Zheng Siyu and Zheng Cai had spent much time together over the years, and their bond was deep. Ye Shilong felt a twinge of dissatisfaction. If only Zheng Cai had devoted even a fraction of that affection to Ye Yuning, the company wouldn’t be in such dire straits now! And yet, he found himself pinning his hopes on the completely unreliable Zheng Siyu. Seeing Ye Tong act this way, he stepped forward. "Come with me to the study." His sudden voice made Zheng Siyu and Zheng Cai, who had been chatting happily, turn around. Noticing Ye Shilong’s grim expression, Zheng Cai quickly stood up. "You’re back?" Ever since Ye Shilong had mentioned the possibility of divorce, she had become exceedingly cautious. Zheng Siyu also called out sweetly, "Uncle, I just made some pastries for Uncle Xiao. I’m about to send them over. Would you like to try some and see if they’re good?" Hearing that Zheng Siyu still had such considerations in mind, Ye Shilong felt slightly mollified. At least this girl knows how to make an effort, Ye Shilong thought. Unlike Ye Tong—what else can she do besides spread gossip? Looking at the well-behaved Zheng Siyu, his gaze towards Ye Tong turned even colder. Ye Tong’s heart trembled under his icy stare. But Ye Shilong had already looked away, speaking gently to Zheng Siyu, "Go ahead and send them over." "Then you should try some too, Uncle. I spent the whole morning making them." Without waiting for Ye Shilong’s response, Zheng Siyu hurried to the kitchen and brought out the pastries she had made. However, no one noticed the fleeting look of scornful amusement in Ye Tong’s eyes as Zheng Siyu ran to the kitchen, clearly relishing the unfolding drama. And these subtle changes in her expression were all caught by Ye Shilong’s peripheral vision. Zheng Siyu eagerly presented the pastries. "Uncle, please try one." The pastries were exquisitely made and looked very appetizing. Their color, in particular, was inexplicably comforting to behold. Ye Shilong picked one up and tasted it. It had a light, perfectly balanced sweetness. Zheng Siyu had clearly put her heart into making these, he thought. The level of sweetness was just right for an older person. Zheng Cai, watching from the side, saw Ye Shilong’s expression relax and seized the opportunity. "Siyu’s classmate is a child Elder Xiao is very fond of. She already visited Elder Xiao with her classmate yesterday." "Is that so?" Ye Shilong nodded. No wonder she made pastries today, he mused. She’s already managed to connect with Elder Xiao. Zheng Cai added, "Elder Xiao also really likes Siyu for her sensibility and good manners." To win Elder Xiao’s favor after just one meeting... Zheng Siyu certainly has some skill, Ye Shilong considered. And Ye Tong knew nothing about this. Hearing Zheng Cai reveal this now, Ye Tong instantly gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Zheng Siyu. Ye Shilong said, "Siyu is truly well-behaved. Girls should be —thoughtful and considerate." "Thank you for your guidance, Uncle. I’ll remember it," Zheng Siyu replied obediently. This made Ye Shilong feel even more gratified. His gaze shifted to Ye Tong at the side, and his expression hardened again. He looked at her sternly and coldly. "Learn from Siyu. Don’t always harbor such improper ideas." Ye Tong was alarmed, looking at Ye Shilong with a wounded expression. Zheng Cai’s mouth twitched, and she instinctively glanced at Ye Tong. Unlike Ye Shilong, Zheng Cai still felt a great deal of heartache for her daughter. Dissatisfaction was one thing, Zheng Cai thought, but this was her own daughter, after all. Although she also favored her niece, hearing Ye Shilong speak about Ye Tong in such a way made her own expression involuntarily darken. Seeing Ye Tong’s defiant look, Ye Shilong demanded, "What are you calling me for? Did I say something wrong?" His sudden severity and coldness made Ye Tong’s unspoken discontent lodge in her throat; she didn’t dare utter another word of protest. Zheng Cai wanted to say a few words in her daughter’s defense, but when she remembered that Ye Tong was the cause of the company’s current predicament, she dared not say more. Zheng Siyu, sensing the atmosphere, patted the back of Zheng Cai’s hand. "Uncle, please don’t blame my cousin. She’s just returned and probably isn’t used to the lifestyle of high society yet." The first part of her sentence seemed to be defending Ye Tong. But the latter half made all three of them—especially Ye Tong—change countenance. Ye Tong looked at Zheng Siyu as if she wanted to eat her alive. Ye Shilong’s expression also soured. He glared harshly at Zheng Cai. "Since you know where she grew up, teach her properly! Don’t let her be a disgrace!" The words "be a disgrace" felt like needles, stabbing viciously into the hearts of both Ye Tong and Zheng Cai. Especially Ye Tong. She had finally returned home, expecting a carefree life, but she had never imagined it would turn out .