Ye Qiaomu

Chapter 803: 803: No One Can Do Better Than Jingyao


Chapter 803: Chapter 803: No One Can Do Better Than Jingyao


In the evening, He Yirong finally came out of the room.


He silently walked downstairs, only to find that there was only Butler Li in the living room.


Seeing this old companion, He Yirong suddenly felt an urge to confide.


“Old Li, you know everything, right?” he said hoarsely.


Butler Li silently nodded. He had heard everything that happened in the afternoon quite clearly.


“Do you think it’s really my fault?” He Yirong murmured softly, “So now, a brother is not a brother, a son is not a son…”


“Sir, it’s not anyone’s fault,” Butler Li said softly, “Moreover, I have always felt that what truly makes a family a family is not blood, but affection. Blood is just a chance. As long as you are willing, the young master will always be your son.”


He Yirong let out a long sigh.


“But he isn’t really… and now Yizheng…” He Yirong closed his eyes, “It’s never going to be like before.”


He Yizheng will not be content to let He Jingyao become the head of the He Family.


He cannot completely disregard He Yizheng’s wishes like before… if He Yizheng were truly his son.


Even if he is an illegitimate son, he is still his only son.


Jingyao… with his character, is unlikely to continue enduring at HI Group.


Yet, no one can do better at HI than Jingyao.


He Yirong sighed again, sitting on the sofa, seemingly aged many years in such a short time.


Butler Li looked at him with pity and handed him a cup of hot tea.


After a while, He Jingyao and Zhixi also came downstairs. He held Zhixi’s hand and went straight to sit opposite He Yirong.


He Yirong glanced at him, his expression complex.


“You should have made your decision by now?” He Jingyao said calmly.


“I…” He Yirong sighed once again, “Jingyao, I have to reclaim the shares you hold.”


“I understand,” He Jingyao said with a faint smile, “But I don’t want those shares to fall into He Yizheng’s hands, although I can transfer them to Ziyi.”


He Yirong was taken aback, then nodded: “Alright.”


“I will have all the assets under my name evaluated by an actuary; what belongs to the He Family I will return, what I have earned through my own efforts I will not be shy to claim.” He Jingyao said calmly, “Does this work for you?”


He Yirong was again taken aback, shaking his head: “No need, keep them. I am aware of your contributions to HI, even if you are not… I cannot erase your achievements.”


“It’s better to clear things up,” He Jingyao said tranquilly, “Otherwise, He Yizheng won’t let it go.”


He Yirong sighed, nodding: “Since you insist, let’s handle it that way. However, I do hope you can continue as president of HI, there’s no one more suited than you for this role.”


He Jingyao smiled: “But perhaps He Yizheng will have a differing opinion.”


“The He Family is still under my authority, and the board is more willing to let you fulfill this role…”


“You’re worried that news of my resignation might affect HI’s stock prices, aren’t you?” He Jingyao’s smile bore a hint of sarcasm, “I think it would be better if I resigned. This way, Zhuo Yuwei won’t focus his attention on HI Group. After all, my mother is still my mother, and Ziyi is still my sister.”


He Yirong smiled bitterly.


Yes, it’s just that he is no longer his father.