Words to spread the word about technology.
It was already dark.
Fu Ziyan was reading a document when his phone vibrated on the desktop, he scanned the caller ID and put the call through, “Grandpa Qiao.”
“Young master, Miss Ye has brought Young Master Jing’er and Miss Yinyin over and asked me to ask when you’re coming home.”
Fu Ziyan swept a glance at the pile of documents on his hand and pursed his lips, “I’ll be back in ten minutes, no need to wait for me for dinner.”
He hung up the phone and closed the file in his hand.
Then after searching through the pile of papers for two minutes, he finally found information on a technical project.
There was a formula in it that was similar to the one he had seen in the A-F project before, and if he took it to Ye Yunla, he should be able to talk to her a bit more.
He took the file and headed out of the office when Wei Yi pulled his car over and parked in front of him.
Before he could pull open the door and get in, he saw a figure appear on the road in front of him.
It was close to the beginning of the night, twilight was sinking and the lights were coming on, pedestrians were coming and going, making the person standing in the road stand out even more.
“Eldest Young Master, it’s Miss Ye.” Wei Yi turned back and whispered.
Fu Ziyan’s eyebrows involuntarily furrowed.
To be honest, he really disliked Ye Xueying, but this woman was his mother by blood, and there were many things he couldn’t resist.
He turned around and raised his voice, “Mother, what are you doing standing on the road?”
It was as if Ye Xueying was suddenly awakened.
She walked towards this car step by step.
Only when she got closer did Fu Ziyan notice that there were several deep purple strangulation marks on her neck, which at first glance were pinched out by someone.
“Mother, who did this?”
Subconsciously, Ye Xueying pulled at the collar of her coat.
She was wandering the streets like a lonely ghost, and she didn’t know why she had suddenly come here.
Perhaps, her subconscious mind told her that Fu Ziyan was her last straw to save her life ……
“Ziyin, did your daddy call you?”
Ye Xueying pressed Fu Ziyan’s shoulder and asked with difficulty.
Fu Ziyan shook his head, “What the hell is wrong?”
Ye Xue Ying twisted her head to look at the car and said coldly, “Wei Yi, you get down.”
Wei Yi froze for a moment and looked at Fu Ziyan, seeing Fu Ziyan nod before he pushed open the driver’s seat door and stepped down.
He walked over to Fu Ziyan and whispered, “Young master, I’ll be waiting at the far end, just shout if you have any orders.”
“You can leave work now.” Ye Xue Ying said coldly, then tugged Fu Zi Yan into the car.
Fu Ziyan pressed the car door and frowned, “Where is mother taking me?”
“Didn’t you ask me what happened, let’s find a place and talk slowly.”
Ye Xue Ying sat in the driver’s seat, put on her seat belt and said coldly, “Get in and sit tight.”
Fu Ziyan’s brow furrowed even tighter.
He always felt that there was something strange about Ye Xueying tonight, but he couldn’t say exactly what was strange.