ye Zehong’s heart tightened. Unable to bear it, he said, “He… also knows about our former secret relationship.”

Lu Yao’s spirits plummeted instantly.

Her thoughts heavy, she asked, “Even pretending not to know won’t work?”

Page 2 of 3

Page 3 of 3

“It’s not impossible. But knowing my father as I do, he’ll definitely ask to speak with you. When that happens, he still won’t let you remain at the Ye Group.”

Ye Zehong had intended to tell her that he had severed his father-son relationship with Ye Yingtang, but when the words reached his lips, he ultimately could not say them.

Some things were better left unsaid. It would be more beneficial for Lu Yao.

Lu Yao smiled with determined optimism. “It’s fine. If President Ye really does ask to speak with me, I’ll think of something then. In any case, the only way to investigate more deeply is to get inside the Ye Group.”

“But you still need to be careful.” Ye Zehong leaned toward Lu Yao and pulled her tightly into his arms. His voice filled with heartache, he said, “I will never let you go through something like today a second time.”

Feeling the warmth radiating from him, Lu Yao’s heart grew warm as well.

“By the way, there’s something I’ve always found strange.”

“What is it?”

“I keep feeling that my mother’s death and your mother’s death were both part of the same scheme. And their true target was…”

“My father?”

End of Chapter