100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-263-untitled
Chapter 263: Untitled
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The saying ‘we are just friends’ was the most conservative and
imaginative answer possible. Speculations of couples in the entertainment
circles, with even intimate photographs as proof, could be easily refuted
with this very statement.
They were JUST friends.
The reporters lingered on Yang Zekun and Yun Ruoxi’s question for a
long time before returning to the battle between MBS International and
Yao Hua. “Third Young Master Ye, will MBS International and Yao Hua
still be locked in competition against each other in the future? Or will
they become partners?” a reporter asked Ye Chen.
Third Young Master Ye’s elegant smile had a trademark elegance and
coldness. “I feel that the answer to this question lies not in what you
hear, but what you see.” He gave a very figurative answer.
The reporters looked lost and did not understand what they had heard.
Should they use their eyes? What should they look out for?
“Are we looking out for how MBS International and Yao Hua will maneuver
in the future?” Several microphones raced before Third Young Master Ye.
Everyone was curious about the answer to the question as both companies
affected the economic development of City A.
“You should use your eyes and take a good look at when I have
collaborated with Master Yang.” Third Young Master Ye broke into a
cold, seeming smile.
“…” The reporters chattered among themselves.
The floor fell silent as they looked at each other, speechless. A wave of
brief anger flashed through Yang Zekun’s calm gaze, whilst Yun
Ruoxi’s calm and measured facade slightly gave way. Cheng Anya’s lips
broke into a slight smile.
This was undoubtedly the unrestrained, arrogant Third Young Master Ye who
had his way!
There’s only one word to describe him: strong!
Yang Yun and Ye Zhenhua fell silent and they frowned at each other in
sync as their sharp gazes turned toward Third Young Master Ye. Louis, the
melancholic prince, broke into a smile.
“Third Young Master Ye… That was a good one!” Some established
reporter mediated and the reporters broke into laughter that sounded
cryptic at the moment.
The reporters asked some other questions around the main figures and
eventually left one by one to dig for other newsworthy stories. As many
big shots were present today, they had substantial news value.
“Couldn’t you just play along in such a situation?” Ye Zhenhua
raged. He was tempted to kill this rascal of a son with his crutch.
Rebellious children were never good to parents, especially with a father
and son duo like them.
“Sorry, I can’t learn to be a hypocrite like you all!” Third Young
Master Ye coldly harrumphed and led his five secretaries as he was about
to leave. “Liu Xiaotian, you all go ahead and do what you need to
do.” They were held back by Old Master Ye.
“Are you not listening to me, the CEO?” The ladies looked toward Ye
Chen as Ye Zhenhua raged.
Third Young Master Ye coldly smiled and nodded. Then, the ladies left.
Following Third Young Master Ye’s assault, the visiting of Grandfather
Yang and his grandson, the banquet resumed its happy atmosphere as people
started to dance away in the dance pool.
“Yang Yun, bring your people away and do not appear in front of the Ye
family again,” Ye Zhenhua coldly said. Third Young Master Ye understood
what happened once Ye Zhenhua said that. Was he leveraging on this
opportunity to get Yang Yun to lead Cheng Anya away?
“Daddy, that is so funny. Who is ‘his people’?” Third Young
Master Ye coldly laughed as he mocked him. “How could a broken
grandfather like you, who is so estranged from her, have the right to
tell her to leave with you? Are you embarrassing yourself?”
“Ye Chen, you…” Yang Yun raged and Yang Zekun was also extremely
displeased. Yun Ruoxi, however, was laughing in mockery as she knew that
nothing good would come out of Ye Chen and Cheng Anya. Once she knew they
were cousins, Yun Ruoxi was so ecstatic that she was screaming karma.
Yang Yun knew that he would not be able to outwit Third Young Master Ye
in a direct confrontation and his gaze softened as he looked at Cheng
Anya. “Anya, follow grandfather home. The Yang family is your family.”
Third Young Master Ye lips curled into a cold smile as he looked at how
much of an eyesore his grandfather was.
“I’m sorry. Your surname is Yang whilst mine is Cheng. Did Old Master
Yang make a mistake, acknowledging a stranger as his kin?” Cheng Anya
“Whether you know me or not, I am your grandfather. Anya, listen. Stop
following Ye Chen. He will eventually ruin you,” Yang Yun said as he
directed his sharp gaze at Third Young Master Ye. “Since you clearly
know our relationship, why are you still so stubborn?”
“Yang Yun, take yours away. My son does not need to be lectured by
you!” Ye Zhenhua coldly harrumphed. How he treated Ye Chen was his
business. Did Yang Yun think he was worthy of manipulating his son?
“Your son? How can you have a son without my daughter?” Yang Yun
“Did you treat Xing-er as your daughter? Stop playing this merciful
father card. It’s disgusting,” Ye Zhenhua coldly said as hatred oozed
from his eyes.
“I did not treat Xing Xing as my daughter. At least, I did not drive
her to her death!”
Yang Yun’s armor-piercing statement stabbed into Old Master Ye’s
heart as Ye Zhenhua’s face paled at that moment.
“Are you done with it?” Third Young Master Ye quietly roared. “Shut
They were not fit to mention his mother, especially so for Yang Yun. He
was the least fit as he never acknowledged him as his grandson.
“I am not arguing with you today,” Yang Yun coldly said as he
mercifully tugged at Cheng Anya. “Anya, follow me home. You will become
the princess of the Yang family, and all that I have will belong to you
and Zekun. Why let Ye Chen ruin you?”
Cheng Anya wrestled herself out of his hand but kept her smile. “As
much as you may want me to be your princess, you have to ask me whether I
am willing to be your princess. My prince is here, and I will be his
Cinderella and stay put.”
Princess? Who would want to be the princess of the Yang family? All that
would suffice for her was for her to be Ah Chen’s princess.
“Shameless!” Yun Ruoxi coldly mocked. At that moment, three sharp
gazes looked in her direction: Third Young Master Ye, Louis, and Yang
Zekun. Their gazes were loaded with rage, and Yun Ruoxi quietly piped
down but deep down, she was extremely jealous.
As Cheng Anya, Third Young Master Ye, and Yang Zekun were cousins, they
were unlikely to protect her. But the godfather of the Italian mafia,
Louis, even protected her as much… Hmm, what was so good about her?
That so many men were fighting to be her knight in shining armor.
“Anya, if you keep this up, you will only hurt each other. Is that even
necessary?” Yang Zekun looked at her in pain. He really did not
understand why she did not give up despite knowing about their
“That is my life, and whether I want to fall into depravity is none of
your business, no?” Cheng Anya smiled.
“Look at your so-called granddaughter. Humph!” Ye Zhenhua was
actually quite happy to see Yang Yun be humiliated as he was once
humiliated by her.
Knowing how sharp she was, he had tasted defeat right in front of her.
Besides, Yang Yun was too eager to acknowledge her.
He would not get a polite response in return.
No, it should be said that whoever treated Ye Chen poorly would not earn
favors from her. This lady was stubbornly onto Ye Chen.
It was like Yang Xing years back. If she was able to love Ye Chen, she
would not be the granddaughter of the Yang family and even force Ye Chen
to marry her.
While possibilities remained as possibilities, reality was cruel.
“Anya, do you think that I will allow him to fall into ruin if you are
that insistent?” Yang Yun coldly asked as he pointed at Third Young