365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife’s A Little Wild - Chapter 963

Chapter 963: Chapter 963: Neither Advancing nor Retreating is Right Chapter 963: Chapter 963: Neither Advancing nor Retreating is Right “I understand. I will take care of this matter personally.”

“No need, find someone unfamiliar to do it. If you show up, Ning Yanan probably won’t appear.” Dan Hanjie thought for a moment and then called out to Yao, “There’s no need to have someone watched. After you mail the letter to the post office, leave immediately and check the next day to see if it has been signed for.”

“Yes.”

Yao respectfully turned and left.

Dan Hanjie’s commanding figure sank into the chair, flipping through the photos on the desk, one by one.

His sinister eyes narrowed slightly, as if lost in thought.

After a while, he put all the photos away and tossed them into a cabinet.

Rising to his feet, he walked to the window, reached out, and pulled down the Venetian blinds, squinting in the direction of the main gate.

Ye Zhanxing stood squarely in the middle of the main gate, staring straight at the villa’s hall. Several hours had passed, and his posture had not changed.

“Feigned injury ruse.”

Dan Hanjie’s thin lips uttered a few words of disdain, his hand relaxed, and the blinds closed again.

A complete separation between two worlds that had no intersection.

…

“Mr. Ye, the young mistress has already gone to bed. You might as well go back first. When the young mistress wakes up, I will let her know that you were here,” the butler said, standing at the gate, earnestly persuading Ye Zhanxing.

The Ye Family is one of the top three Chinese business families in America, and Ye Zhanxing’s status is special. If it became known that he had been standing here for hours without Dan Hanjie inviting him in for a cup of tea, it’s uncertain how the media would report it.

“Don’t disturb her. Let her sleep well. When she wakes, tell her that Daddy has been waiting outside for her all this time and that whenever she feels ready, I’d like to see her,” he said.

Ye Zhanxing’s resolute face showed a hint of hope. He did not consider his own status as he earnestly requested the butler’s help.

His white suit made him look young and vigorous, adding a touch of elegance, and every gesture radiated undeniable politeness.

There wasn’t the slightest hint of bullying by taking advantage of his position.

Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, trickling down his face nonstop and soaking his back.

Standing under the blazing sun for hours would be unbearable for anyone, yet Ye Zhanxing had no intention of retreating.

“Mr. Ye, this…”

The butler stood there indecisively, uncertain whether to proceed or retreat.

Seeing that Rui Hui was about to arrive, if she was to meet Ye Zhanxing here, it would likely complicate matters.

The butler’s eyes darted around before he clenched his teeth, “Mr. Ye, I advise you to go back first. By pressuring the young mistress like this, you might truly sever the father-daughter relationship.”

“What do you mean? Did Youxuan say something?” Ye Zhanxing’s expression became somewhat tormented, and he anxiously looked at the butler.

The butler hesitated for a moment before speaking, “Mr. Ye might not be aware, but the young mistress saw her mother commit suicide with her own eyes. It was cruel enough for a child so young to experience such things. But where were you then, Mr. Ye?”

“…”

“Mr. Ye married and had a daughter, taking the Ye Family to the pinnacle in America, while the young mistress, alone in the Qin Family, endured the pain of losing her loved ones and helplessly watched a stepmother enter her life. A child, half-grown, forced to deal with so much, that kind of despair is beyond anyone’s capacity for empathy.”

The butler spoke, becoming somewhat emotional.

“You say you’ve come back to recognize your daughter, but all you’ve brought the young mistress is hurt. The stigma of being a love child is bad enough to make her suffer. The young master almost didn’t make it… How do you expect the young mistress to accept you as her father?”