The Young Lady is a Bit Unruly [Fragrant Harbor] - Chapter 39: Knocked Down

Chapter 39: Knocked Down

The wall in the northwest corner of the wine cellar swung inward, revealing a door.

Ye Baoling had originally assumed the wine cellar’s other entrance would resemble the secret chamber on the third floor – with floorboards lifting to expose a staircase underneath.

Unexpectedly, while the trigger mechanism was indeed embedded in the floor tiles, the seemingly seamless wall had actually concealed a hidden doorway.

Beyond the door lay a deep, shadowy blue brick tunnel.

I’ll scout ahead first, said Ye Huaizhang, cautiously advancing with a flashlight.

After waiting briefly, Ye Baoling noticed Ye Huaizhang sweeping his flashlight beam rhythmically across both tunnel walls and decided to follow.

The blue brick tunnel turned out to function like an underground roadway, merely passing by the wine cellar entrance.

It was impossible to distinguish which direction led where along the endless stretch extending both left and right.

A stone beam lay collapsed across the wine cellar threshold, appearing to have fallen relatively recently.

Ye Baoling recalled the dull thud she’d heard when forcefully pushing the wine cellar’s iron door earlier – likely the sound of this very beam crashing down.

Is it safe? she worried aloud. Could the whole structure collapse?

Being buried alive here would truly make good on the saying sharing the same quilt in life, the same coffin in death.

We’re probably not that unlucky, Ye Huaizhang reassured, his flashlight gliding over the blue bricks. This tunnel has stone support beams at regular intervals. Losing one or two shouldn’t cause total collapse.

Examining the completely moss-free bricks, Ye Baoling marveled at the tunnel’s remarkable dryness. This must have been built decades ago, right?

If even my grandmother knew nothing about it, then it’s been at least fifty years.

What was its purpose?

Ye Huaizhang deduced: Heading left – eastward – should lead toward our Ye Family Garden, connecting to the Second Branch and Oldest Branch residences. The rightward direction’s destination is unknown.

Remembering the secret chamber in the Oldest Branch’s second-floor study, Ye Baoling wondered: Could it connect beneath each branch’s mansion?

That seemed highly plausible.

Let’s explore and see, Ye Huaizhang said, turning left.

The blue brick tunnel stretched far longer than anticipated. After two to three hundred meters, they still hadn’t discovered any other access points.

Moreover, the path wasn’t straight, featuring several noticeable curves.

We’ve probably passed the Oldest Branch’s location already, Ye Baoling observed.

By distance calculation, we’re at least fifty meters beyond the Oldest Branch Residence, Ye Huaizhang confirmed, consulting his compass. We’re heading toward Silver Snake Mountain.

Why would it lead toward Silver Snake Mountain?

Eerie.

Along the tunnel, some blue bricks had dislodged and shattered into fragments on the ground.

One section had two to three consecutive support beams collapsed, with half the brick wall crumbling and spilled soil tracked everywhere by small animals like rats.

Spiderwebs draped across the tunnel ceiling while fallen leaves littered the floor.

Numerous theories crowded Ye Baoling’s mind: Could this be an air-raid shelter tunnel left from the Japanese occupation period?

Ye Huaizhang shook his head. The Japanese captured Hong Kong in just over ten days. Civilians couldn’t possibly excavate such an extensive shelter tunnel on short notice.

Yet aside from air-raid protection, Ye Baoling couldn’t fathom any other purpose for this place.

And this tunnel’s length far exceeded anything they’d imagined.

Due to intense mental strain, Ye Baoling was growing weary. We’ve walked more than a kilometer, haven’t we? Why does it feel endless?

It seems like we’re circling around a massive garden.

Just as Ye Huaizhang finished speaking, they spotted a brick door swinging outward on the distant wall.

Both instinctively quickened their pace.

Before reaching it, they sensed something was wrong.

Sure enough, it was the door leading from the wine cellar—the very one they had just exited.

They had looped back to their starting point.

Ye Huaizhang pulled out the paper and pen he had used earlier to sketch the Fuxi Bagua Diagram and swiftly drew a ring-shaped oval resembling a running track.

Look, this tunnel is structured like this, he explained. Starting from here, we pass the Second Branch and the Oldest Branch, then head north toward Silver Snake Mountain. After circling the outskirts of Silver Snake Mountain and passing the Fang and Gong family mansions, we return to our current location.

