Ye Youran immediately came to Isabella, pleading with longing: "Isabella, I like every piece of clothing you designed. You are simply my god. I admire you so much. You
Let me be your model, okay?"
Ye Ruge was inevitably surprised. The Ye Youran she knew had never paid attention to anyone, but she didn't expect that he would worship 'Isabella' now?
This is interesting. If one day, Ye Youran knew that Isabella was the Ye Ruge whom she had targeted before, she would definitely be very upset.
"The Ye family's company doesn't care about you being a model?" Huo Yanxi suddenly said.
Ye Youran curled his lips: "I want to take care of it, but you know that I'm not good at business. Just look at the current situation of the Ye family's broken company. Why do you insist on forcing me to take care of it? You let it go bankrupt."
Isn’t it possible?”
Huo Yanxi's eyes were a little cold: "That's Ye Ruge's mother's company."
Ye Youran: "Yes, that company was originally owned by Ye Ruge and her mother, but now they are gone, and so is my father. It's just a loss-making company. It's such a loss for you to keep it as a loss-making business."
Ye Ruge is dead, and no one is trying to snatch anything from the Ye family from her. She can take whatever she wants and don't want it.
Huo Yanxi smiled coldly: "When you and your mother killed Ye Ruge's mother, didn't you just want to rob the company and rob Ye Yihai? Now you are asked to manage the company, and you are still unwilling?"
Ye Youran's face turned pale: "I..."
When Ye Ruge heard Huo Yanxi's words, her heart twisted and she stared at Ye Youran. Did she and Wan Chunfang kill her mother?
She knew that there was something strange about her mother's hasty death, but she never thought that she was deliberately killed by her mother and daughter.
Ye Ruge clenched her fists and then relaxed them, trying to calm herself down and said to Ye Youran: "You are not suitable to be a model."
Being rejected so quickly, Ye Youran was unwilling to accept it: "Can you think about it again?"
"If you are interested in fashion design, you can come to the studio to be my assistant and help me with simple tasks such as sorting clothes and checking fabrics," Ye Ruge said.
"Be your assistant?" Ye Youran was a little hesitant, but after thinking about it, he nodded: "Okay, then I will be your assistant."
Afraid of Huo Yanxi's objection, she immediately said to him: "Isabella has agreed to take me in. Don't force me to manage the Ye family's broken company anymore."
"If you don't go, let Wan Chunfang go. Neither of you can escape." Huo Yanxi said expressionlessly.
Ye Youran glanced at him secretly, not daring to say anything at all. He had too many things under his control, mother and daughter.
The strange thing is that he knew about their ulterior things, but he didn't expose them and just kept letting them do things for him.
He and Ye Ruge had divorced a long time ago, and he even asked her to call him brother-in-law.
She couldn't help but wonder if Ye Ruge's sudden death was such a big blow to him that he was not normal?
Ye Ruge secretly thought that if she asked Ye Youran to be her assistant, she might be able to learn something about her mother from her mouth.
If her mother's death was really because of them, she would never let them go!
Huo Yanxi must have known something, but he still allowed the mother and daughter to get away with it. He is a scumbag.
…
In the evening, Huo Yanxi returned home.
Su Nanqiu walked around the living room with a sad look on his face.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Huo Yanxi asked.
"You still know how to come back? Don't you look at your son..." Su Nanqiu suddenly stopped here, walked up to him, stretched out his hand to open his suit, and stared at the collar of his shirt: "Okay, you
You are really stubborn, and now you are hooking up with some woman outside?"
Huo Yanxi was confused when he heard this. He lowered his head and looked at the collar. There was a woman's red lip mark there...