Chapter 20 The assistant chosen is Miss Ye Fushu
After hearing what Ye Fushu said, Aunt Zhang was completely stunned.

She wanted to say something else, but then she thought that Ye Zhixia and Ye Fushu were indeed sisters. Compared with Ye Fushu, her daughter had no advantage.

So, Aunt Zhang sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it."

"It's also because my Yunyun doesn't have this luck."

"However, if she knew that this didn't work out, she would probably cry. She has liked Xia Xia for many years..."

Aunt Zhang was muttering to herself while cleaning up the dishes.

The sound was not small, and Ye Zhixia and Ye Fushu could hear it.

Ye Fushu didn't believe that she didn't say it on purpose for the two of them to hear.

[Yes, yes, of course your daughter will cry. ]

[After all, if she doesn't work as her sister's assistant, she won't be able to secretly take private photos of her sister, nor can she secretly record videos of her sister and sister Wan saying bad things about Yang Yuling behind her back, and she won't be able to sell these things to support her goddess Yuling. She must be crying.]

Ye Zhixia:?!
Hearing Ye Fushu's thoughts, Ye Zhixia's expression suddenly changed.

Private photos? Videos?

Those things were spread by Liu Yun? !

How could this happen? Wasn't it Ye Fushu who spread the news?

"Mom, are you okay?" Seeing that there was no hope, little Ye Yinmo was about to pull Ye Zhixia back to the room to sleep, but he noticed that Ye Zhixia looked a little unhappy.

Ye Zhixia came back to her senses and shook her head at Ye Yinmo, "It's okay."

Then, he pulled Ye Yinmo into the room.

Seeing this, Ye Fushu also turned and went into the room.

Aunt Zhang saw that no one was listening to her mumbling anymore, so she turned off the phone and stared at the door of Ye Fushu's room for several seconds. Then she threw the table rag hard onto the table and cursed inwardly, "Bah! Little bitch."

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"Deng deng deng"

There was a knock on the door of the president’s office on the top floor of Yan’s Entertainment.

"Come in." A clear and dull male voice floated out from the office, and Yan Jue pushed open the door and walked in.

The person Yan Jue was looking for was not in the office, but was sitting on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window making tea.

The young man sat upright, as tall as a bamboo, wearing a new Chinese-style shirt loosely on his body, and three or two strings of smoky-black bamboo leaves embroidered on the shoulders of his white shirt.

The light from outside the window fell on him, giving him a layer of soft light, making the young man look even more elegant and noble.

The slender fingers with distinct joints lightly hooked the handle and the fingertips lightly touched the button of the teapot. The teapot tilted slightly, and the tea flowed out and jumped into the bowl, making a crisp and ethereal impact sound. The misty hot steam slowly rose from the cup, like flowing jade.

Soon, Yan Jue smelled the aroma of tea.

"Master, Manager Tang called this morning and said they wanted to find Miss Ye Zhixia's assistant themselves."

Yan Xicen looked calm and said casually, "It's up to you to decide on this matter. Why are you looking for me?"

Yan Jue: "The assistant they chose is Miss Ye Fushu."

After saying that, Yan decided to look at Yan Xicen's reaction steadily, observing his reaction carefully.

Sure enough, Yan Xicen paused briefly.

"She? Didn't she go back to the Yang family?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Jue immediately said, "It seems like he was kicked out of the Yang family."

Yan Xicen was a little surprised and turned his head to look at Yan Jue, "Kicked out? When did it happen?"

Yan Jue: "Seven or eight days."

Yan Xicen retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes to look at the teacup in front of him, tapped the tea table with his fingertips, and asked after a long while: "Do you know why?"

"I don't know the specific reason. From what I found out, the Yang family made the decision on the day of the talent test, and Miss Ye was not found to have any talent for cultivation."

"Originally, Miss Ye was unwilling to leave the Yang family, but the Yang family's attitude was very firm."

"For this reason, Miss Ye seems to have even attempted suicide by cutting her wrists."

(End of this chapter)