Ye Baoling nodded. Logically, both the Second Branch and our Oldest Branch should have entrances too. But once sealed, they just look like ordinary brick walls, making the entrances nearly impossible to detect.

Ye Huaizhang examined the brick door of the wine cellar entrance, curious about its appearance when closed.

Go inside and shut the door. I want to see how it looks sealed. Then open it for me in a moment.

Ye Baoling grinned mischievously. Aren’t you afraid I might lock you in the tunnel and leave you stranded?

…

Then I’d bolt the outer iron door of the wine cellar. You’d be trapped, with no one to hear your cries for help.

Ye Huaizhang chuckled at her antics. And what about you?

Me? I’d return sobbing, joining the search party to look for you. Her tone shifted dramatically. When we still couldn’t find you, I’d have no choice but to petition the court to declare you dead. As your widow, I’d reluctantly inherit your estate.

Ye Huaizhang shot her a deadpan look. Quite the fantasy you’ve woven. Do you really think—

Before he could finish, she slammed the brick door shut.

Leaving Ye Huaizhang alone in the tunnel.

Unfazed, he carefully studied the newly sealed blue-brick door. It blended seamlessly with the wall, the gaps filled with pale gray clay, each seam nearly identical to the others.

But knowing a door was there, he could still detect subtle differences—a faint, almost invisible crack in the clay between the door and the wall.

After his inspection, he tapped lightly on the brick door. The sound was muffled, and he worried she might not hear it inside.

He resorted to scratching the wall with a broken brick fragment.

After waiting a while with no response from Ye Baoling, he mentally inventoried his belongings: a knife, a flashlight, a notebook, a pen…

Meanwhile, inside the wine cellar, Ye Baoling waited about a minute before pressing the corresponding floor tiles in the sequence they had used to open the door earlier.

But after pressing the tiles, the brick door remained inert—no fissure appeared.

She repeated the actions, yet nothing happened.

Panic began to set in.

Had she actually trapped Ye Huaizhang inside with no way out?

Hearing him scratch the wall urging her to open the door, Ye Baoling frantically repeated the procedure two more times, but both attempts failed.

She slumped to the floor, forcing herself to calm down.

It’s fine, she reasoned. At worst, she could go upstairs and call for help.

With this fallback plan in mind, she steadied herself slightly.

Then she began retracing her steps methodically.

The conclusion was: the key to opening the brick door earlier wasn’t just pressing the three floor tiles corresponding to the trigrams.

She recalled their series of actions after entering the wine cellar.

Remembering how she had pressed those three bricks from the outside inward earlier…

She stood up and repeated the previous motion, pressing the three bricks from the outside inward, then reversed the process by pressing Xun-bottom, Kan-bottom, and Kan-top.

When she forcefully pressed Kan-top, the brick sank slightly downward.

She looked up in pleasant surprise and noticed the crack in the corner of the wall had reappeared.

Exactly!

Earlier had been a fortunate mistake. The correct door-opening sequence was: press the corresponding floor tiles in reverse order first, then press them again in the correct order.

Ye Baoling hurried forward to push the door open, thinking she needed to explain to him that she hadn’t actually intended to murder her husband. But when she pushed the door open, Ye Huaizhang wasn’t waiting outside.

The Blue Brick Tunnel was deathly silent, empty and devoid of people.

Huaizhang! Ye Huaizhang! she called out twice, but received no response.

She shouted loudly into the tunnel: Ye Huaizhang!

Shortly after her shout, she heard sounds coming from the left side of the tunnel.

It was Ye Huaizhang’s voice, somewhat distant and unclear.

She propped the wine cellar’s brick door open with a stone, then quickly walked toward the direction of the Second Branch residence.

Only when she reached the location of the Oldest Branch Residence did she find Ye Huaizhang squatting by the wall examining something.

You scared me to death.

Without looking up, Ye Huaizhang smiled slightly and mocked: Weren’t you planning to become a widow?

…

Ye Baoling retorted: Believe me or not, I’ll really close the door and leave you behind.

He didn’t believe her.

After how well he’d been serving her, would she really have the heart?

Ye Huaizhang looked up and beckoned her, Come look at this.

Ye Baoling squatted down, Look at what? Is there a door here?

