Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

Yating waited for a few hours. But Sky didn't take down the statement. On the contrary, Sky CEO, Jun, dragged Yating directly into the hellfire too.

Sky threw another statement of how Yating threatened the President Chen Yunru to apologize to MissImperfectlyfine. That just added more oil to the already burning fire, and Dream High took another hit to its reputation.

'First the writer plagiarized and now the company is covering it up!'

'How dare he threaten President Chen?'

'He is trying to suppress the truth! That's detestable! I didn't expect this from Dream High.'

Yating was watching the fierce battle of keyboard warriors humiliating him left and right. He read the comments with an unfazed expression.

So, you didn't heed my advice, his eyes flashed a glint of coldness and alarm.

He put the tab aside and picked his phone. The assistant editor came rushing in, panicked. "Sir! Sky is now targeting you!"

He raised his palm. "I know. I don't care. Do one thing for me. Find out who is Sky Publishing's CEO."

He furiously nodded. "Yes, Sir!"

But unfortunately, he came empty-handed. His shoulders slumped. "Sir, I tried using all my connections, but nobody knows who is the Sky CEO. Even Sky employees themselves don't know who the upper Boss is. The only leadership face Sky has is President Chen Yunru. It's as if the Sky CEO doesn't exist. He is shrouded in mystery."

Yating made no change in his expression. "Leave."

"Sir, should we make any statement…?"

"No. Now, I will only make a statement when I slap Sky in the face."

The assistant editor felt a chill run in his back. Yating seemed expressionless on the outside, but on the inside, it was a whole different story. The winter's gray clouds had covered the city's sky, but it felt as if the gloom was inside the office.

The assistant editor promptly left.

Yating leaned back in his chair and shut his eyes. Questions occupied his mind. Pain filled his chest about thinking how Ai wanted to leave him and the company.

But he kept all those questions aside for now. He only wanted to remove this stain from Ai's image.

Sky and Dream High were surely rivals, but they kept their distance all this time without poking into each other's affairs. But now, Sky finally bared its fangs and targeted Ai.

Of all people, you chose the wrong person.

Yating slowly opened his eyes which were covered with a layer of ice. He picked his phone and called a different number this time.

The call clicked, and an emotional but cheerful voice sounded from the other end. "Young master Yating! I cannot believe you called…It has been so many years."

A soft smile etched his lips. "Uncle Mo. Indeed. It has been four years."

Uncle Mo was Butler Mo, but he always referred to him as his uncle.

He heard him sniffling, and Yating guessed he might be wiping his tears. "It already feels as if it has been forty years. How are you, young master? How is your health? Are you eating properly? You are not skipping meals, right?"

"So many questions all at once. I am doing well. I hope you are not working not too hard yourself."

He indignantly replied. "Of course not. Nothing is too hard for me. My bones are still tough and strong."

Yating chuckled. "As always. Uncle Mo is a hero." He could imagine his nose growing longer with pride.

Uncle Mo asked with anticipation, "Young master, you called that means…are you coming back home?"

Yating stared at the empty space ahead. "No."

Uncle Mo was disappointed. "Master misses you…"

He smiled. "Does he miss Yating, his son or Yating his heir?"

"You are misunderstanding, young master," his voice was filled with apprehension. "Master is your father. He cares about you."

Yating didn't respond to that. "I don't want to talk about it any further, Uncle Mo. I called because I want you to do something for me."

Uncle Mo wasn't ready to drop the subject, but he had no choice. The differences between the father and son weren't going to be solved in just one day.

"Please say so, young master," he straightened up his posture.

"Find who is Sky Publishing's CEO."

"Dream High's rival?"

"The very same. I want the name."

"Yes, young master. It will be done."

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Guiying stood in front of Ai's apartment the next day. Thinking Ai would be depressed from all the online humiliation, she came to cheer her up.

It's strange she is avoiding my calls…Is she still mad about the signing event?

Whatever it was, she thought to clarify everything today.

When she reached her floor, she heard a neighbor calling out to her. "The tenant is not here for the time being."

Guiying frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Her house got on fire last month. It was a huge mess. The fire guys said it would take a month to get the repairs done. So, she is away."

Guiying was stunned. "How is that possible? Ai didn't tell me anything."

"Do you think I am lying? She will be back in a few days, I guess. The repairs are almost done," she shrugged.

The neighbor left. Guiying stood there in a daze.

Why didn't Ai tell me about this accident?

She quickly called Ai, and it was picked after a long pause. "Ai! Where are you right now? I just heard from your neighbor that you had an accident last month! What the hell, Ai! Why didn't you tell me? Are you alright? Were you hurt?"

"You are at my apartment?"

"Yes!" Guiying was anxious and furious at the same time. "If you had no place to live, why didn't you tell me before? I was on vacation, but my neighbor has the spare key to my house. You could have lived there."

"...I didn't want to bother you."

Guiying was left dumbfounded. "Bother? Ai, how long have we known each other? We are best friends. As if you will bother me! Where are you staying?"

"I-"

"Wait, forget about it. Just tell me the address and pack your bags. I will pick you up, and we will go to my house," she harrumphed.

Suddenly, an extremely menacing and sinister voice came, "You really want me to burn down your house, don't you?"