Elena's eyebrows jumped, her sharp eyes fell on him, and she paused: "...You didn't convey it to Grandpa Ye for me?"
The old housekeeper ignored her burning gaze and said calmly: "I have conveyed it. But Mr. Ye has already made an appointment with an old friend to meet today, so he can't spare the time to meet Miss Aina."
"…" Even if Elena was a fool, she could hear the perfunctory tone in the other party's words. Thinking of Si Xue and the pile of messes waiting for her to deal with, she looked at him with a deep understanding: "When will Grandpa Ye come back? I'll wait for him here."
The old housekeeper refused to budge, nor did he invite her in to sit down. He stood at the door, blocking the way with his hands folded, and said calmly, "Mr. Ye's schedule is not yet determined, and I don't know the exact time. Miss Aina, you'd better not wait any longer. Maybe Mr. Ye won't come back tonight."
Elena's eyes seemed to be shooting cold arrows: "Tomorrow..."
The old housekeeper lowered his eyelashes: "Mr. Ye also has plans for tomorrow."
"the day after tomorrow… "
"I have a meeting to attend the day after tomorrow."
Elena stopped talking and just looked at him, as if she had just come out of an ice cellar: "Grandpa Ye doesn't want to see me?"
The old housekeeper seemed not to hear the doubt in her tone, and bowed slightly: "You are joking. Mr. Ye has his own arrangements, and I, a servant, have no right to question him. If you have something to ask him, you can wait until Mr. Ye is done with his work before coming."
"Heh." Elena was so angry that she laughed. She couldn't stand the humiliation any longer and walked away.
The old housekeeper watched her angrily back as she got into the car, then turned around and went back, with no intention of trying to keep her.
Elena got in the car and saw through the window that the people inside had gone back in. Her temples were throbbing so hard that she had to press them with her hands and lower her eyebrows. The low pressure that enveloped her made it clear to everyone how angry she was.
The driver carefully broke the silence in the car through the rearview mirror: "Boss Ai, shall we go?"
"Huh." Elena exhaled the breath that was pressing on her chest, and her complexion warmed up a little, no longer looking so ugly.
She opened the car window, turned her head, and looked at the door of the old house again, her face as gloomy as water: "Let's go!"
**
Si Xue and her agent were both taken back to the police station and stayed there for the whole night, where they were interrogated.
Her agent was fine. As a strong woman who worked her way up from a small assistant to a big agent in the entertainment industry, she behaved very decently throughout the whole process. She was impeccable in facing the questions and seemed to cooperate. However, nothing was revealed after the whole night, which meant that she knew nothing.
She also found reasonable explanations for the animated pictures of her picking up people online.
"I'm Si Xue's agent, responsible for handling all matters related to her. As a studio, we must be aware of the news outside. I drove to pick up the fan purely to protect Si Xue's image. I had no personal reasons."
"What you said about me eating and drinking with professional fans is even simpler. The unspoken rule in our entertainment industry is that fan studios and professional fans cooperate with each other and maintain each other. They, the professional fans, help us maintain fans and improve fan loyalty. We usually tell them some artist schedules, give them some peripherals and fan meeting tickets, etc. They make money by selling artist peripherals, and we rely on them to maintain the activity of artist fans. Everyone benefits from each other, so it is normal for them to interact with each other on a regular basis."
"I understand what you are saying. Don't worry, I will fully cooperate with the investigation, but I hope you will not wrongly accuse us honest people."