Publicly threatened by his own daughter, Old Master Ye’s face turned a ghastly shade of green with anger.
"You..." He gasped for breath, seemingly on the verge of being overwheld by the intensity of his rage.
He had long known of her wild ambitions, but never anticipated being so firmly grasped by the scruff due to her maneuvering, leading to a surge of regret in Old Master Ye’s heart.
Had he known this would happen, he would never have let her enter the Ye Group, and now he was going to be bitten back by her.
Now that she had leverage in hand, Ye Yu smiled leisurely, "Dad, I’m not asking for much. The position of president will still belong to Ye Lei, Ye Miao is just assisting him, and I will do my utmost for the Ye Family as well. Isn’t this a win-win situation?"
Old Master Ye remained silent, his face dark with fury.
The atmosphere was tense and suffocating.
At the doorway, a pink figure flitted by.
Their footsteps were so light, it was almost as though a ghost had passed through.
"Ye Xin, what are you flustered about?"
Xiang Zhen stood at the stairway, nearly knocked over by the rushing figure descending from upstairs.
"Didn’t you go back to your room to get sothing, why have you co down again?"
With a look of unsettlent, Ye Xin grabbed Xiang Zhen’s hand and hurriedly walked outside.
"Mom, co out with for a mont."
Xiang Zhen was bewildered by her frantic deanor, "What’s going on?"
Dragged outside by Ye Xin, Xiang Zhen, wearing high heels, nearly twisted her ankle.
Unable to walk further, Xiang Zhen gripped her and asked perplexedly, "What exactly happened, why are you pulling out in such a rush?"
Ye Xin glanced around vigilantly, making sure no one was around, then lowered her voice, "Mom, was there a supposedly wise monk who visited our house in the past?"
A supposedly wise monk?
Xiang Zhen was stunned, a look of surprise on her face.
"Mom, did we really have a visit from a supposedly wise monk?" Seeing her silent, Ye Xin gripped and shook her arm, pleading urgently.
It suddenly dawned on Xiang Zhen, "Your grandfather had a very good friend who was a monk from City A, but he passed away a few years ago. Why are you suddenly asking about him?"
The old master and that monk were friends for many years. Ye Xin and the others were young when he visited the Ye Family a couple of tis, but they just happened not to see him.
"So there really was such a person?" Ye Xin let go of her grasp, her expression dazed.
So what her aunt said was true, the preferential treatnt and indulgence Old Master Ye showed towards Ye Jiuliang had a reason – it was all because of a sentence spoken by that monk.
Seeing her in shock, Xiang Zhen was confused, oblivious to the situation.
"Ye Xin, did you hear sothing from soone?"
She had never t the monk, so why bring him up all of a sudden?
Ye Xin regained her composure and, instead of answering, countered, "Mom, were that monk’s words really that efficacious?"
Xiang Zhen drew out a lengthy "Hmm," pondered for a mont, then said, "That monk had a great reputation, and many believed in him. He didn’t readily offer fortune-telling, but your grandmother ntioned that his predictions were very accurate, typically coming to pass."
She paused, then shifted the conversation, "However, I personally don’t think his words were that efficacious."
"What do you an?" Ye Xin asked, puzzled.
Xiang Zhen’s lips curled into a mocking sneer, "That monk once said that Ye Yuan and Lan Ning were fated by heaven to marry, even claiming that Ye Yuan would marry no one but Lan Ning within his lifeti, and that their birth charts were highly compatible."
In the end, all those words had beco a joke. If Lan Ning hadn’t stubbornly used the life-saving grace to force Ye Yuan into marriage, how could Ye Yuan have possibly married her? Besides, ever since their marriage, with Ye Yuan’s icy deanor, the couple didn’t have even a hint of marital affection—strangers might assu they were just that, strangers.
In her opinion, the monk’s words were only ten percent credible.
"Is that so?" Ye Xin, recalling what Ye Yu had just said in the study, asked dully.
The old master had always been shrewd; if the monk’s predictions were not reliable, why would he have believed in them?
Xiang Zhen looked at her with a doubtful gaze, recalling her abnormal behavior when she ca downstairs, "Did you overhear sothing upstairs just now?"
"I just passed by Grandpa’s bedroom and heard him talking with Auntie," Ye Xin hesitated.
The old master and Ye Yu were having a conversation? Xiang Zhen was puzzled, "What were they talking about?"
Ye Xin looked around cautiously, her careful deanor increasing the suspicion on Xiang Zhen’s face.
Ye Xin leaned closer to Xiang Zhen and muttered a few sentences in a low voice.
After hearing her words, the doubtful expression on Xiang Zhen’s face was gradually replaced by shock.
She looked at Ye Xin in astonishnt, "Did Ye Yu really say that?"
The previously incomprehensible issues beca clear in this mont, no wonder Ye Yu had consistently been so eager to please Ye Jiuliang—it was because of this.
She had thought so, Ye Yu was always scheming; if there weren’t so trickery involved, she wouldn’t have been so seemingly favorable towards Ye Jiuliang.
Ye Xin nodded, "Mom, do you think what the monk said is credible?"
"I can’t say if it’s credible, but judging by Ye Jiuliang’s current situation, if she wanted to move against the Ye Family, we wouldn’t stand to gain," Xiang Zhen said.
Li Mochan alone was already a handful for them, and now with Ye Yuan added to the mix, Ye Jiuliang’s support was growing, which was the worst possible scenario for them.
"Besides, given the current situation, even if the Ye Family is in trouble, Ye Jiuliang is unlikely to lend a hand."
Ye Jiuliang had already fallen out with the Ye Family before, and now with Ye Yuan’s return, Ye Jiuliang only harbored deeper resentnt towards the Ye Family. Expecting her to help the Ye Family was more difficult than reaching the heavens.
"Mom, there’s another thing."
"Hmm?"
Ye Xin furrowed her brows, a flicker of conflict crossing her face.
After so contemplation, she still spoke out, "I heard Auntie rallying the board mbers and she might be eyeing the company shares. She also ntioned letting Ye Miao join Ye Group after graduation and to hand over the vice-presidential position to Ye Miao."
"What did you say?" Xiang Zhen’s voice suddenly beca agitated.
"Making Ye Miao the vice president of the group, has she lost her mind?"
An outsider who thinks that by taking the Ye surna again, she is truly a mber of the Ye Family—she knew that the insistence on Ye Miao changing his surna back to Ye was not well-intentioned.
It seed she had underestimated Ye Yu’s ambitious intentions.
"Mom, keep your voice down," Ye Xin warned urgently, worried that her voice would attract others.
Xiang Zhen tried to calm down, though her expression remained unpleasant.
Everything at Ye Group belonged to her son, and she would not spare anyone who dared to vie with Ye Lei.
"Mom, Grandpa will definitely agree to Auntie’s request. We can’t just sit back and do nothing; if the group is taken by Auntie, what will we do?" Ye Xin’s greatest concern was this. She was clear on such matters; as long as Ye Group remained in her brother’s hands, she wouldn’t have to worry about a life of wealth and honor.
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