Love You Till the End-Chapter 1022 - 1021: Are All Men Like This?

The frame for the painting, with its vintage pattern, suggests a hefty price. It’s somewhat puzzling to use it to accentuate such a simple painting. Besides, rich people usually hang paintings worth billions, don’t they?

Curious, she approached to admire it and eventually discovered a faint signature in the lower right corner, presumably the author’s.

SJY.

Was it given by someone important?

Suddenly, the doorknob turned with a sound. Hearing this, she looked over to see Shi Aoju walking in from outside, dressed in a smart suit.

If he was faintly indifferent the other day, now he wore no expression, and the cold aura he emitted sent a chill down her spine.

Bai Ya blinked, turned to him, and nodded, "Young Master Jue."

Shi Aoju acknowledged with a sound and strode into the office.

He subconsciously glanced at the painting on the wall, his deep eyes briefly showing a gentle expression, but he quickly returned to normal.

Slightly tilting his head, he gestured to the sofa by the window. Bai Ya nodded in understanding, picked up her bag, and walked over to sit down.

It was then that she noticed two contracts on the table, seemingly prepared in advance.

"Does Young Master Jue like drinking tea?" Bai Ya asked.

"Occasionally." He replied quite tersely.

Bai Ya nodded, refraining from asking further and instead picked up the contract to review its contents.

Actually, she had carefully studied the contract before and was familiar enough with its clauses to memorize them.

"Don’t worry, it’s still the contract I gave you earlier." Shi Aoju spoke calmly.

Bai Ya looked slightly uneasy. She hadn’t expected Shi Aoju to change the contract, but she reviewed it again to ease some awkwardness, not expecting him to say that.

Shi Aoju paused for a moment, his thin lips slightly parted, "Many people question contracts like this, so don’t mind my words."

For some reason, Bai Ya felt that Shi Aoju seemed different from when she met him the other day, appearing easier to approach and having more patience for explanations.

After signing the contract and exchanging a few pleasantries, Bai Ya’s phone suddenly rang.

"Sorry, I have something to attend to," Bai Ya said to Shi Aoju, then answered the call and hurriedly left the Aotian Group building.

On the phone, Su Manning was crying, sobbing uncontrollably, frightening Bai Ya.

She quickly hailed a car and rushed to Su Manning’s location.

After Su Manning finished venting, Bai Ya gently sighed, pulled a tissue from the box on her right, and handed it to the person in front of her.

"Man Ning, don’t cry. It’s actually not a big deal," Bai Ya comforted.

Su Manning choked with tears, having seen her father in a bar being intimate with another woman, a situation she couldn’t really accept.

"That day, my mom told me my dad was fooling around outside. At first, I didn’t believe it, but after secretly following him, I realized it was true."

She followed Su Zhenxiong into a bar and saw him chatting with a stunning woman, and then he embraced that girl, and they walked together into a private room.

Su Manning buried her head in her arms, her little shoulders trembling slightly, unable to hold back choking sobs.

Beyond offering comforting words, Bai Ya really didn’t know what else to say.

"Are all men like this?" Maybe from crying fatigue, Su Manning lifted her tear-stained face and asked.