Mr. You, Please Dote On Me

This would, undoubtedly, have a great influence on the company.

Shiyao was about to explain when You Ze drew her aside.

“You idiot! Do you want to be tarred and feathered?”

You Ze reached out his hand and rapped her head, and then brought her in from a side door.

“Why don’t I dare to explain something I haven’t done?”

Shiyao grumbled rubbing her aching head.

“Is there any evidence to prove you didn’t do it?”

The question You Ze whispered reduced Shiyao to silence.

‘He is right. There is little proof for my explanation. Empty talk will only invite severer blame.’

You Ze took her hand and led her from the private elevator to his office.

Shiyao lowered her head and kept a long face until she entered the office.

The room was wide and tidy, with its large French windows overlooking the whole city.

“Wow! Boss, you really have money to burn.”

Instead of responding to Shiyao, You Ze picked up the phone and called Vice President Lin.

“Ask all reporters to go to the back parlor. I’ll deal with it on the spot.”

Shiyao turned to You Ze, puzzled and she was unable to figure out what he was thinking about.

“What are you gonna do?”

Leaning back in the swivel chair, You Ze proudly waved his hand and watched Shiyao.

“Just leave it to me. Mrs. You’s business is my business.”

“Humph.”

Shiyao turned away with a look of repulsion, frowning at his arrogance, even though he was still handsome.

Shiyao moved around in his office and made new discoveries everywhere. She had to say that You Ze was a man of great taste.

…

Li Sicheng looked at the news in his phone. There were widespread abuses on the Internet, and even many people were blocking the door of the hospital. Li Sicheng’s mother anxiously paced back and forth in the ward.

“We promised to settle it in private, but now it has been disclosed again. Do you think Mr. You will ask me to return the money?”

Li Sicheng silently knitted his eyebrow, in no mood to think about what she said.

Ji Manqing sneered with an urge to pierce his mother with disdain in her eyes.

“Money, money, money! All you want is money!”

Ji Manqing murmured in her heart, her unusual look arousing Li Sicheng’s suspicion.

“Manqing, do you know who posted the video?”

Li Sicheng asked abruptly. Tears of grievance immediately came into Ji Manqing’s eyes.

“How should I know? Sicheng, I’m also surprised. I’ve been in hospital all the time. I don’t know who….”

Pondering for two seconds, Li Sicheng realized that he might have been wrong, so he softly comforted Ji Manqing.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

One hour later, You Ze and Shiyao appeared in front of all.

Even with the guards, the stirred-up reporters couldn’t be pacified. To Shiyao’s surprise, Ji Manqing and Li Sicheng were also there.

You Ze was walking in front of Shiyao, almost covering her with his tall figure. Ji Manqing looked at You Ze curiously, feeling him quite familiar.

As someone sharp-eyed recognized Shiyao, the crowd immediately became noisy.

With apologetic smiling and various methods, Vice President Lin finally calmed the crowd before You Ze took his seat.

Ji Manqing and Li Sicheng sat on the left side of You Ze, and Shiyao on the other side, but she could sense Ji Manqing’s hatred in the air.

A female reporter took the initiative and asked Ji Manqing to retell the story.

Ji Manqing stared blankly at You Ze, trying to recognize him when a reporter questioned her. She instantly turned into a pitiful crying girl.

“Yaoyao and I were best college roommates and on good terms. We shared the same bed and bag. I don’t know why she became like this. I just invited her to my wedding and she gave me a push. Maybe she didn’t mean it, but my baby, it has really gone…”

Ji Manqing was sobbing and narrating her suffering, which was so convincing that people present all felt sympathy for her.

Shiyao didn’t even bat an eye when Ji Manqing was speaking.

“Miss Ji, did we only share a bed? I’m afraid you’ve forgotten whose boyfriend the man sleeping with you was,” Shiyao said coldly. She really learnt about Ji Manqing’s hypocrisy, and sympathized even more with Li Sicheng’s foolishness.

“Miss Shi, do you mean that there was a romance between you and Mr. Li?”

“Ahem,” Li Sicheng’s handsome face was full of embarrassment.

“The truth is that I dated with Miss Shi, but broke up due to personality clashes. Now Miss Ji is my fiancée.”

“Are you sure you hooked up with her after we broke up?” Think again.”

Shiyao was very sharp-tongued and didn’t mind it at all that others knew she was cheated.

“I remember that someone hooked up behind me. So I dumped him.”

Li Sicheng and Ji Manqing were blue in the face. You Ze covered his lips with one hand, trying to restrain the smile.

The crowd was stupefied and there was hectic talking. No one expected such a story behind them.

“So, Miss Shi, did you hurt someone because you were hurt emotionally?”

There were still sharp-tongued reporters who insisted on questioning Shiyao about the matter. Ji Manqing gave a sinister smile. Since most of the reporters present were anonymous supporters hired by Ji Manqing, it was not so easy to change the topic.

“Yes. You can’t do it to a pregnant woman, anyway.”

Shiyao was tongue-tied and not sure about what to do with her hands; Ji Manqing saw her reaction and smiled proudly.

When You Ze clapped his hands asking the crowd to be quiet, the camera light started flashing continuously.

“As the answers of both sides can’t remove your doubts, I’m going to show you a video.”

In the next second, a video appeared on the big screen.

“You may be familiar with this video, or may not. I think you can find the truth from it.”

Everyone looked up and a familiar woman’s voice came.

“You’ll come to my wedding next month, right?

“Yeah. How can an ex-girlfriend of your husband be absent from your wedding, right?”

“Shiyao, you’re going too far!”

“I respect you as my sister. Don’t be so shameless.”

“Who exactly is shameless? I don’t have a sister as shameless as you. You grabbed my boyfriend and enjoy being with him without feeling guilty.”

…

“Yaoyao, why are you pushing me?”

“Interesting! I pushed you?”

“You should die here!”

Everyone present, including Li Sicheng, was shocked and speechless.

They clearly saw that Shiyao didn’t touch Ji Manqing who lost her balance in her high heels and fell down.

Her previous cockiness completely exposed her ugly face.

“No, it’s not true…”

Ji Manqing clenched her fists and stared at the screen, denying it feebly.

Then another security video was on.