I Just Want to Divorce

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When she received Ye's father's voice call, Ye Fei had already finished her meal and was walking upstairs with Yan Xiao and Cheng Minghao.

"By the way, Brother Fei," Cheng Minghao pressed the floor button and turned to ask Ye Fei, "Are you coming to celebrate our seventh anniversary of Feixiao?"

Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, Yan Xiao didn't tell him about it, and he didn't pay attention to the founding time of Feixiao Technology.

"when?"

"The seventeenth, it's coming soon," Cheng Minghao winked at Yan Xiao and invited, "Come on, our company's celebration will be quite fun."

Ye Fei stretched out her hand and poked Yan Xiao, and asked, "Really?"

Yan Xiao took advantage of the situation to grab his hand and held it in the palm of his hand, without saying "yes" or "no", just calmly said: "I'll reserve a place for you in the executive seat, with a good view, facing the stage. It's lively, the atmosphere is good, and you'll like it."

Ye Fei raised her eyebrows: "Did I say I'm going?"

Yan Xiao stopped talking, and looked into his eyes quietly and motionlessly, as if there were even expectations in his eyes.

After looking at each other for three seconds, Ye Fei compromised unprincipally: "Okay, I'll arrange the work ahead of time."

Yan Xiao moved his arms, as if he wanted to hug Ye Fei. But because of Cheng Minghao's presence, he still restrained himself, but holding Ye Fei a little harder.

Ye Fei chuckled lightly and was about to say something when the phone suddenly vibrated, almost echoing in the closed elevator. He looked down at the screen, and the smile in his eyes disappeared instantly.

The elevator door opened with a ding, Ye Fei turned her eyes to Yan Xiao and said, "Go back to the office first, and I'll take a call."

He didn't cover the screen, so that both Yan Xiao and Cheng Minghao saw the caller ID.

Yan Xiao said "Okay" and followed Ye Fei out of the elevator. But instead of entering the office directly, he stood at the door. Like waiting, and like a solid backing.

"Anything?" Ye Fei pressed to accept and said lightly.

"A Fei," Father Ye's tone was unbelievably mild over the phone, "I've been following Tianxi for a while now, and you've done a very good job. In the future, I can rest assured that Dingyuan will be handed over to you."

Ye Fei sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, let's get down to business."

Father Ye paused, endured the anger in his heart, and said in a good voice: "I know that you are unbalanced and feel that your father is partial to Ayao. That's because Ayao is the youngest son and does not need to inherit the family business. You are different. Now, Dingyuan has to be carried by you in the future, how can you do it without being stricter."

"It seems that I still haven't paid enough," Ye Fei leaned against the wall and mocked, "It's a bit of a drag, don't you feel bad about the data charges?"

"You—" Father Ye paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "A Fei, come back. The previous test on you is over. After Dingyuan, you will be the master. I promise that A Yao will not interfere again."

After a pause, he said, "Are you angry about my attitude towards your mother? Well, go home and I'll tell you everything about me and her. It's not that I'm ruthless, it's that she did it first and sorry for me. I was deceived by her."

Ye Fei only felt that a fire rushed to her forehead, almost drying out his sanity. How shameless this man is to throw dirty water on someone who has passed away.