Ye Beibei had reached a point of neither love nor hate towards Ye Cheeng and Ye Beixuan. She was truly at peace.
"...Brother, enough. I still have exercises to do! Let's just leave it at that. Goodbye!"
Ye Beibei felt that she had expressed her meaning very clearly and saw no need to waste more time.
As she said this, without waiting for Ye Beixuan to say anything more, she hung up the phone.
The beeping sound in his ear, Ye Beixuan was still in a bit of a daze.
Soon after, a text message alert rang, finally waking Ye Beixuan up.
He picked up the phone, glanced at the screen, and saw that it was a bank transaction alert.
No need to ask, it must be Ye Beibei transferring him money.
Ye Beixuan really couldn't say what he felt inside. He listlessly opened the message.
Ha, it really was an alert from XX Bank, with the damn amount of 37,200 yuan.
Ye Beixuan ultimately did not give away the shares, and he dejectedly returned to the café to sign the contract again.
