267 The Meeting

“Yes.” He Chen replied coldly. Then, he turned to the butler and said, “I heard that Old Master Jing of the Jing family has retired, and Jing Yan is in charge of the Jing family business now?”

“Yes, Master.” The butler ignored Yeh Luo’s resentful gaze and focused on answering his master’s question.

He Chen nodded and passed his glass to the waiter. “Call him over. I want to see him.”

“Yes.” The butler accepted the order. When he passed by Yeh Luo, he hesitated for a moment before stopping in his tracks and instructing, “Miss Yeh, I’m going to get President Jing to come over. Please take care of master for me.”

“Alright!” Yeh Luo agreed immediately. Then, she walked behind He Chen with a big smile on her face and helped him stabilize the wheelchair.

From an outsider’s point of view, she was like He Chen’s biological daughter.

She had always dreamed of being the center of attention. So what if He Chen had been indifferent to her? He did not have any other children, and he did not have any intention of getting married. So, as long as she stayed by his side long enough, would not everything that belonged to He Chen go into her pocket?

The butler carefully observed the crowd and found Jing Yan in the center of the crowd. He looked to the side and immediately saw a face that would make his master dream of countless times. After a moment of shock, tears welled up in his eyes. “This must be He Miao, Miss He?”

He Miao was fighting with the pastry in her hand when she suddenly heard someone call her name. She quickly looked up and saw an unfamiliar old man in a black tuxedo standing in front of him. “It’s me. Is there anything I can help you with?”

The butler smiled and turned to the man beside her who had a vigilant look. He said politely, “My master would like to meet you and President Jing.”

He Miao did not agree immediately. Instead, she first looked at Xia Yan, who had been sitting with her. Seeing that she did not mind and even smiled in relief, He Miao stood up with Jing Yan and nodded.” Alright, please lead the way.”

Tonight’s banquet was decorated with a lot of bright flowers. Yeh Luo noticed that and knew that He Chen was reminiscing about old friends. She subconsciously stood beside the flowers and picked one for him to see. “Uncle He, I’ve been making special fragrances these few days and designed a very light fragrance. When I’m done, I’ll give it to you to try. You’ll definitely like it.”

“Yes.” He Chen’s expression remained cold. It was only when he heard the words “fragrance making” that his fingers, which were resting on the armrest of his wheelchair, started to tremble.

Yeh Luo noticed this, so she worked even harder to tell him about fragrance-making.

She came from a commoner’s family and her family’s daily expenses came from her mother’s salary as a servant in the He family. In order to improve the family’s conditions, her mother had always raised her like a rich lady. However, she did not have enough money and could not really learn so many elegant things like a rich lady. So, while He Chen was not around, behind the other servants’ backs, she secretly brought her into the He family to broaden her horizons.

At that time, it was her first time seeing such a big villa. Any small decoration in the villa costs more than what the mother and daughter could make in ten years.

Her mother had told her to be careful and not to touch anything, because they could not afford to pay for it if they broke anything.

She was naturally very careful, even when she sat on the sofa. She was afraid that she would leave any traces on the sofa and be discovered.

She thought that she could only live her life secretly envying of others, until one day, He Chen suddenly came home early and saw her reading a book on the sofa in the living room.

She would remember He Chen’s shocked gaze for the rest of her life.

The punishment she expected did not come. On the contrary, He Chen surprisingly allowed her to visit the He family villa often.

It was only later that she heard from the housekeeper that He Chen’s indulgence back then was only because she looked a little like a woman he had once loved deeply.

That woman’s favorite thing was to make fragrances.

Since then, fragrance-making had become Yeh Luo’s favorite activity.

In order to naturally become He Chen’s daughter as soon as possible, she had long abandoned herself and become the shadow of that woman who had already passed away.

Just as she was sharing her experience in fragrance-making with He Chen, she heard the sound of the butler welcoming someone warmly.

“President Jing, Miss He, this way please.”

In the wheelchair, the man’s body stiffened. He turned his head in disbelief to look at the young girl walking beside the butler.

He did not send an invitation to He Miao because he did not know if she would want to meet him. He did not expect her to come anyway. Her soft little hand was still in Jing Yan’s palm, and the two of them looked very intimate.

After the surprise, He Chen furrowed his brows slightly. His dark eyes stared straight at the two of them holding hands. He sneered. Jing Yan has really grown up. He already has a girlfriend.

A familiar voice sounded in front of him. He Miao’s eyes widened in shock. When she saw the man in the wheelchair, she almost blurted out, “Dad.”

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