Old Master Gong heard this and nodded in satisfaction. "That's very good. I knew you wouldn't let me down. But things are progressing a bit slowly now, and I think it's time we deliver a fatal blow to them."
Yhan Xi's hand paused mid‑movement. She looked out at the ink‑black Night Colors outside the window, her heart giving a sudden thump. "Uncle Gong, what do you suggest?"
"In half a month, it will be Gong Group's anniversary celebration. By then I want you to cement your relationship with Gong Ting, preferably right in front of Su Yu, so she'll finally give up completely." Old Master Gong had tried to scheme with Gong Ting and Wei Anning before, but in the end Gong Ting would rather sleep with Su Yu than touch Wei Anning.
This time, as long as Yhan Xi is willing, the plan is already half‑successful.
Yhan Xi's heartbeat grew faster, but she still pretended to be reserved. "Uncle Gong, this doesn't sound very good. Gong Ting will absolutely hate me."
