The executive assistant hung up the phone, still reeling for a long moment. Had his ears malfunctioned, or had Ye Sijue lost his mind? Or... was spring in the air? If that was the case... what were projects worth hundreds of billions compared to this? Producing an heir for the Ye Corporation—now *that* was serious business. The next morning arrived quickly. Mu Xia was woken early by a maid. “Miss,