Did My Ex-Wife Agree to Remarry Me Today? - Chapter 10
Chapter 10: Who Is She?
Yu Ting hadn’t driven her own car, so after dinner, Chi Yun felt obligated to drive her home.
Fortunately, her apartment was nearby just two traffic lights away. Since they weren’t particularly close having only met twice the drive required effort to maintain a pleasant conversation. For Chi Yun, this was mentally taxing, especially after a day of running back and forth between cities.
When Chi Yun said she was treating, she meant it. After paying the bill, she walked with Yu Ting toward the elevators. Just as they were about to head down, Yu Ting’s phone rang. She gestured for Chi Yun to wait a moment.
Since they were both partners and competitors, etiquette dictated that Chi Yun should step away. But the elevator lobby was small; no matter how much she tried to give space, she inevitably overheard snippets of the conversation.
It didn’t sound like a work call.
“Xiao Xia, I’m near the house, just finished dinner… No need to come, President Chi is dropping me off… No keys? You need to see me? Then wait for me, I’ll be there soon…”
The call lasted less than a minute. Judging by the tone, it was someone close to her. Whether the matter was fully settled was for Yu Ting to signal; Chi Yun didn’t want to make assumptions.
The moment she hung up, Yu Ting turned to Chi Yun with a small, apologetic smile. “I’m sorry for taking up your time. Let’s head down.”
Yu Ting had soft features and a steady temperament. When she smiled, her eyes curved into a beautiful arc, and faint dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth.
“No trouble at all.” A-Li has dimples, too, Chi Yun thought as she stepped toward the elevator, returning the smile. But A-Li’s are much deeper.
The ride from the third floor to the first was over in a blink. Once Chi Yun started thinking about Li Zhou, her focus wavered; she preferred to stay in her own thoughts rather than initiate small talk.
Yu Ting draped her off-white coat over her arm and leaned against the back railing of the elevator. “President Chi, did you know I have a sister?”
Chi Yun, standing slightly ahead and staring at the buttons, snapped back to attention like a student caught daydreaming in class. She tucked a stray hair behind her ear and turned. “Old President Yu has two daughters?”
“No, only one.” Yu Ting’s voice dropped to a soft, vulnerable whisper. “I’m the adopted daughter. Xiao Xia is his biological child. Everything I’m doing now is to pave the way for her.”
“I see… If you ever face any difficulties, President Yu, feel free to contact me. I’ll do my best to help.” Chi Yun had no desire to get entangled in the power struggles of a wealthy family, but Yu Ting had helped her before. She owed her that much.
The Yuansen Group had built its fortune on energy. Now a massive conglomerate, its pharmaceutical branch was a relatively new and obscure subsidiary. However, backed by immense capital and top-tier international engineers, it had become a powerhouse the moment it launched.
Most domestic pharmaceutical companies were clustered in Jianghua. Yuansen’s arrival was recent only within the last two months and the leaders of over a dozen top firms, including Chi Yun, had paid their respects. Chi Yun was one of the first to establish a rapport with Yu Ting.
Later, when a Mu Group shipment of raw materials for an innovative drug was destroyed in transit, Chi Yun had turned to Yu Ting. Using her connections, Yu Ting had solved the shortage. Chi Yun had her own internal scale for exactly how far she needed to go to repay that favor.
She certainly hadn’t expected the conversation to shift from business and city guides to the internal family drama of Yuansen Group.
Chi Yun felt a bit awkward. But she had experienced enough awkwardness in her life to manage her expressions perfectly and respond with grace.
Yu Ting fell silent. Stepping out into the cold night air, she seemed to realize that oversharing with Chi Yun might have been inappropriate.
On the drive back to the residential complex, Yu Ting lost her appetite for conversation. She leaned her head against her hand, staring out the window.
“President Yu, is it this entrance?” Chi Yun asked after a few turns.
Yu Ting glanced out, lowered her arm, and unbuckled her seatbelt. “Yes, this is it. You can pull over ahead. Thank you, President Chi.”
Chi Yun parked at the complex gate and stepped out to see her off.
“Thank you for the hospitality. Dinner was lovely. Next time, it’s my treat,” Yu Ting said by the car door, pointedly ignoring the earlier moment of vulnerability.
Chi Yun thought to herself that the next meal should also be her treat, but there was no need to argue now. She simply nodded. “Alright.”
“It’s late. You should get some rest. Goodnight—and drive safely.” Yu Ting had ridden in Chi Yun’s car twice now and had the distinct impression that Chi Yun liked to race against time.
“You too. Goodnight.” Chi Yun got back into the car, rolled down the window, and waved.
Yu Ting watched her drive off. Before the car’s taillights disappeared, a voice called out from behind her: “Sister.”
Chi Yun drove to the end of the road before realizing she needed to pull a U-turn.
Ahead was the coastal highway; circling back that way would take her past the tea restaurant again. The scenery was better, but it was a long route back to Huijing Villa. If she wanted to get home quickly, the main city artery was more convenient.
She decided to turn around.
As she passed the entrance of Yu Ting’s complex for the second time, she glanced over by some strange instinct.
President Yu was still at the gate. She hadn’t gone inside. Standing next to her was another person, engaged in close conversation.
That person… was her sister?
But why did she look so much like… so much like…
Chi Yun took great pride in her eyesight; she was certain she wasn’t mistaken. She hit the brakes, pulled to the curb, and switched on her hazard lights. Then she snatched up her communicator and began frantically scrolling through photos.
Over the past few days, Chi Yun had been binge-watching Li Zhou’s documentaries. Her viewing habit was unique alternating between new and old episodes. After finishing the latest update, she had played a game of “spot the difference” between the old and new footage.
Why was there an extra person?
In A-Li’s documentaries whether filming birds, fish, deserts, or forests there was never anyone else besides necessary locals and herself. Every scene requiring demonstration or narration was handled by A-Li alone. So why, in the latest update, was there a diver going into the water with her? And why were they in the frame together?
Who was she?
To find out, Chi Yun had followed the official blog of Li Zhou’s studio and tracked down the personal account of Li Zhou’s assistant. On the assistant’s blog, she had seen a group photo. Several people were on a boat deck holding jars of seasoned kelp. The caption read: “Thanks to Dr. Yu, delicious kelp one jar per person.”
In the comments, the assistant had added: “Sister Zhou got two jars.”
What did that mean? Not only did this person dive with A-Li, but she was also currying favor with her?
And now, that very person was standing right in front of Chi Yun.
She was Yu Ting’s sister?