She was clever as always.

Ye Huaizhang said: Yes, look at this clay between the brick seams—it only adheres to the bricks on the right side. The left side here should be the door.

The gap was finer than a strand of hair, but there was indeed a seam.

How do we open it?

Ye Huaizhang shook his head: Not sure. I’m uncertain if there’s a switch inside the tunnel.

If we’re certain there’s a door here, there must be a switch inside that can open it.

Simultaneously, both thought of the secret chamber in the study on the second floor of the Hall of Flourishing Harmony.

Ye Baoling said: I’m moving back to the Oldest Branch Residence next weekend. I’ll think of something after I return.

Neither knew what purpose solving these mechanisms served.

But human curiosity made it impossible for them to stop here.

Ye Huaizhang carved an inconspicuous mark on the floor tile with his knife to avoid having to search for the spot again next time.

On their way back, Ye Baoling told him about the mistake in the wine cellar’s opening code.

Ye Huaizhang couldn’t help but praise her: Fortunately, you’re clever. Otherwise, I’d really have to dig through the wall with my knife.

Don’t mention it. Weren’t you just sarcastically mocking me for wanting to be a widow?

Didn’t you say you wanted to be a widow yourself?

Did I actually do that?

…

He changed the subject, It’s been too exhausting today. I’ll come over this weekend to clean up and repair these beams. And those wine bottles—I’ll try to put them back in place as much as possible.

It seemed this underground tunnel would temporarily serve as their little playground.

But both believed the tunnel must hold secrets.

Ye Baoling: If your grandfather could write the password in his diary, he must have known about this wine cellar and the underground tunnel. What about my grandfather? He was from the same generation as your grandfather, around the same age. It’s impossible that my grandfather didn’t know, right?

Ye Huaizhang nodded: He probably knew as well. Your grandfather was the head of our Ye family. He definitely knew more.

Unfortunately, Ye Baoling was a granddaughter. Even if Ye Qizu knew any family secrets, he wouldn’t have told her.

They had to find another way.

After tidying up in the wine cellar for a while, Ye Baoling went back first to take a shower. Half an hour later, Ye Huaizhang came up from the cellar. Both of them didn’t sleep until nearly 2 a.m.

*

Over the next two days, Ye Huaizhang remained busy with official duties. When Ye Baoling had time, she went down to the wine cellar alone to organize the wine racks. When he returned, they would put everything back in place together.

The three switch tiles were right beneath the wine racks, so they could access them without moving the racks in the future.

During these days in the product department, Ye Baoling got along quite well with her colleagues.

The product department had two deputy managers.

One was Lu Baohua, who was very easy to talk to and communicate with.

The other was Xu Chengping, who was stricter, always wearing a stern expression and disliking jokes. He was somewhat annoying, but since he had little interaction with Ye Baoling so far, it was manageable.

On Friday, for the product launch event, everyone headed to the hotel early in the morning.

The new product launch was held in the banquet hall on the first floor of Lihua Hotel, the most luxurious hotel in Hong Kong.

The highest-ranking leader from Ye Qingtang attending the launch today was Lin Zhong. No other members of the Ye family would be present.

So Ye Baoling could openly busy herself with preparations.

Just before the launch began, during the rehearsal, a minor incident occurred.

The videotape that Gao Lizhen was responsible for safeguarding had gone missing.

This videotape contained their newly filmed product advertisement, which was scheduled to be played during the launch.

Xu Chengping, who was in charge of the launch, and Manager Dai from the marketing department were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

They had invited so many media reporters and agents to this launch; such a basic mistake couldn’t happen.

The most critical issue was that the higher-ups knew about this advertisement. If the money was spent but the ad wasn’t broadcast, they would be held accountable.

Xu Chengping placed one hand on his hip. Try to remember where you put the videotape. Could it have been left in the car and not brought down?

Gao Lizhen, her face pale with anxiety, shook her head nervously: I clearly put it in my bag. I don’t remember.

You don’t remember?

Xu Chengping was so angry he wanted to throw something, but he restrained himself.

Lu Baohua patted Xu Chengping on the shoulder, calming everyone down, and asked Gao Lizhen to think carefully again about where she had actually placed the videotape.

Ye Baoling happened to come in to move some items and overheard that the videotape was missing. She recalled seeing a videotape on Gao Lizhen’s desk before leaving in the morning.

