100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-319-untitled
Chapter 319: Untitled
With this call of ‘brother’, Third Young Master Ye suddenly clenched
his fists and his veins throbbed. Despite that, he still wore an elegant
and charming smile that was overbearing. “When shit hits the fan and
you panic, you can never be too sure whether those antics will save
Cheng Anya was a little baffled. A lot of things happened in the past two
days, and the situation was starting to clear. With a clear victory in
sight, even the President of the United States could not change the
Every country has its laws, which along with public opinion would not
allow Louis to bring back MBS International from the dead. Whether Third
Young Master Ye stopped did not matter.
A period of time was needed to regain consumer confidence. How could
Louis, who would immensely struggle to re-establish corporate image, be
Cheng Anya secretly pondered and had a bad omen. While she could not
quite describe it clearly, it stifled her. As she looked up, she saw
Louis’ emerald gaze sweep past her.
Whilst it seemed intentional, it also seemed unintentional. Louis’ gaze
then landed on Third Young Master Ye. Cheng Anya, however, felt as though
a cold and venomous snake crawled past her chest. A confident, sinister,
and insidious Louis was undoubtedly fear-inspiring.
“I didn’t expect your hatred to be this tenacious.” Louis smiled as
he slightly winked. “Would you believe if I told you that I would be
the ultimate victor?”
He was to the point and did not beat around the bush. It seemed as though
success was an arm’s reach and he was unstoppable. Like the ruler of
the world, he would not tolerate any defiance.
Third Young Master Ye coldly smiled. How could he still talk tough
despite his circumstances? No man could stand their ego bring insulted
this way, no? Third Young Master Ye, from the onset, was not of the
opinion that Louis could save MBS International. If he was able to
salvage MBS International, that collapsed tower, in two days, he would
kowtow to him.
The question hence went, ‘Do you have that charisma to pull that off?’
“With MBS International in tatters and Ye Zhenhua ruined, I do not
believe that he can still call the shots. If I were a bit more vicious,
he would spend the rest of his life behind bars. I guess that he’s lost
the will to live and will probably kick the bucket in the next two days.
Him kicking the bucket would be an utter shame as I want him to live and
see how I exact my revenge. Louis, as for you, you will be the next to
fall after Ye Zhenhua!” Third Young Master Ye had a malicious and
insidious gaze. His hatred for Ye Yukun was no less than Ye Zhenhua,
perhaps even more.
But Louis had a massive Mafia, so taking him down would not be easy. He
had to plan for the longer term and take down Ye Zhenhua first. Whoever
was more senior would receive their retribution first.
After enduring many years of torture and humiliation, he would not allow
him to get away scot-free.
“Whatever Third Young Master Ye wants to do will be done, but I will
suggest that you do not overestimate your strength to avoid a double
loss.” Louis gently smiled. It was as though his sinister gaze was
their wrong perception.
As he recovered his melancholic prince temperament, people could feel
that feigning was such a piece of cake.
“If you are able to, save the talk.” Third Young Master Ye coldly
smiled without emotion. The encounter today was indeed coincidental as
Third Young Master Ye had no intention to run into Ye Yukun. As MBS
International’s fate hung in the balance, it would be better if the
heads of the warring factions did not meet, lest people misunderstand
that reconciliation was imminent.
“I am not shooting out of my mouth. You will know what awaits you.”
Since they had little about the situation to talk about, Third Young
Master Ye coldly smiled and brought Cheng Anya away. To waste time
talking to Louis was wholly unnecessary.
As Louis coldly smiled behind them, Cheng Anya felt uneasy. She felt that
his searing gaze had burned a hole in her and left her weirdly
uncomfortable. Her heart was in trepidation.
“Do you think Louis really has leverage against you?” Cheng Anya
asked worryingly in the car.
“Unless he plays extremely dirty, MBS International is pretty much
gone. Whatever he can pull off now will not stop MBS International’s
capitulation, and the only thing he can do is to force me to stop,”
Third Young Master Ye replied in a deep and very cold voice.
What was Louis the best at? Intimidation and bribery, and that was about
it. While these dirty tricks were really effective from time to time,
anybody who gave somebody else leverage over themselves could not be
And his weakness…
Third Young Master Ye tilted his head and looked at Cheng Anya. He
suddenly grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her toward
himself. He leaned over and kissed her lips forcefully. As his buckled
seat belt was making him uncomfortable, Third Young Master Ye released
his seatbelt and pressed half his body against Cheng Anya as he kissed
With Cheng Anya within his reach and him also able to smell her scent, he
looked up to see her every facial expression and that put Third Young
Master Ye’s heart largely at ease. He would protect her as well as he
He would not allow Louis to have the slightest chance.
As Cheng Anya and Third Young Master Ye just hit the road, Cheng Anya
received a call from an unknown number. Tucking her lips, she picked up
the call. “Hi, this is Cheng Anya.”
There was some silence on the other end of the call, and Cheng Anya
thought that the other party had made a wrong call. “If I do not hear
you, I will hang up,” she said plainly.
“Wait… Anya—no, Miss Cheng. I need to speak to you.” The baritone
at the other end did not sound like a young person. “Who are you? How
did you have my number?” Cheng Anya frowned.
As the person sounded relatively unfamiliar, Cheng Anya became suspicious.
