Ye Shengge woke up from her afternoon nap and read the financial news as usual.
The special investigation team in Beijing had left. Although they couldn’t find any concrete evidence, the news was enough to affect the shareholders’ confidence in T.S. Corporation, so T.S. Corporation’s share price had fallen to the lowest point in history. All kinds of reports were accusing Ji Shiting of negligence.
Ye Shengge put down her phone and heaved a sigh of relief.
It had been a week since Ji Shiting left Yang City, and he had only called her three times in the past week. On one hand, he was very busy, and on the other hand, he was probably trying to hide his whereabouts. Ye Shengge still didn’t know where he was.
Ye Shengge didn’t ask further. Every now and then, he would call her, and they would talk about what she had eaten and how the babies were. Although the conversation wasn’t wholesome, Ye Shengge was very happy every time they talked, and she cherished those few minutes.
Ye Shengge was satisfied as long as she could confirm that he was safe.
Lin Ran and Li Yinian had both visited her, but they both had work to do, so they couldn’t be with her all the time. Thus, she didn’t have anyone to talk to most of the time, so she was inevitably bored. In the end, she had to talk to the baby in her stomach.
Grandpa Ji would come over to have lunch with her occasionally. In the past, she and Ji Shiting would go to the old manor for family dinners. Ever since her stomach got bigger and it was more and more inconvenient for her to move, it had become Grandpa Ji coming to Qianfan Villa to see them, even after Shiting left.
Every time Grandpa Ji came, he would tell her that everything was going smoothly. Ye Shengge knew that Grandpa Ji was just reporting the good news and not the bad, but she still felt comforted.
After getting out of bed, Ye Shengge went to the garden to trim the plants. This was a hobby she had recently developed, which could calm her down and make her pray.
After a while, Sister Xiu came and told her that Ling Yutong and Little Zheng were here.
Ye Shengge was pleasantly surprised. “Let them take a seat first. I’ll be right there.”
“No need.” Ling Yutong smiled as she walked into the garden with Little Zheng.
Ye Shengge immediately put down the scissors in her hand, wiped her hands, and walked toward them. “Why are you here?”
Ling Yutong let go of Little Zheng’s hand and held her. “Slow down… Shiting called me before he left and asked me to bring Little Zheng here to talk to you when I’m free.”
“Sorry to trouble you.” Ye Shengge smiled and looked at the boy in front of her. “Little Zheng has grown taller again.”
The boy immediately puffed his chest and looked at her belly. “Aunt Shengge, when are your siblings coming out?”
“About three months,” Ye Shengge said with a smile.
“So long?” He sighed.
Ye Shengge couldn’t help laughing. She looked at Ling Yutong and said, “Let’s sit in the living room.”
Ling Yutong had brought Ye Shengge some good news that she had been dreaming to hear.
“I heard from Dad that Finance Minister Jing Zhiyuan has been investigated for corruption and personal behavior,” Ling Yutong said. “If Jing Zhiyuan is arrested, he’ll probably implicate a lot of people.”
“Really?” Ye Shengge grabbed her hand.