She asked: Was that videotape blue?

Yes, it’s blue. Did you see it? Gao Lizhen grabbed Ye Baoling’s hand hopefully.

Everyone else turned to look.

Ye Baoling: It’s at the company, on your desk, buried under a pile of documents.

Xu Chengping looked at the others: Call the office and have someone go look for it immediately. Once found, send it over.

Everyone else is either at the factory or here. At this hour, only Uncle Yang should be in the office…

Uncle Yang, who managed the warehouse, was notoriously unreliable.

Sure enough, when she called back, Uncle Yang had indeed found the video tape, but he refused to deliver it himself, fearing he might deliver it to the wrong place or miss the deadline and be held responsible.

Xu Chengping had no choice but to turn to Ye Baoling for help: A-Ling, your logistics department has vehicles readily available. Could you ask a colleague from logistics to deliver it?

Ye Baoling quickly went to coordinate, and in the end, Wang Simin was sent over by car.

It arrived just 10 minutes before the press conference was scheduled to begin.

The press conference was about to start, and the company’s leadership along with several key guests had arrived at the venue.

Ye Baoling and Wang Simin stood in a corner, and Ye Baoling immediately spotted Ye Kaisen entering alongside Lin Zhong.

Startled, she quickly hid half her face behind a folder.

Weren’t the Ye family members supposed to be absent? How did Ye Kaisen end up here?

Qi Yuxiu and General Manager Qu, hearing that the leadership had arrived, went out to greet them.

Wang Simin, standing nearby and watching the scene, whispered gossip to Ye Baoling: Look, Manager Qi is pretending again not to be familiar with President Ye.

No sooner had she finished than Wang Simin added, Oh, Manager Qi seems to be looking for you.

Ye Baoling stole a glance and saw Qi Yuxiu indeed walking toward them. There was no time to hide.

Qi Yuxiu said, A-Ling, you have the press release with you, right?

Yes, I do. Ye Baoling turned slightly and pulled a copy of the press release from her document bag, handing it to Qi Yuxiu.

Qi Yuxiu glanced at it and said, Regarding the introduction of the parent company, President Ye said it needs to be revised. Come on, accompany me to discuss it with President Ye. Let’s hear what he has in mind. We can only distribute it after the changes are made.

Wasn’t this the brand department’s responsibility?

Ye Baoling knew Qi Yuxiu was trying to take credit, but she couldn’t say it outright.

In a moment of panic, she let out a sharp hiss, clutched her stomach, and bent over: Manager Qi, I think I ate something bad. I’ve been feeling unwell for a while and was just toughing it out. I need to rush to the restroom. Simin, can you help out? Note down whatever needs to be changed and let me know later.

As she spoke, she shoved a notebook and pen into Wang Simin’s hands.

Her acting was convincing. Seeing her unable to straighten up and looking genuinely uncomfortable, Qi Yuxiu quickly said, Go ahead quickly. Do you know where the restroom is?

Yes, I do. Ye Baoling left them behind and fled as if escaping.

She hid in the restroom for at least fifteen minutes. Hearing the background music from the banquet hall, she knew the press conference had reached the leadership speech segment. Only then did she sneak back to the banquet hall and hide backstage.

The press conference lasted only 40 minutes. As soon as it ended, the leadership escorted the guests away first.

Coincidentally, A Zhen from the marketing department asked Ye Baoling for help in receiving agents from several Southeast Asian countries and regions. She seized the opportunity to pretend to be busy, discussing the upcoming itinerary with the agents.

The reason the marketing department colleagues sought her help was her strong English skills, good looks, quick adaptability, and the fact that she had prepared the product manuals for the Southeast Asian region. Everyone was happy to turn to her for assistance.

Wang Simin finally found her, Bao Ling, I’ve been looking for you everywhere.

I’ve been looking for you too. There’s so much going on here—I got held up.

Wang Simin handed the notebook back to Ye Baoling, How are you feeling? Any better now?

I’m fine now.

Hey, were you intentionally giving me the opportunity?

Huh?

Before Ye Baoling could even ask what she meant, Wang Simin continued, I handled it pretty well this time. Manager Qi was quite satisfied.

Ye Baoling smiled and said, If she’s satisfied, won’t the position of security department head be yours?

