Chapter 303: Mr. Ye’s Little Darling Wife
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
A cold smile tugged at the corner of Ye Nanshen’s lips. He said, “Lesson? I don’t have ti for that. Since they’re useless pieces, I suggest Mr. Han get rid of them sooner rather than later. Keeping them will only bring endless trouble.”
That remark implied that Ye Nanshen wouldn’t release them.
Mr. Han’s thick eyebrows furrowed, and a domineering aura radiated from him as he chuckled lowly. He said, “At the very least, they are mbers of the Han family. The trouble they’re facing is self-inflicted. Mr. Ye, I sincerely propose a deal. If you release those misguided brothers, I’m indebted to you.”
Ye Nanshen sneered, lifting his gaze to et Mr. Han’s, and said, “When they hard soone they shouldn’t have touched, they should have anticipated the consequences.”
“So, Mr. Ye, does this an there’s no room for negotiation?” Mr. Han asked.
Ye Nanshen’s laughter was cold, and he raised an eyebrow, locking eyes with Mr. Han. Both sides emitted powerful auras, making it hard for Zhuang Ling and the two people behind Mr. Han to even breathe.
Fortunately, the heavens were kind. At that mont, Ye Nanshen’s phone, placed on the table, suddenly rang. He glanced sideways slightly and saw “Mother of Ultraman” displayed on the phone.
Zhuang Ling had to bite his inner lip to suppress his laughter. He thought, ‘Madam is truly cunning. She had changed her contact na on his contact list and hidden her phone number completely, making it impossible for anyone to trace it.’
Every ti soone called Ye Nanshen, he answered it himself. Due to Rong Qi’s mischievous prank, he had probably been teased by Gu Ziye countless tis. Yet, Ye Nanshen still seed to enjoy it.
Ye Nanshen’s face turned dark. Luckily, the three n couldn’t see his expression. He glanced at Zhuang Ling, conveying his ssage without words.
In this situation, Ye Nanshen couldn’t afford to lose his aura, but he also couldn’t ignore the call. If it were before, he would have answered it himself. But now, since the caller’s identity wasn’t clear, Ye Nanshen with an imposing figure couldn’t lose face in front of outsiders.
Zhuang Ling imdiately understood, answering the call and activating the speaker, ready to ask for the caller’s na and then hang up, “Hello, Zhuang Ling from the Jingsheng Corporation speaking. Mr. Ye is currently occupied and unable to take calls. May I ask who’s calling?”
There were three seconds of silence. Then, a lazy voice sounded from the other end, “Oh, Zhuang Ling, right? It’s . What happened yesterday was a misunderstanding. Have Ye Nanshen release them. I won’t pursue it further. That’s it, I have class now.”
With just a few sentences, the call was hung up.
Zhuang Ling was so scared that he started sweating cold sweat. He thought, ‘Madam’s tone is a bit too domineering. Master Shen was currently engaged in a confrontation with Mr. Han, refusing to back down. But then, Madam called on her own initiative.’
Zhuang Ling took the phone, imdiately changing the contact na “Mother of Ultraman” to “Madam,” then silently placed the phone back where it was, not daring to take another breath.
Ye Nanshen’s pitch-black pupils flashed with a glint of sharpness, his gaze fixed on a certain spot, his aura turning cold and unyielding.
However, only Zhuang Ling knew that Ye Nanshen was struggling. This indicated there was room for maneuvering in this matter.
Zhuang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his lips curling into a faintly inconspicuous arc.
Mr. Han and the two behind him exchanged glances and wondered if that woman from the call was indeed the legendary wife of Ye Nanshen, the one rumored to be able to suppress thirty three of his n single handedly.
‘She was so arrogant. Not only did she address Ye Nanshen by na, but she also showed no respect at all. What was even more astonishing was that the people around Ye Nanshen seed completely unphased. Amazing!’ Mr. Han thought.
Mr. Han furrowed his brow, wondering if that woman could be the one who tad Ye Nanshen, his normally twisted temper. If soone in the Han family dared to talk to Mr. Han like that, he would’ve slapped them away. Even Han Ning, who had a similarly obstinate temper as his, wouldn’t dare to speak so casually to him.
Mr. Han and his n couldn’t help but feel curious about the little darling wife behind Ye Nanshen. They wanted to see the person who could rein in Ye Nanshen..
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