She Became A Downfall Noble Lady

Ye Xinyan had several proposals rejected, and she expressed that she had no other methods, her gaze towards Mr. Fang and the other two was now tinged with alienation, sipping her tea lightly with clear intent to see the guests out.

Mr. Fang hurriedly clapped his hands together in a polite gesture, "Please forgive me, Miss Ye; the matter is indeed difficult to handle."

Mr. Fang himself did not expect that this task would be so challenging. Initially, he thought that with only Miss Ye remaining in the Qi family, a woman, talented as she may be, would have areas where her insight fell short. Little did he know that Miss Ye, once set on something, would be so steadfast, showing no signs of yielding.

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In His Highness Prince Fu’s plan, if the railway transport project could be successfully undertaken by his own people, he would have complete control over the officials and managers involved. Bringing Wong Qiao back would introduce an unpredictable factor into their otherwise solid operation.

Mr. Fang and the two minor officials, persistent, tried to probe indirectly once more. Still unable to find an opening, they could only take their leave for the time being. They said they would rethink Miss Ye’s proposals and come back in a couple of days to discuss further.

Although Ye Xinyan showed a distant demeanor, she was still very polite in expressing her apologies to Princess Fu and saw Mr. Fang and his two companions out of the guest room.

As the hosts and guests stepped out of the room, it was quite abrupt to see a person standing under the eaves of the East Wing Room, who swept his emotionless gaze over them.

Guan He exuded a remarkably strong aura. It was nearly the late Shen hour, a busy time; several servants and craftsmen were moving about, busy with their work in the courtyard, yet none could diminish Guan He’s presence.