Wang Simin raised her eyebrows: Today wasn’t a waste of time.

Just then, Qi Yuxiu also squeezed through the crowd and pulled Ye Baoling aside for a private conversation.

Are you joining the reception for the Southeast Asian distributors?

Yes, the marketing department colleagues invited me along.

Qi Yuxiu lowered her voice: This is actually an opportunity. Distribution contracts are usually renewed annually, but this time the marketing department directly signed two-year extensions with the Southeast Asian distributors. We suspect there might be something shady going on. Next Monday, the marketing department is hosting a networking event with several Southeast Asian distributors – they’ll probably invite you. Try to gather some information and see what you can find out.

Ye Baoling understood – Qi Yuxiu suspected the marketing head was taking kickbacks from distributors.

The marketing director of Leaf Pure Tea should be Lin Zhong’s person. Ye Kaisen was trying to weaken Lin Zhong’s faction.

But she had already planned to take leave next Monday to go to Shenzhen with Ye Huaizhang.

What should she do?

However, she didn’t want to waste this opportunity that Qi Yuxiu mentioned.

Disrupting Leaf Pure Tea’s current power structure was her short-term goal. For her own sake, she had to take action.

She needed to think of a solution.

Sister Xiu, I understand. I’ll try to build better relationships with the marketing department people later.

Qi Yuxiu had full confidence in Ye Baoling and advised: Be careful at Monday’s networking event, try to drink less alcohol, and stay alert at all times.

Understood.

After Qi Yuxiu and Wang Simin left, Ye Baoling accompanied the executives to host the distributors for lunch at the hotel, only returning to the company around 2 PM.

When she returned to the product department office, she noticed Gao Lizhen’s seat was empty. Rong Jie told her that Gao Lizhen had been transferred to the logistics department, but logistics refused to accept her, so she had taken the afternoon off and gone home.

Her career path has gone from secretary office to publicity, from publicity to product department, and now from our product department to logistics…

A continuous demotion from the 29th floor.

I heard she was quite normal before, but then somehow she became timid and depressed, as if suffering from some serious illness.

Not knowing the full story, Ye Baoling refrained from commenting.

During the afternoon summary meeting, product department director Qu Zhengming delivered the closing remarks.

Qu Zhengming had very neat short hair and, though only in his thirties, handled matters with great experience.

From Ye Baoling’s years of experience judging people, Qu Zhengming’s character was at least better than Qi Yuxiu’s.

Although this event was generally successful, there were many problems, particularly the lack of backup for the advertising videotape – that was extremely dangerous. What if Gu Baolin hadn’t noticed that tape left in the office? What if we couldn’t deliver it to the hotel in time? These are all serious issues…

Xu Chengping admitted responsibility: It’s my fault. I originally assigned the easiest task to Gao Lizhen, but unexpected problems still occurred.

That is indeed your responsibility.

Qu Zhengming then changed tone: Fortunately, we had help from Gu Baolin of the logistics department this time, and we appreciate logistics for sharing her. As a new employee, Baolin has many qualities worth learning from everyone…

After Director Qu’s praise, Lu Baohua led the applause.

The praise was a bit excessive and could easily breed resentment. Ye Baoling smiled and said, I just happened to see that video tape, and the colleagues in the logistics department were willing to cooperate. Actually, compared to everyone else, I didn’t really do much today. I’m Gu Baolin, very happy to join the product department. I’m still unfamiliar with many processes, so I’ll need to trouble everyone to guide me in the future.

Colleagues who had initially felt somewhat jealous of Ye Baoling were now willing to give her face after hearing her words, applauding and cheering enthusiastically.

Finally, Qu Zhengming said, Next Monday, there’s another networking event with the Southeast Asian agents. Besides me, Lu Baohua, and Xu Chengping, we need one more person from our side—someone who can drink should come with me. Anyone who wants to go, please raise your hand.

Unlike the marketing department, the product department rarely had social engagements, so no one showed any interest.

Ye Baoling didn’t raise her hand because A Zhen from the marketing department had already invited her, so there was no need for her to appear too eager now.

She didn’t want to arouse suspicion, especially since she had transferred from another department.

Qu Zhengming scanned the room. No one? He Jiayi!

The wealthy He Jiayi quickly waved her hands. Director Qu, I have something on Monday. Baolin should be available—didn’t she help the marketing department entertain the agents today?

