The old director left his sentence unfinished, unable to speak despite his best efforts.

Mei Hanqing was entirely raised by the old director, almost like his own daughter. Now, with his daughter involved in such matters, how could he speak to the people affected as a father?

Qiu Ruoxi immediately discerned the meaning behind the old director's words. Seeing the director's deeply ashamed expression, she gently said, "Old Director, this has nothing to do with you. Please don't blame yourself!"

"Moreover, I can handle it. Trust me!"

The old director let out a slight sigh and said bitterly, "Miss Qiu, you have done me immense favors. Even if I could repay you with my own life, I wouldn't know how to do it, but this..."

"Old Director, you don't have to say more. I understand your difficulties," Qiu Ruoxi responded with great patience. "In the future, let things be. There are blessings reserved for the younger generation!"

"From now on, please take good care of yourself. Stop worrying about so many things; just watch over the children every day. If anything comes up, you can call me directly!"

"Miss Qiu, thank you, thank you. I know this old man has wronged you..."

"Old Director, it's not that serious," Qiu Ruoxi said calmly, "Alright, you should go back. The wind outside is quite strong, and I have to return to the company to handle other matters."

"Alright then," the old director sighed slightly.

The old director had seen much over the years—the beauty and romance, the warmth and coldness of the world—and naturally understood that Qiu Ruoxi was not in the mood to discuss these matters now.

But upon reflection, it was quite understandable; not just Qiu Ruoxi, but any other woman might feel the same!

Following this, under the old director's watchful gaze, Qiu Ruoxi got into her car and left.

In the vehicle, Zhong Wuchang was driving while Ao Wuheng sat in the passenger seat, both of their expressions looking slightly grim.

After some time, Zhong Wuchang couldn't help but say, "Miss, your husband..."

"Uncle Zhong, please don't say anything, I already know," Qiu Ruoxi interrupted Zhong Wuchang. "And don't tell my parents about this either!"

"Miss..."

"Uncle Zhong, this is my own problem, I can handle it!" Qiu Ruoxi said resolutely.

Zhong Wuchang wanted to speak further, but Ao Wuheng suddenly interjected, "Wuchang, that's enough. The lady has grown up; she knows how to handle this. Let's not say more."

Ao Wuheng felt uncomfortable, having always treated Qiu Ruoxi like his granddaughter; seeing her suffer such grievances made him uneasy.

But what difference did discomfort make?

Qiu Ruoxi had matured, developed her own judgments, and ways to handle problems. If they interfered forcefully, it would only upset her.

Moreover, if Qiu Ruoxi couldn't manage things, it wouldn't be too late for them to step in.

So now, silence and acting as if they were unaware appeared to be the best choice.

After Ao Wuheng's statement, Zhong Wuchang ceased commenting further, though his face showed signs of dissatisfaction.

After Qiu Ruoxi left, Mei Hanqing appeared as lost as a child who had made a mistake, filled with guilt, confusion, and a chaos he couldn't manage.

When the old director returned, Mei Hanqing immediately asked, "Old Director, what about President Qiu..."

"She's already gone!" the old director sighed lightly and said, "Mr. Ye, you should leave too."

The old director directly issued a dismissal to Ye Xunhuan.

Ye Xunhuan understood why the old director was asking him to leave, feeling powerless within himself, yet he nodded in response, "Alright then, Old Director, I'll head back first and visit another day!"

As he spoke, Ye Xunhuan glanced at Mei Hanqing and directly left.

After Ye Xunhuan departed, the old director turned his gaze to Mei Hanqing and said, "Han Qing, oh Han Qing, how should I put this..."

Mei Hanqing bowed her head, like a child who had committed a mistake, not daring to face the old director, "Old Director, I..."

"Since childhood, I taught you all not to take what belongs to others, to live with dignity. We can die poor, we can die hungry, but we absolutely cannot covet other people's possessions!" The old director interrupted Mei Hanqing, "The same applies to feelings!"

"Better a proud life than crossing moral boundaries..."

Since the founding of the orphanage, the old director often taught the children that one must live with dignity!

But now, his favorite, Mei Hanqing, had acted contrary to these teachings, leaving the old director completely at a loss.

Before, he could pretend ignorance, but now even the pretense was impossible.

"Old Director, I know it's wrong, but I really can't control myself, I..."

Emotions are quite mysterious, uncontrollable; otherwise, people wouldn't say that when love arrives, it can't be stopped!

Mei Hanqing was just like this: not knowing where feelings arose, but deeply in love regardless.

At the same time, Mei Hanqing understood how wrong it was. She should leave Ye Xunhuan, and Mei Hanqing even considered it. But she couldn't control her heart.

Every move Ye Xunhuan made deeply affected her heart.

Looking at Mei Hanqing's red eyes and tear-stained face, the old director sighed again, "Why, oh why did you fall in love with someone you shouldn't love..."

Just then, Ming Yue emerged from somewhere.

"What's going on!" Ming Yue said, smiling and puzzled, "How did you end up making the girl cry..."

"Old brother, that's not right!"

"Beggar Uncle, it has nothing to do with the old director; it's me who did something to anger him..."

"Girl, go see the children, I'll talk with the old man!"

"I..."

"Go on!"

Mei Hanqing nodded, with reddened eyes, slowly walked aside.

"Old brother, you're troubled over Ye Xunhuan and the girl's matter, right?"

"Ah..."

"Old brother, listen to my advice; let the young ones manage their own affairs, stop worrying," Ming Yue said calmly, "Besides, do you really think Qiu Ruoxi doesn't know? She's so smart, of course she knows!"

"She's willing to turn a blind eye; why should you say more? Moreover, Ye Xunhuan is no ordinary person!"

"While that's true, I can't shake the feeling of having wronged Miss Qiu, and I'm indebted to her..."

"Don't think too much," Ming Yue gently patted the old director's shoulder, "Who knows where we'll be tomorrow after getting through today, why worry so much!"

"Trust me. They'll definitely sort it out. Stop worrying. I'm going to see the girl," Ming Yue said softly, "She must be feeling bad inside now!"