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She had just finished work and was standing at the entrance of the television station, waiting for her driver to pick her up. Feeling a wave of confidence, she pulled out her phone to take a beautiful selfie and post it on social media to share her current state of mind.
Before she managed to snap the picture, a car abruptly stopped in front of her, and a tall, formidable man got out and approached her.
âMiss Ye Xingguang?â
Ye Xingguang put away her phone: âThatâs me.â
The towering man opened his car door and said, âPlease come with me.â
Ye Xingguang was taken aback: âWho are you and why should I go with you?â
The towering man, without hesitation, revealed his identity: âI am the vice officer from the Presidentâs side, Qin Yao. You should have seen me a few days ago outside Mr. Ye Shitingâs VIP hospital room. The President wants to see you.â
What? Why would the President want to see her?
Today, the President of Country K was on a state visit to Country A. Wasnât the President supposed to be showing hospitality to him? Wasnât there a national banquet scheduled for tonight?
A reporter from their station was even sent to cover the banquet. She hadnât been able to secure that assignment, but Rebecca Perry had, and hadnât missed an opportunity to flaunt this fact.
âMiss Ye, please get in the car.â Qin Yaoâs tone was icy.
Ye Xingguang pursed her lips. She clearly remembered seeing this man outside Ye Shitingâs hospital room. He wasnât a fraud. If the President wanted to see her, was there really no room for refusal?
After some hesitation, she got into the car.
Sitting in the car, she felt uneasy. She took out her phone, wanting to send a message to Ye Junqing, but as soon as her phone was out, Qin Yao reached out: âMiss Ye, please give me your phone.â
âWhy?â
âThere is no why. Itâs an order,â Qin Yaoâs voice was purposely cold.
Helpless, Ye Xingguang had no choice but to hand over her phone.
Just as she handed over her phone, a pair of cold handcuffs clamped onto her wrists.
She was startled: âWhat are you doing? I havenât broken any laws! Why am I in handcuffs?â
âWhether or not youâve broken the law, you know in your heart. I advise Miss Ye to take advantage of this car ride to thoroughly contemplate your actions. The President is extremely busy today and doesnât have much time to meet with you, so you can start reflecting now.â
Ye Xingguang:
What had she done that requires such reflection?
This was utterly baffling!
She did have the means to escape the handcuffs and flee through the window, but one canât run from their own actions. Not to mention, she had no clue what she had done wrong!
The car finally pulled up at the Presidential office.
The office was particularly lively today due to the national banquet. A steady stream of influential officials had begun to arrive for the event, and luxury cars were parked in the officeâs parking lot.
Just as she stepped out of the car, Ye Xingguang spotted Xia Yanyan.
In stark contrast to herself in custody, Xia Yanyan was being treated like a star, surrounded by bodyguards as she alighted from her car.
She was dressed in a high-end custom-made gown, her hair intricately styled, and she looked utterly charming in the sunset light.
Even Qin Yao, who was holding Ye Xingguang, couldnât help but glance a few more times at Xia Yanyan, and even took the initiative to greet her: âMiss Xia, youâre here. You look exceptionally beautiful today. Iâm sure your performance on the water stage tonight will dazzle the delegation from country K.â
Xia Yanyan was a national treasure, a national mascot, a national symbol. She always had a reserved performance slot during major events, typically singing at the water music hall of the Presidential office.
Xia Yanyan smiled charmingly, her haughty gaze landing on the handcuffed wrist of Ye Xingguang. She couldnât help but chuckle with surprise: âMr. Qin, whatâs going on? Why is Miss Ye handcuffed? Did she commit a crime?â