Qu Zhengming looked at Ye Baoling. Can you hold your liquor?

Ye Baoling replied modestly, I can drink a little, but not much.

In truth, she could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

Qu Zhengming asked, Then will you join us?

Ye Baoling smiled graciously. Whatever you arrange, Director Qu.

Qu Zhengming loved employees like this. She said happily, Then it’s settled. Gu Baolin will join us to drink these agents under the table.

A slight smile touched Ye Baoling’s lips—she was the perfect subordinate in her superior’s eyes.

*

In the walk-in closet on the third floor of the Residence of Inheritance and Harmony, before going to bed, Ye Baoling didn’t forget to replace the offerings to Guanyin Bodhisattva with fresh ones.

She lay half-reclined on the bed watching a nostalgic film when Ye Huaizhang emerged from the bathroom, drying his hair. He reminded her, You’re coming with me to Shenzhen on Monday. Do you want to bring your neighbor?

Meaning Chen Yulan.

Ye Baoling, who had been contemplating how to discuss this with Ye Huaizhang, looked up and offered an ingratiating smile. Husband, I need to discuss something with you.

What is it?

I might not be able to leave with you next Monday, but I can cross the border before the Luohu Port closes.

Ye Huaizhang frowned slightly. Couldn’t get leave?

No.

That’s right. I just switched departments, and my supervisor said it’s inappropriate since I recently took time off to learn driving. Ye Baoling fabricated the situation.

What if you don’t make it in time?

I will. I guarantee it.

Arriving in Shenzhen Monday evening, what about Tuesday?

Not sure about Tuesday yet. If I can get leave, I’ll stay and play for a day. If not, I’ll cross back early for work.

Ye Huaizhang was clearly displeased; he had already planned their itinerary. Did you even request leave at all?

Feeling guilty, Ye Baoling dropped her smile and raised her voice over his. For your family’s so-called ward off bad luck through marriage ritual, I rush to Shenzhen right after drinking with clients after work! Do you think that’s easy for me? If you’re unhappy, I won’t bother! You think your career matters, but mine doesn’t?

Ye Huaizhang said, That’s not what I meant.

That’s exactly what you meant. Do you think your Third Branch is so impressive and look down on our Oldest Branch from the bottom of your heart, don’t you?

Yes.

And not just a little.

Ye Huaizhang wouldn’t admit it. No. You and those from the Oldest Branch…

Just you wait.

The only industry where the Oldest Branch and Third Branch competed commercially was gold and jewelry.

My Su Man Jewelry will crush your Gezhi Jewelry someday!!! Ye Baoling blustered, deflecting the topic.

Turning unreasonable into reasonable.

Crushing Gezhi Jewelry was just empty talk for Ye Baoling’s satisfaction. In her current plans, the Third Branch wasn’t even on her radar—her target was solely the Oldest Branch.

But who knows what the future holds?

Ye Huaizhang didn’t believe she could do it either. In his eyes, Ye Baoling had no chance of taking control of Su Man Jewelry%e2%80%94let alone using it to defeat Gezhi.

But he was afraid that if she got angry, she wouldn’t come to Shenzhen to meet him, and his persistence over these forty-plus days would be wasted. He quickly changed the subject: I’ve prepared white cut chicken for you. Come early after work on Monday.

White cut chicken…

We’ll see how I feel, she replied, pretending not to be swayed.

He ultimately compromised: I’ll have Dong Jian arrange a car to pick you up. And don’t drink alcohol. If your boss really dares to force you to drink with clients, I’ll send someone to make a scene at your company.

Ye Baoling shot him a glare: You wouldn’t dare? I’m going to sleep.

She turned off the TV, turned away from him, and ignored him.

Tomorrow she needed to visit the Oldest Branch. Next weekend she would move back to the Oldest Branch, but first she had to solve one problem: where would she live?

Ye Baoling didn’t want to live in Abundant Moon Tower with Ye Kaimin’s family.

Living in Abundant Moon Tower held no future. She wanted to live in the Hall of Flourishing Harmony, specifically in the room next to the study on the second floor.

She needed to figure out a way.

Author’s note:

Ye Huaizhang: A man is less appealing than chicken.

Ye Baoling: White cut chicken is delicious [Let me see].