“I am the butler of the Ye family. I…”
“Oh, are you looking for Ye Chen?” Cheng Anya heard him stammer and
could not help but ask. She was long aware of Ye Zhenhua’s
hospitalization and hearsay had it that the Ye family’s butler was
still pretty nice to him. He was also the only person in the Ye family
who was decent. Cheng Anya secretly wondered whether he was looking for
Ye Chen to get him to visit Ye Zhenhua.
If Ah Chen went to the hospital, Ye Zhenhua would end up dying earlier.
“No, I am looking for you,” Chen De said. “I am not sure if it’s
convenient for Miss Cheng to make time for a meeting.”
“Could we discuss this over the phone?” Subconsciously, Cheng Anya
wanted no involvement with the Ye family. Hearsay had it that the butler
followed Ye Zhenhua since his youth. With decades of friendship to boot,
he was extremely loyal toward Ye Zhenhua.
“Let’s talk when we meet. There are very important things I would
like to talk to you in person.”
Cheng Anya could not make up her mind and had doubts in her heart. What
could that Ye family butler look for her about? Apart from Ye Zhenhua’s
hospitalization, she had nothing else to talk to him about.
“Who was that?” Third Young Master Ye asked.
“The Ye family’s butler. He said he has something to talk to me
about,” Cheng Anya replied honestly. As the traffic junction ahead was
a red light, Third Young Master Ye stopped the car and grabbed Cheng
Anya’s cell phone. “Uncle Chen, it’s me. What are you looking for
her for? If it’s about that old man, save your effort,” he said in a
Although Third Young Master Ye sounded cold, he was still polite and did
not sound aggressive. When he returned to the Ye family, Chen De was
already serving the Ye family. When Ye Yutang and Ye Yukun bullied him,
only Chen De gave him food to eat. He also told little Third Young Master
Ye that he would be able to push back when he grew up. When he cried in
those days, only the butler told him that men do not easily shed tears.
If he weren’t that loyal to Ye Zhenhua, Third Young Master Ye would
have long tried to turn Chen De to his side.
He was very grateful for this old butler.
Which explained why he called him ‘Uncle Chen’ instead of his full
Chen De was a little taken aback that Third Young Master would be with
Cheng Anya. “Third Young Master, don’t be too worried. It’s a
private matter that I would like to speak to Miss Cheng about. It has
nothing to do with Third Young Master,” Chen De said after awkward
“What’s this ‘private matter’ that you have to speak to Anya
about?” Third Young Master Ye was determined to find out the root of
the matter. He believed that Chen De and Cheng Anya could not be related
in any way, so why was he looking for Cheng Anya at this juncture?”
Most importantly, he did not want to make the slightest mistake given how
tense situations were.
Wait. Chen De…
Wasn’t Lin Xiaoyue’s husband called Chen De?
Third Young Master Ye was slightly taken aback and suddenly turned to
look at Cheng Anya with a shred of doubt in his gaze. “Uncle Chen,
I’ll bring her to wherever you would like to meet her.”
“Third Young Master, would it be okay if I have a word with Miss Cheng
“Uncle Chen, don’t worry. As we are on the way, and given Louis’s
frequent actions, I am afraid that Anya might meet with a mishap. If you
would like to speak to Anya alone, I’ll sit out the meeting.”
“Okay then!” Chen De gave an address and Third Young Master Ye
acknowledged the address before ending the call.
“Why did you decide for me? I don’t even know him,” Miss Cheng
said. “While you do not know him, he might know you.” Third Young
Master Ye smiled plainly.
“What do you mean?” Cheng Anya was baffled at the indirect answer.
“You will know later.”
“Surely you know something, right?” Cheng Anya became suspicious.
“Probably. I am not too sure too.” Third Young Master Ye smiled
plainly. “Things are surely unexpected…”
It seemed that the decades of tangled relations had implicated many.
But, why was Chen De so faithful toward Ye Zhenhua?
He really could not understand that.
If he was indeed dear Anya’s grandfather, then it was afraid…
At the range, Louis was practicing his shooting. It had been a long time
since he hit the range and was getting rusty. Very few knew that the
godfather of the Italian Mafia was an excellent shooter.
All three shots landed in the center of the bull’s-eye of a life-like
Apart from Louis, who was practicing his shooting coolly, there was
nobody else on the range. Louis fired shots, which accurately nailed
their targets. At this moment, Mo Ye appeared from the corner. The
atmosphere froze over.
Louis could tell from the atmosphere who had arrived.
“Are you ready?” Louis coldly asked. Mo Ye acknowledge and coldly
“Excellent!” Louis coldly sniggered in happiness and anticipation.
“You have made up your mind?” Mo Ye asked coldly and indifferently.
“Why not?” Louis coldly smiled. Mo Ye did not respond, but a snigger
flashed past the corner of his lips and disappeared. When one ran out of
tricks and made their last stand, how many could be as lucky as Xiang Yu
and achieved that breakthrough?
The few amongst the few.
“How is Mo Jue’s injury?” Louis asked.
“Perfect!” Louis smiled as he conveniently picked up a gun from the
other side and fired three times. The human-shaped target instantly
While it would be best to get his hands on Cheng Anya, the alternative…
Would be that target.