Xia Yongxuan’s hand clenched tightly on the table again—Xia Weibao!

Why do all the men in the world like Xia Weibao!

What’s so special about that woman besides her face? A woman who’s been married, yet so many men are still after her!

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the jealousy in her heart, Xia Yongxuan looked at Long Xuanye.

This man, from the first glance, gave her a sense of unfathomable depth.

He likes Xia Weibao, which suits her perfectly!

"Who exactly are you?" She wouldn’t cooperate with someone she didn’t really know; otherwise, she’d be sold without even realizing it.

Long Xuanye’s eyes, as gentle as a spring breeze, were calm and steady, "You don’t need to know that." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Xia Yongxuan crossed her arms, her eyes full of indifference and coldness. "Why should I cooperate with someone who won’t even reveal his identity truthfully?"

"Just because... I am the person who knows Xia Weibao best."

In this world, the one who understands her the most is him.

What does Lu Hualiang count as? Besides possessing and imprisoning, what else can he do?

How can such a man bring her happiness?

Xia Yongxuan was silent for a moment. "Fine, what do you need me to do?"

"You don’t need to do anything. When the time is right, I’ll naturally inform you."

"How confident are you?"

Long Xuanye stood up, brushing off non-existent dust from his sleeve. "One hundred percent."

He will make her leave that man willingly.

Xia Yongxuan laughed with a sense of relief; this was good.

It’s better to gain an ally than an enemy, especially an inscrutable ally like Long Xuanye.

However, for several consecutive days, Long Xuanye did not contact her again, as if their alliance didn’t even exist.

Xia Yongxuan was starting to feel unsettled.

In three days, the first round of the patriarch election would take place, and keeping Xia Weibao in the Xia Family was always a thorn in her side.

Although with her foundation in the Xia Family, the cohesion of support in the first round was absolutely unbeatable.

The majority of the Xia Family supported her, and in terms of winning hearts, Xia Weibao couldn’t compare to even a single finger of hers.

But she feared something unexpected, and what Xia Jinsong said about supporting Xia Weibao still made her uneasy.

To prevent any mishaps, she took the initiative to call Long Xuanye.

Long Xuanye was sitting in the courtyard watching a video.

That day at the National Studies Association Headquarters, he played the flute while Xia Weibao danced by the river, and there was surveillance.

He took the surveillance footage and watched it repeatedly.

These were memories belonging to them.

The more he watched, the gentler his expression became.

"Little sister, soon you’ll be back by my side."

Just then, the phone rang, interrupting his thoughts.

Long Xuanye’s face suddenly darkened, his eyes, warm like the spring sun, turned instantly to extreme coldness.

Glancing at the note on the phone, he pressed the answer button, "What is it?"

Xia Yongxuan’s tone carried anger, "Mr. Long, you said you wanted to cooperate, so when exactly?"

"Miss Xia, do you only have this much patience?"

"There’s only three days left until the election starts. How long do you want me to wait?"

"Campaign as you should, this doesn’t affect my plan."

"Have you seen how close Xia Weibao and Summer have gotten these days? If we let them continue developing like this, there’ll be nothing left for us."

Long Xuanye’s disdainful gaze was full of contempt.

So they’ve been close these few days?

He’s seen them even closer.

"What’s the rush? It’s not about the quantity of tactics, but their precision. When the time comes, it must be a direct hit."