Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

Tongtong also leaned against the display case, her little face almost pressed against it, her big eyes filled with the bright blue light, and blurted out, "Daddy! This is beautiful! Tongtong likes it!"

The little guy has a limited vocabulary, but his "beautiful" and bright eyes say it all.

Mo Ye chuckled inwardly: Honey, it's no use if you like it. Dad is planning to give this to your mom.

Dad will buy you a box of sparkly marbles to play with later.

He turned his head to look at He Wanqing and asked earnestly, "Do you like it?"

He Wanqing was gazing at the "Heart of the Ocean," her eyes filled with amazement.

Hearing Mo Ye's question, she snapped out of her reverie and looked at him with a serious expression, as if he were really considering buying it. She felt both amused and helpless.

She raised an eyebrow, with a hint of deliberate provocation and amusement, and answered in accordance with his words:

"I love it! She's so beautiful, what woman wouldn't like her?"

She paused, a subtle smile curving her lips. "What? Mo Ye, are you really planning to buy it and give it to me?"

When Mo Ye heard her say "I like it," she nodded seriously and said, "Wait a minute, let me make a call and see if I can get it."

He Wanqing: "???" You're really planning to buy it?

Mo Ye walked to a relatively quiet corner, took out his phone, found the number saved as "Old Bastard Master," and dialed it.

The phone rang seven or eight times before being answered. Immediately, the other end emitted a rapid, clattering sound of keyboard typing, followed by Ye Qin's impatient growl:

"Damn it! I got tricked again! Teammates, look at the B, look at the B, I'm dead."

"Which brat is calling at this hour?! ...Feed? Mo Ye? You better have something important to say!"

Mo Ye cleared his throat, ignoring the background noise of the game on the other end, and got straight to the point:

"Master, I need to discuss something with you. You see, I've finally found a wife after all this time. As her master, shouldn't you do something to show your appreciation?"

The keyboard clicks on Ye Qin's end stopped for a moment, followed by an even more impatient voice:

"Show your respect? Show what? I've never even seen your wife! We'll talk after you bring her back and kowtow to her!"

"Wait a minute, you're not trying to scam me out of a red envelope, are you? Let me tell you, I have no money, and I won't even give you my life!"

Mo Ye was already used to his behavior, and said unhurriedly:

"I'm not asking for a red envelope. My wife has her eye on a small gift, and we might need your help with something."

"A little gift?" Ye Qin scoffed. "Don't tell me you're going to buy a multi-billion dollar conglomerate! Get to the point, or... what's up? Hurry up and get to the point! I'm having a team battle here!"

"It's not that exaggerated," Mo Ye said casually, "It's just a necklace, worth over ten million."

"More than ten million?" Ye Qin's voice rose slightly, then turned disdainful.

"That's it? You have the nerve to ask your master for over ten million? Don't tell me you can't even come up with this much money right now? I know your financial situation very well!"

Mo Ye quickly explained:

"Money isn't the problem, the problem is... that thing isn't for sale. It's in my teacher's wife's shop."

He emphasized the words "Master's wife's company".

There was an instant silence on the other end of the phone.

A few seconds later, Ye Qin's voice came again, noticeably lower, with a hint of tension and...irritation?

He took the cigarette out of his mouth:

"Can't we... choose something else? It has to be this one? And don't call her that, she's not your master's wife yet, I'm still single."

Mo Ye sensed the loosening in his tone and the deeply hidden complex emotions within him, and understood.

It's true that he bought the necklace, and it's also true that he wanted to take this opportunity to promote his awkward master who had been with him for half his life and his master's wife who had waited for him for many years.

He dropped the joke, his tone became more serious, and he added a touch of provocation:

"It's only a matter of time. Master, your wife has been waiting for you for so many years."

Are you just going to leave it hanging like this? You won't even help your apprentice's wife with this small wish of "assistance"?

This isn't like the Ye Qin I know, the one who's fearless and invincible.

Ye Qin clicked his tongue on the other end of the phone, and after a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth:

"Got it! Damn it... I must have owed you something in my past life to have such a nuisance like you! Bye!"

The call abruptly ended.

Mo Ye held his phone, a subtle, triumphant smile playing on his lips.

He knew that his master had agreed.

---

On the other end of the phone, Ye Qin tossed his phone onto the table, which was cluttered with draft papers and instant noodle buckets, and leaned heavily back in his chair.

He didn't even glance at the black-and-white image of the game character's death on the computer screen.

He picked up the half-dented cigarette pack from the table, shook out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

The acrid smoke rolled through my lungs, but it couldn't suppress the churning, long-standing bitterness in my heart.

His usually nonchalant face had, unusually, shed all pretense, revealing a trace of the vicissitudes of time, and a tenderness and guilt hidden deep in his eyes that he almost never showed to others.

Shangguan Qing.

This name, like a rusty needle, pierced the softest part of his heart. It wasn't fatal, but every time he thought of it, it brought a long, subtle pain.

He swiped his phone screen, and the background picture was a blurry group photo from many years ago. The background was a school campus, the girl had a bright and flamboyant smile, and the boy had his arm around her shoulder, looking arrogant.

His fingertips lingered on that smiling face for a long time. Amidst the swirling smoke, his eyes struggled and hesitated, finally turning into an almost inaudible sigh.

As if he had made up his mind, he stubbed out his cigarette, searched through his contacts for a long time, and finally tapped on the number that he had pinned to the top but hadn't dialed in a long time.

---

Meanwhile, at the Qinqing Group headquarters, in the top-floor conference room.

The atmosphere was so heavy it was almost palpable.

The huge circular conference table was filled with senior executives and key project leaders, each with thick files spread out in front of them, yet no one dared to open them easily.

All eyes were focused on the single figure standing at the far end of the long table.

Shangguan Qing.

She wore a perfectly tailored navy blue suit, her posture upright like a pine tree, her hair neatly pulled back, revealing a smooth, full forehead and a face with a pure, unadorned, classically beautiful Eastern expression.

Her gaze swept calmly over the crowd below, without deliberately exerting pressure, but it carried the air of someone who had long held a high position.

The absolute authority and aura emanating from wielding such a colossal entity had already suffocated the elites present.

She was listening to the final report on a multi-billion dollar merger and acquisition deal. Her speech was steady, but the questions she asked were sharp and to the point.

The person in charge whose gaze fell upon her involuntarily tensed up.

Just as the report reached the most crucial part—the risk assessment—

A slight but persistent cell phone vibration suddenly broke the silence of the conference room.

"Beep...beep..."

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