After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 120: Just Unwilling to Accept

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Just Unwilling to Accept

Bian Yue looked at the vigorous and powerful thin gold script on the note, feeling a pang of sympathy. In the lower left corner of the note, she wrote in small plum blossom script, "Mr. Shen, take care of your health."

She was so focused on her writing that she didn’t notice Shen Zhaoli standing behind her.

"What are you writing there, making it so artistic?"

Bian Yue jumped at the sound, turned her head, and glared at Shen Zhaoli. She was in a bad mood, "Writing that you’re an idiot."

"What’s wrong with you, Bian Yue? How long has it been since we last saw each other? The moment we reunite, you don’t hold back at all, how do you know to scold me!" Shen Zhaoli said teasingly.

Ever since Shen Zhaoli was left out of the last class reunion, Bian Yue hadn’t seen him for a long time. Yet, she also heard about Shen Zhaoli’s recent situation from Shen Jinci’s words.

The once unrestrained Young Master Shen had now become Shen Jinci’s right-hand man at Lixing.

Bian Yue patted Shen Zhaoli’s shoulder with earnest, "Mind your own business when it comes to lovey-dovey matters!"

Shen Zhaoli was made to laugh by Bian Yue’s serious tone, "Come on, I came all the way to see you, don’t you have anything else you want to say to me?"

"I’m rushing to the studio, what could I possibly have to say to you?" Bian Yue glanced at her watch, "Alright, no more chit-chat with you, I’ve got to head out now. Wait for me to get through this busy period, and I’ll treat you to a meal, kiddo!"

"Don’t call names in vain. Only because of Shen Jinci do I not bother with you, Bian Yue, I came to ask you something."

Bian Yue raised her eyebrows, "What is it?"

"At the last class reunion, you guys ditched me, and you didn’t take me. Was it Wen Jiao’s idea?"

"How do you even remember the names so clearly? Are you planning to settle scores after the fact?" Bian Yue looked as if she suddenly understood.

Shen Zhaoli scoffed in disdain, "Young master me has been very busy recently, and I haven’t had time to fuss with her, she shouldn’t think this matter is over though, I intend to follow through! Give me her contact, I want to ask her personally, in my entire life, young master me has never been stood up!"

Bian Yue crossed her arms, looking Shen Zhaoli up and down, "Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Wen Jiao has a nickname."

"What nickname?"

"The Little Brother Killer." Bian Yue said with weight in her words, "Don’t end up not getting the account settled, and lose yourself in the process."

Shen Zhaoli looked at Bian Yue incredulously, with an utterly speechless expression, "Bian Yue, how on earth did Shen Jinci fall for you in the first place? Are you and your friends around you all so confident? You actually think I would fall for her?"

"That’s hard to say, Wen Jiao, after all, is quite appealing, ask yourself, is she not pretty?" Bian Yue smiled and patted Shen Zhaoli’s shoulder again, "Alright, I really can’t stick around any longer. If you want Wen Jiao’s contact, you’ll have to find her yourself, I’m heading out now, be good!"

Only after Bian Yue had walked away did Shen Zhaoli finally react, looking angrily at the nearby butler, "What was her tone just now? Treating me like a little brat! When did I ever tell Bian Yue my age, what right does she have!"

The butler couldn’t help but suppress his mirth, coughing to cover up, struggling not to laugh, he said, "Perhaps... Perhaps the lady thinks that the young master is youthful!"

Shen Zhaoli felt like vomiting blood continuously.

That lunatic Shen Jinci, only someone like Bian Yue could hold him down!

When Bian Yue arrived at the studio, anny had already moved from gossiping to personal hobbies with Director Liu.

"Is that so, Director Liu, you like ’The Notebook’? Me too, whenever I go through a breakup, I love watching that!" anny said enthusiastically.

Yes, replied Director Liu, I like the pure, romantic love, especially the part where the leads lie on the road watching the traffic lights.

"Try doing that in Xiangjiang, the supervising officer will be the first to arrest those two."

anny looked dissatisfied at Bian Yue, "President Bian, why are you always such a buzzkill?"

"Oh, there’s something even more depressing," Bian Yue sighed, exposing anny, "Did you forget, honey, the last time you had a breakup was when you graduated from junior high."

anny angrily declared she would resign next year, Bian Yue was too hurtful with her words!

Everyone laughed.

Bian Yue looked around and didn’t see Yao Yimin.

"Where’s Miss Yao?"

"She’s been in her room all the time, never came out," said Director Liu, "But she shares her script insights with me daily, it shows she’s seriously studying the script."

Bian Yue knew that since Yao Yimin had promised her, she would undoubtedly fulfill it completely.

She said, "I’ll go to the hotel to see her first, and after shooting starts tomorrow, I will stay at the studio for some time, anyone with any issues can come see me."

It wasn’t until after Bian Yue had left that Director Liu leaned close to anny and whispered, "Is President Bian always this serious? She cares so much about our project?"

"President Bian is serious about everything she does, you can rest assured, with her involved, this project is bound to run smoothly!" anny paused, then added, "I’ve worked with President Bian for so long, she cares about work more than a typical boss."

Meanwhile, Bian Yue drove to the hotel, had a bellhop assist with the elevator, and directly went to Yao Yimin’s room.

Bian Yue only knocked twice when Yao Yimin opened the door.

Underneath her eyes was a pallid grey; clearly, she hadn’t rested well for a long time, revealing a tired look. Seeing Bian Yue, she was startled, then said, "President Bian, you’re here."

"Just call me Bian Yue." Bian Yue walked in, and Yao Yimin stepped aside.

The two sat down on the sofa in the living room, Yao Yimin’s gaze shifted to Bian Yue’s hands, her eyes uncertain and apprehensive, "Bian... Bian Yue, how’s your shoulder?"

Bian Yue shook her head casually, with a faint smile, "Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious; you didn’t stab too hard that day."

Yao Yimin’s eyes reddened, and she bit her teeth as she looked at Bian Yue, her voice hoarse, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to."

"I know."

Bian Yue’s calm and peaceful words caused Yao Yimin’s emotions to become even more uncontrollable. She covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly in front of Bian Yue.

Knowing that her heart was repressed and in pain, Bian Yue said nothing, only passing her a few tissues.

"I just... can’t accept it...." Yao Yimin clenched the tissues in her hand, her eyes showing a bloodshot red, looking at Bian Yue with grievance, "My sister Jiayi was such a well-behaved and sensible girl, but she was forced to death at such a young age. I don’t know why I have to endure this pain, while the person causing my pain can roam free without consequence."

"Yimin, I support you in finding out the truth, but you must also be prepared for the difficult journey ahead."

Yao Yimin looked surprised, her pupils trembling, "You support me... Bian Yue, aren’t you and Xie Zhang good friends?"

"Good friends, he is one of my few friends," Bian Yue said calmly, "But human life is of paramount importance."