She knew how her daughter was like. She was too much like her. They held true to their words. Between them, they had many disagreements, and they both had their reasons, but as long as her daughter could grow stronger, she did not mind.

“What’s wrong with Fujiwara? His feelings for you weren’t developed over a day or two unless you’re still—”

“It’s really late now. You can go home. Don’t come bothering me for no reason. I’ll visit home tomorrow. It’s best you go home and have a think about whatever you want to say or talk about. If you’re anticipating for me to be more efficient at work, get Father to also arrange for a set of printed information on the Dongfang Group from the past few days. Print two copies then pass it to me tomorrow.” Dongfang Liuyun got up a little unhappily and her beautiful brows were knitted.

“Also, just focus on official matters. It’s best if you don’t ask too much about my personal life. There’s no need to say it’s in my best interest. If you respect my decisions without condition, that would be in my best interest. I don’t like people going against my decisions. Of course, if you really do think I’m that foolish, then pretend I never said these things to you,” she responded with waning interest and then turned around to walk up the stairs.

“Accompany Father more if you’re free. There’s no need to watch me over here. You’ve been watching me for more than 20 years. Even if you aren’t tired, I’m tired and I find it annoying. Honestly, it’s good that you don’t want to suffer a loss, but you’re being just as harsh to your own daughter. Aren’t you worried I won’t be able to handle the pressure one day and break down? Your daughter is human too. In fact, I’m a woman. Do you think everyone’s like you, a fighter among the successful career women?”

Song Siting fell silent for a moment, and when she wanted to respond, Dongfang Liuyun’s figure had already vanished at the stairs…

She remained stunned for a long while, then she sighed to herself before turning around to leave.

…

Inside the wide and cozy study room on the second floor, Dongfang Liuyun sat by the floor-to-ceiling window and leaned against the seat behind her. Her indifferent eyes watched quietly Song Siting as she gradually moved further away. Moments after that, she turned around in her chair and moved towards the elevated table on the side. She stood up and began to type on the chatbox open on her laptop.

Y: Email a copy of the Dongfang Group’s recent developments and information to my inbox.

X: You’re back?

Y: Mmm.

X: I’ll send it tomorrow.

Y: Okay.

X: I’ll be back the day after tomorrow. Let’s find a time to meet. It’s been a while.

Y: Time and location?

X: 8 p.m. at our usual spot

Y: Okay.

…

The short conversation ended very quickly.

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After that, Dongfang Liuyun read until late at night before she got into bed to rest. She was not used to sleeping early either since she was practically like this every day and would only sleep past midnight.

The next day, Dongfang Liuyun woke up really early. She had the habit of a morning jog that usually lasted for about 40 minutes. She did not have any servants at home as she enjoyed the peace and quiet of living alone.

When she was done with some work and getting ready, it was past 9 a.m., so she left the house. Of course, she did not make her way home right away. Instead, she made a trip to De Bao House, but to her surprise, there was an uninvited guest at the shop.

“Miss, you’re here. Fifth Lady has been waiting for you for a long while now.”

Uncle Ming poured Dongfang Liuyun a glass of water as he looked over at the girl dressed in a pink dress and fiddling with the antiques on the rack behind the beaded curtains. His aged eyes flickered with a light as he looked uncertainly at Dongfang Liuyun.

Dongfang Liuyun casually took the glass of water that Uncle Ming handed her as she took two sips nonchalantly before walking inside.

Ding ding!

When the sound of the swaying beaded curtains was heard, Dongfang Rouer, who was in a trance of admiration, immediately gathered herself and slowly turned around. When she saw Dongfang Liuyun walking in, she raised her shapely eyebrows as she silently looked on.

Dongfang Rouer was her uncle’s youngest daughter and the youngest heiress among the Dongfang clan’s direct line of descendants. She was the fifth in line while Dongfang Liuyun was fourth, so at home, everyone called her the Fourth Lady.

Dongfang Rouer had always had poor health since she was young. Apparently, her mother had been tripped by the mischievous Dongfang Liuyun when she was pregnant with her. She had fallen down the stairs and had a premature birth. After that, both the mother and daughter had poor health and were quite frail in nature.

Dongfang Rouer inherited her mother’s alluring beauty. Her mother had initially been a famous beauty in the movies and television scene before marrying Dongfang Ren. Dongfang Rouer was quite a few years younger than Dongfang Liuyun and should be 24 years old this year. She had been obedient and sensible since a young age and was doted on by everyone. She was also well-known in the industry and would frequently appear among circles of high society, especially since she was one of the more famous young ladies in City Z.

Her incomparable charm and charisma made her the dream lover of many men. Furthermore, that alluringly gentle voice of hers was just like her name and was extremely attractive.

“Why are you here?” Dongfang Liuyun’s apathetic voice was heard, and before Dongfang Rouer could respond, she had already sat down on the table beside her,

“Am I not welcomed?”

Dongfang Rouer’s rather pale face flashed with a faint crescent-shaped smile. She looked at Dongfang Liuyun indistinctly, and when she did not make a sound, she continued to say, “I was doing something nearby. I heard you were back, so I came over to see you. I can tell that you’ve been doing quite well recently.”

Dongfang Liuyun looked at her with a gaze as profound as the sea. She did not utter a word as she listened silently.

“Are you slightly disappointed that I’m doing well?”

“Why would I be? You’re my Fourth Sis. Obviously, I hope that you’re doing well. I heard that Third Uncle’s health hasn’t been doing too well recently.” How could the observant Dongfang Liuyun not detect Dongfang Rouer’s voice vaguely containing a probing tone?

“He was in the hospital for a few days because of a stomach ulcer. It’s an old illness. Don’t you all know this too?”

Dongfang Liuyun looked at Dongfang Rouer with raised brows while her expression was as calm as the window and her lips flashed into a faint curve. “You seem to care about this more than I do. It looks like you’re more like his daughter than I am.”

“Fourth Sis, you’re being funny now, Third Uncle’s been working day and night for the company and worrying about the family clan matters. I should care about his health, shouldn’t I?”

Dongfang Liuyun looked at her meaningfully and did not make a sound to answer. Instead, she lowered her gaze and continued to drink her water. She casually leaned to a side and then met with Dongfang Rouer’s gaze without batting an eyelid while she sized her up.

“Instead of coming here to feel me out, why don’t you go home and think of ways of how to handle it?”