Chapter 142 Now You Can Finally Give Up!

With a conflicted mind, Ye Luo walked back to her seat and sat down.

Gazing at the ancestor figure ahead, who had her head covered and was soundly asleep, Ye Luo felt even more complicated.

Yet, she refrained from waking the ancestor with a kick.

Since it was currently break time, she decided to let her ancestor sleep. Once class resumed, she would kick her ancestor's stool to make her get up and study properly.

Deciding not to dwell on it too much to avoid sinking into deeper despair, Ye Luo simply took out her phone and went online.

Logging into the TOP Translation Forum, she noticed that Song Linfeng had sent her private messages again, this time quite a few of them. After all this time, how could Song Linfeng still refuse to give up?

Without further ado, Ye Luo blocked Song Linfeng, cutting off his ability to send her any more private messages.

That should finally put an end to his persistence!

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Gong Corporation, Song Linfeng had just stepped out of the boardroom after finishing the morning meeting with Gong Lü, only to discover that he had been blocked by YL. His face instantly fell.

Following Gong Lü into the president's office, he wore a bitter expression as he brought up the matter: "President, I've been blocked by YL. I suppose I must have annoyed her with my constant pestering."

Hearing those two letters, YL, Gong Lü paused in his steps. Then, continuing toward his executive chair, he leaned back lazily and leisurely before asking, "During this time, has YL ever replied to you?"

"No, not a single word. It feels like YL is the kind of person whose words are final once spoken."

"Words are final once spoken..." Suddenly, Gong Lü chuckled softly, his mood turning quite pleasant.

Song Linfeng was utterly confused: "What is it?"

"Nothing. Go on with your work, and you don't need to worry about that YL anymore."

"Understood," Song Linfeng nodded.

Seeing Song Linfeng leave, Gong Lü shifted into an even more comfortable and languid posture, resting his shockingly long legs upon the desk and crossing them at the ankles as he leaned back.

His demeanor was thoroughly nonchalant.

"Words are final once spoken..." Murmuring the phrase softly under his breath, he chuckled again.

It had to be her.

He had suspected it before and even checked the backend data of the translation forum. Although the registered information didn't match hers, she had somehow ended up here, and since that YL's translation skills were so godlike and her personality matched the description of unwavering resolve, it was definitely her without a doubt.

Glancing at his phone, which he had tossed aside casually upon entering the office that morning, he noticed it flashing—a text message must have come in. He picked it up to check.

It had been sent fifty minutes ago by that absolute idiot.

The message stated that the issue regarding his Luoluo refusing his calls had been resolved.

"Hah," Gong Lü couldn't help letting out another low chuckle.

Checking the time and realizing it was break time at Number Seven High School, he dialed his Luoluo's number.

Ye Luo was browsing the internet on her phone when she saw Gong Lü's incoming call. Her first instinct was to reject it outright as she had done before, but then she remembered promising her ancestor that she would answer. Besides, Gong Lü might be calling precisely because he knew she would pick up this time.

With that thought in mind, Ye Luo answered the call.

As soon as the line connected, she asked with a flat, emotionless tone, "What is it?"

Gong Lü chuckled softly: "You answered my call."

"I can hang up right now."

Knowing she was still angry at him for using her ancestor as leverage, Gong Lü stopped teasing her and instead shifted to a direct question: "Are you YL from the TOP Translation Forum?"

At these words, Ye Luo instantly recalled his dramatic change in expression earlier when he heard the letters 'YL'.

Back then, she hadn't understood what was going on.

But now, she didn't even need to think to know the reason.

He knew her inside and out, so of course he knew that three hundred years later, YL was Ye Luo's exclusive signature, and YL referred entirely to her, Ye Luo.

After all, three hundred years in the future, not only had she founded the YL Corporation, but she also signed her name exclusively as YL—something known worldwide, with no one ever daring to forge it.