Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 157 - 156: Best Substitute (18) - Fourth Update

Butler Zhao’s hand trembled, knocking over the teacup beside him.

The scalding tea wet the pages of the newspaper, but he didn’t seem to feel the burn as he brushed the tea aside, then put on his reading glasses to read every word on the paper without missing a single one.

Then he had someone bring out a computer to search, though there was no need for searching, as the homepage of Baidu was dominated by a huge banner about Ye Shaohua.

This was the first time Butler Zhao had seen Ye Shaohua; in the photo, she faced the camera, her calm face devoid of any arrogance.

In the face of such glory, she remained as composed as ever.

Even without this incident, Butler Zhao had reason to believe that her future achievements would be significant.

The page also contained other news items, and since Butler Zhao had followed financial news in his youth, he noticed one piece about the former "Stock God" of M Country, who had long since retired, coming out of retirement because of Ye Shaohua and was even coming to Imperial City to find her personally.

"Old, old master," the butler, startled for quite some time, finally snapped back to reality, "This is..."

It took a long while for Butler Zhao to come back to his senses and only now did he realize what sort of existence Ye Shaohua, who in his eyes was the most unworthy member of the Zhao family, truly was.

He was much clearer than the average onlooker about how influential Ye Shaohua had become.

Thinking of this, he grew even more eager; if Ye Shaohua were to take over the Zhao family, with her influence in the financial world and her capabilities, restoring the Zhao family to its former glory would be effortless, and they might even be able to go international.

Thinking of what he had previously said to Ye’s mother, Butler Zhao regretted it so much that it hurt.

"Good, good!" he said, looking at the newspaper, his eyes brimming with tears, "Indeed, she is Yan’er’s daughter, a chip off the old block! Come, let’s go to the hospital!"

At the hospital, Ye Shaohua had originally wanted to gradually let Ye’s mother learn about her capabilities so as not to frighten her.

But last night, in order to convince Ye’s mother, she ended up revealing everything.

And now that there was nothing left to hide, Ye Shaohua had someone transfer Ye’s mother to a private room.

At this moment, Ye’s mother was on the phone with her sister, "Sister, why did you send money again? Isn’t your daughter getting married to someone from the city?"

"Yes, someone from Imperial City. I’ll have her visit you in a few days," her sister replied, wiping away tears, careful not to let her sister hear her choked up voice, "Dongxiang, don’t be too hard on yourself in the hospital..."

"Later, have your daughter send me her address. Shaohua mentioned just yesterday that she wants to visit her," Ye’s mother knew too well the hardships a rural woman might face marrying into a city family. To avoid alarming her sister, she avoided mentioning Ye Shaohua’s circumstances. "I just had Shaohua send you two hundred thousand. Don’t worry; it’s all earned by Shaohua. She’s doing quite well now. You can buy a newspaper; it even has Shaohua’s photo on it..."

Ye’s mother had not finished her call when the door to the ward was pushed open, and her expression changed slightly as she looked up.

It was Butler Zhao and his entourage.

Although Butler Zhao was now very satisfied with Ye Shaohua, he still had little admiration for Ye Dongxiang and remembered the car accident his son had because of this woman.

"What do you want?" Seeing Butler Zhao for the first time, Ye Dongxiang was scared, but then she straightened up, thinking of Ye Shaohua.

Yes, she no longer needed to fear the Zhao family.

Butler Zhao took a seat in the room with a dignified air, his gaze on Ye Dongxiang complex, "I suppose you’re aware of Shaohua’s situation. I’ve decided to add her to the Zhao family’s genealogy, but not you. You know what your status was before. Shaohua is not as she once was, and you wouldn’t want your past to be revealed and stain her resume with an indelible mark, would you?"

He felt some regret; he shouldn’t have allowed Ye Dongxiang to take the child away back then.

If Ye Shaohua could grow up this remarkable under the education of someone like Ye Dongxiang, Butler Zhao couldn’t help but wonder how she might have grown if she had been raised under his care.

As the two were speaking, no one expected that Ye Shaohua, who had just left that morning, would suddenly return.

She exuded a powerful aura that startled Butler Zhao at his core, especially with her smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Meanwhile, not far from the ward, Zhao Yijun was slowly walking over with a well-dressed lady.

"Aunt Ji, I’m not making things up. President Ji really has a close relationship with that Miss. Although I don’t like to say it, we’ve had dealings before, and I don’t want President Ji to get stuck in the mud. This is that girl’s mother; let me take you in to see," she said as she pushed open the door to the ward.

Madame Ji gave Zhao Yijun a look but didn’t comment. She had risen to where she was not by believing everything she was told.

But with her son grown and not a single female friend to speak of, she couldn’t help but feel anxious. Now, hearing Zhao Yijun’s words, she couldn’t resist taking a look to see if there really was such a girl in his life. freeweɓnøvel.com

She was also curious what kind of girl could make her son stop in his tracks.

No sooner had Zhao Yijun entered than she saw Butler Zhao. Suppressing the jealousy in her heart, she said, "Grandfather, what are you doing here?"

Butler Zhao calmly replied, "Yijun, let me introduce you. This is Shaohua, your cousin."

"So she’s from the Zhao family..." Madame Ji somewhat remembered the incomparable Zhao Yan of Imperial City from years past, and a look of satisfaction crossed her face, "No wonder."

What Zhao Yijun could not bear to see was this; to her, Ye Shaohua was the most despicable being.

"What cousin? Grandfather, surely you haven’t forgotten who Aunt Ye really is?" This remark made Ye Dongxiang, still sitting on the bed, turn a fearful shade.

After so many years, she was once again publicly humiliated, her dignity trampled underfoot.

She dared not look at Ye Shaohua, having never told her about her past all these years; she truly feared seeing a look of disgust on her daughter’s face.

Enjoying the sight of Ye’s mother’s pale face for a moment, Zhao Yijun continued, "Aunt Ji, you may not know, but Aunt Ye used to be a dance girl in the Red Light District, and Ye Shaohua grew up with her. You know what kind of people stay in those places. I’m just afraid you’ve been deceived. They say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, and coming from there, who knows if she’s clean or not."