"Ye Che, when I chose to save Xia Weiyi back then, did you think it was a ploy, intending to use her to retrieve the shares of Yinglun Group, or to get my dad's evidence?"
"Hehe, I didn't say…" Ye Che took a sip of tea and chuckled to himself: "Anyway, I gave the stuff to you, whether you use it or not is up to you. If you think I still have any schemes towards you, you don't have to take back the shares of Yinglun Group."
"But I must say this in advance, I've thrown the company to you, and I won't manage it anymore. Whether it goes bankrupt or whatever, it has nothing to do with me, Ye Che, anymore…"
After saying these words, Ye Che stood up from the sofa, ready to leave, but just as he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and folded back.
Ye Che took out a wedding invitation from his pocket and placed it on the table, his tone very light, devoid of any boasting.
