Chapter 133: Chapter 132: Hatred
Ye Fan and Su Qingxue left the fashion show, only to be imdiately followed by a swarm of paparazzi. Annoyed, Ye Fan led Su Qingxue away and shook them off. There was no helping it; being famous was truly not a pleasant feeling.
When they arrived at the company, Su Qingxue began preparing for the next day’s eting. The fashion show had been a success. Although their current strength wasn’t formidable, Su Qingxue knew they had to hire several world-class designers to further elevate the company’s reputation. Scarlett’s assistance had laid a solid foundation for that.
Just then, a car pulled up. A man got out and said to Su Qingxue, "Congratulations, Mr. Su, today’s fashion show was a great success!"
Su Qingxue responded, "Thank you as well. Your leadership and everyone’s hard work brought this fashion show to a perfect conclusion!"
Of course, this was just her being polite. Without Ye Fan, the entire fashion show would have been for nothing.
The man was Ma Zhengye, who held the sa status and authority in the company as Tang Yurou. Before Tang Yurou arrived in Europe, he had managed everything. He then turned to Ye Fan and asked, "Mr. Su, who is this?"
He knew Ye Fan was the man who had walked the runway with Scarlett, but he didn’t expect to see him with Su Qingxue. Could it be that there was so unspeakable secret between them?
Su Qingxue then announced, "His na is Ye Fan. He’s my husband!"
Instantly, Ma Zhengye seethed with rage. No wonder Su Qingxue had rejected his pursuits. He hadn’t realized she already had a husband. Of course, he didn’t really believe Ye Fan was her husband, since she wasn’t officially married. Still, it angered him deeply that she would use another man to reject him. He had been managing the European branch of the Su Company with the express purpose of winning Su Qingxue over and eventually gaining control of the company himself. It was a good plan, but he had never expected this sort of complication.
However, he now put on a cultured deanor and said to Ye Fan, "Hello!"
"Hello!"
Ye Fan disliked the man but didn’t show it. Playing along was sotis unavoidable, after all. Besides, Ma Zhengye wasn’t even worthy of being his rival.
Just then, Su Qingxue said, "I’m heading into the office for a bit. You two can chat."
After Su Qingxue had left, Ma Zhengye said to Ye Fan, "I’ll give you one chance. Leave Mr. Su, or don’t bla
for being unkind."
"Oh? And how, exactly, would you be ’unkind’?" Ye Fan asked disdainfully.
Ma Zhengye warned, "Here, in this land, if you don’t know what’s good for you, I’ll make sure you never leave Europe!" His threat was clear: as long as they were in Europe, he had a hundred ways to make sure Ye Fan never left.
Ye Fan scoffed, "You’re not qualified. Threatening
is a very foolish move!"
"Is that so? We shall see," Ma Zhengye said coldly.
Ye Fan clenched his fists, tempted to dispose of this pest right then and there. But such a person wasn’t worthy of his personal attention. He would let Prince William or Spencer handle it. So, for now, he would let the man swagger about. After all, he wanted Su Qingxue to see Ma Zhengye’s true colors.
Then, Su Qingxue returned, accompanied by Tang Yurou. Both of them were senior executives in the company.
"It looks like you two had a nice chat. What about?" Su Qingxue inquired. Since Ma Zhengye had contributed greatly to the company in Europe, she was always very polite to him.
"Nothing much," Ma Zhengye chuckled. "Just chatting about life."
"Right. Let’s go eat! I’m starving," Ye Fan chid in.
Su Qingxue was puzzled. She sensed so tension between the two n but couldn’t quite pinpoint the source of the problem. When Su Qingxue took Ye Fan’s hand, Tang Yurou beca extrely uncomfortable. After all, Ye Fan was her man, too. Seeing her man’s hand held by another woman was bound to be awkward.
So, she excused herself, "Mr. Su, I’m feeling quite tired today. I won’t join you."
"Alright then," Su Qingxue said.
