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The monitor made a "beep beep" sound, and the steps that were approaching suddenly panicked.

"Call Dr. Mao quickly," said a bodyguard.

After a while, Dr. Mao rushed to Mr. Fang's hospital bed and asked the nurse to push Mr. Fang to the emergency room. Two bodyguards followed him.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly opened the curtains. There was no one around, and then I took a step, still not daring to go out unscrupulously.

"What's going on? Isn't it always good?" It was Chen Xia's voice, and I ran back behind the curtain.

"Mr. Chen, I don't know." The bodyguard replied.

"What about people?"

"In the rescue room."

It became quiet again, and I ran out quickly, not even daring to take the elevator, so I ran directly to the corridor of the emergency room on the seventh floor, covered a small gap, and looked out from the inside.

I know that Mr. Fang suddenly fell ill because he was afraid that I would be caught by those two bodyguards, but I really don't want anything to happen to him.

The doctor came out of the emergency room, Chen Xia walked forward and chatted with the doctor, she looked pretty good, luckily she was fine.

I was tossing and turning all night, thinking about the shares Mr. Fang said, Yin Zihao had already given St Company to Xiao Ce, it was said that they were not happy at that time, if I told Yin Zihao about this, what would he do?
When I woke up early in the morning, with two dark circles under my eyes, I looked in the mirror for half an hour, whether to say or not, to ask or not to ask, echoed in my mind many times, but there was still no conclusion.

Arrived at the company at the last minute, successfully punched out the card, and walked slowly into the elevator.Yin Zihao was standing in the corner of the elevator, there were too many people, and he and I were pushed to the opposite side.

There were fewer and fewer people. In fact, I should have gotten off the elevator long ago, but my feet just stood there in disbelief.After everyone left, only Yin Zihao and I were left in the elevator.

Yin Zihao glanced at me, then looked at the numbers on the panel: "Why not?"

"Actually—" I faltered.

"Anything to say?" he asked.

"I don't know if I should ask or not?"

"Come to my office."

I followed him to his office, he drew down the curtains, made me a cup of coffee, and sat across from me after everything was done.

"Just say something."

I took a sip of coffee and glanced at him: "Why did you separate from Xiao Ce then?"

"Xiao Ce?" He looked at me suspiciously.

"I met Xiao Ce before, he came back a long time ago, didn't he look for you?" I asked.

There was an imperceptible depression in his eyes: "There have been a lot of things recently, so many things happened, so—"

"It's because you have conflicts."

"Yun'er." He picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

"Is it because of St Company?"

He took a deep breath: "Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"The 10% of the shares are in St Company, and you need to be the general manager of St Company again."

He stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and stared into the distance.

I know he must be in a dilemma, he understands the importance of shares, but if he is asked to speak again, maybe it will never be done again.

Walking to his side, following his gaze into the distance.

"I know you will never go to St Company again, but—"

"At that time, I knew that Grandpa had been silently supporting St Company behind the scenes, and after we separated from you, he wanted to dismantle the company." He sighed, "The news that suppressed St Company at that time was all about Grandpa. It was released, I know his purpose is to make me compromise. It's just that now we have to rely on St company."

He didn't say any more.

I took his hand and said, "I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me at that time, you wouldn't have given up on St Company so easily. Actually, I know how much effort you have put into this company, and I believe Xiao Ce will definitely forgive you."

"Stop talking. Even without this 10% stake, I will think of other ways."

"Zi Hao."

I wanted to say something, but he didn't want to listen any more, picked up the coat on the sofa and left first.

In fact, he knew that it must be very sad to know that his grandfather suppressed his company.

own grandfather?
Could it be that he knew Fang Yuan was his grandfather then?

Why, why didn't they recognize each other at that time?

If this is the case, isn't it a bit too ridiculous for me to take that DNA as evidence of blackmail?

It turned out that I was not a chess player in this chess game, but a pawn at the mercy of others.

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