闪电算

“Jail? Couldn’t we think of another solution instead of succumbing to the threats of that girl from the Xia’s family?”

At this time, Bai Peiluan, who heard the brothers arguing, descended the stairs with Ye Xingguang in tow. “Your father is right,” she said. “If Xingguang hadn’t saved you from the exploding gas station, you would be dead and wouldn’t be running for president now. If you’re going to be so ungrateful, you can leave. I don’t want to see you at tonight’s family dinner.”

Ye Shiting stood up, his face darkening: “I could repay my debt of life in other ways. But right now, only having Jun Qing marry Xia Yanyan will solve the problems we face.”

Ye Baixiu, seeing his son’s callousness, not only cold and heartless but also leaving his daughter-in-law in an awkward position, raised his hand pointing to the door in anger: “Get out of my sight. The farther you go, the better. I don’t want to see you right now!”

Ye Shiting really kicked the chair and let out: “You’re all too emotional. You have no idea how much effort and hard work my team and I have put in for the presidency, all of which is going to waste now. Has anyone considered how I feel about that?”

With that, he took his leave.

Lin Nan stood up and said, “Godfather, we know this is hard on Jun Qing. But isn’t every marriage of the rich and powerful made in order to consolidate power? If we choose this path, we must all be prepared to do whatever it takes to get that position. We can’t agree with the way you talk to Brother Ting.”

Hearing this, Ye Baixiu’s face hardened: “Anyone who doesn’t want to eat, get out!”

With that, Tang Xiao, Mu Nianbai, and Mo Zhe all got up and followed Lin Nan out, their attitudes firm and clear.

Ye Xingguang stood by Bai Peiluan, biting her lip, feeling both wronged and torn. She really didn’t want the brothers to fall out like this.

If only she had a month, she could change the situation.

“Xingguang, don’t worry about them. Let’s sit down and eat,” Bai Peiluan brought her downstairs.

Ye Xingguang nodded and sat next to Ye Junqing. But the meal was tasteless to her.

Midway through, it suddenly occurred to her that the “Regret Pill,” while it could change one’s fate, had only a minute impact on others. So if Ye Shiting failed in the presidential race, he might very well lose the chance to become the president.

The “Regret Pill” was not omnipotent after all.

After dinner, she and her patient returned to the hospital.

On the way, she couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, “What are you planning to do about this? Can you guarantee that your brother’s campaign won’t be postponed? There are only seven days left until the final round of voting. If he fails this election, will he blame me in the future?”

Ye Junqing held her hand, his voice deep: “He doesn’t care about your or my feelings, so you don’t need to worry about the nonsense he talks!”

“But he is still your elder brother…”

“I don’t have such a brother!” Ye Junqing’s voice lacked calm.

Ye Xingguang poked his leg twice, “Just tell me what you plan to do, I need to know.”