She certainly knew why Tang Yurou wouldn’t go—they were rivals. Her action just now was a declaration. Even if Ye Fan also belonged to Tang Yurou, Tang Yurou was at best a mistress. In the presence of the legitimate wife, a mistress had to keep her head down.
The three of them went to a restaurant for dinner. Ma Zhengye saw it as his chance to display his gentlemanly charm. He pulled out the chair next to him and offered it to Su Qingxue. "Mr. Su, please, have a seat."
However, Su Qingxue walked right past him and sat next to Ye Fan. Seeing Ye Fan’s smug smile, Ma Zhengye fud. He couldn’t believe his gentlemanly gesture had absolutely no effect on her. They were in a Chinese restaurant, not a Western one.
Ma Zhengye picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks and offered it to her. "Mr. Su, this beef won’t make you gain weight. Have so more!"
However, Su Qingxue simply said, "I’m sorry, I don’t like it when other people put food on my plate."
Undoubtedly, Ma Zhengye had failed again. He awkwardly sat back down in his seat.
anwhile, Ye Fan was just eating his al when Su Qingxue suddenly piled his bowl high with food. Ye Fan was instantly exasperated.
"Actually, I don’t like people putting food on my plate either," he said sheepishly.
"You don’t have the right to refuse!" she told him imdiately.
Ye Fan was left speechless. Why do my human rights suddenly disappear when it’s ? he thought, even though he knew Su Qingxue was just showing off their affection.
As the two displayed their affection, Ma Zhengye could only watch with fire in his eyes. He had never been so thoroughly thwarted. All his efforts to woo her paled in comparison to Ye Fan simply sitting there doing nothing. There’s a special kind of despair you feel when all your grand efforts are less effective than soone else’s casual words. Unfortunately for Ma Zhengye, he was now that person.
After the al, Su Qingxue said to Ye Fan, "Let’s go back to the hotel!"
Hearing them talk about going back to the hotel left Ma Zhengye even more speechless. He cursed inwardly that such a prize had been won by a pig, a thought that only strengthened his resolve to eliminate Ye Fan.
Once they were back at the hotel, Ye Fan said to Su Qingxue, "That guy is really annoying. I want to deal with him."
"Forget it. We’re all from the sa company, just let it go," Su Qingxue said.
Ye Fan said nothing. Dealing with that guy had to be done discreetly. Doing it openly would create awkwardness.
At that point, Su Qingxue said, "I’m going back to Divine Land tomorrow afternoon."
"Great! Great! I’ll go back with you!" Ye Fan eagerly responded.
But Su Qingxue said, "Don’t forget the promise you made to her. I hope you take your promises seriously!"
Well, then! It seed Su Qingxue was siding with an outsider against her own husband! Outwardly, Ye Fan put on a wry smile and agreed, but in truth, he was more than happy not to go back. It wasn’t ti for him to return yet. Still, he had to keep up the act. He was an actor through and through, after all.
「The next day.」
After seeing Su Qingxue off, Ye Fan was heading back from the airport. He didn’t see the flight attendant from before; perhaps her flight wasn’t scheduled for today. As he was leaving, however, he ran into Ma Zhengye.
Ma Zhengye said to him coldly, "I told you I would kill you!"
"Just you alone?" Ye Fan asked disdainfully.
"Of course not," Ma Zhengye said. "There’s also them!"
Suddenly, five burly n approached from behind Ye Fan. Judging by their clothes and tattoos, they were clearly part of the criminal underworld.
Ma Zhengye said, "Those who dare to offend
always et a very miserable end!"
One of the n behind him ordered in rough Divine Land speech, "Get in the car!"
He gave Ye Fan a shove, and Ye Fan followed them into the vehicle. The n held knives, ready to stab him to death at the slightest sign of resistance. Inside the car, Ma Zhengye said mockingly, "Find a quiet place and finish him."
The brawny westerners understood. Ma Zhengye had paid them well, and for them, getting rid of so guy from the East would be all too easy.
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