Chapter 167 (1/2)

MBS International, President’s office.

Ye Chen had just stepped into the office when Liu Xiaotian came in to report. “President Ye, Mister Louis is on the line. He wants to have a video conference with you.”

Third Young Master Ye nodded.

“A cup of coffee!”

“Okay!” Liu Xiaotian went out to prepare his coffee and came in with it a while later.

He loosened his tie and took a sip of the coffee. He then frowned slightly, looking unhappy, and put the cup of coffee aside. The coffee Cheng Anya brewed was more fragrant than the coffee Liu Xiaotian brewed. The third young master had become picky because of Cheng Anya and he was obsessed with the taste of coffee lately.

After leaving Louis on hold for a few minutes, Ye Chen switched on the office’s screen and Louis’ face appeared.

He had a pair of jade green eyes, as green as emerald. His gaze always looked depressed, lonely, and cold, with a hint of sadness. His pair of attractive and pretty eyes could kill hundreds and thousands of teenage girls. He had a sharp nose, thin lips, and golden hair, forming a western and handsome face. He was unbelievably pretty.

Anyone who met Louis for the first time would give him the nickname ‘The Melancholic Prince’.

Who knew that a person with a face this beautiful, gaze this melancholic, would be an Italian mafia’s G.o.dfather? One move of his would make the whole dark world tremble three times. The Dragon Gate even left Italy just to avoid the Italian mafia.

This showed how strong and powerful Louis was.

“Hi, Mister Louis, why are you still up this late?” Ye Chen smiled elegantly while holding his cup of coffee. He crossed his legs and looked at him with a forced smile.

The smell of warm coffee drove away the feeling of disgust that rose in his heart. Somehow, every time he talked to Louis, Ye Chen would feel nauseous and have a sense of déjà vu. It was utterly disgusting.

Even though he looked as pretty as a flower!

“Waiting for you!” Louis smiled and in his sad eyes flashed past a moment of brightness. “Are you coming to welcome me when I reach City A?”

Ye Chen raised his brows slightly and lightly swirled the cup of coffee in front of him. The white smoke rising from the cup hid the sarcasm in his eyes. He teased. “Many people would love to welcome you when you come to City A, Mister Louis. When will it ever be my turn?”

Louis leaned back on the sofa and his face on the screen looked as peaceful as calm water. He did not look like a cruel person at all. He seemed to be a melancholic prince, gentle, harmless, and lovable.

“Our backstage deal encountered some problems recently. I’ll go and talk to you in person!”

“My pleasure!” Ye Chen had expected it already. Ning Ning was right. Sure enough, there was something fishy going on. He was prepared, in case he turned his back on him. The failure of the deal meant nothing to him.

Anyway, his son was the lord of military arms and it was easy for him if he wanted to smuggle. If it wasn’t to keep Old Master Ye in check these past few years, he wouldn’t have taken the risk either. Hence, it was nothing to him even if the deal failed.

“Cancel the deal if there are problems. I am not interested in it anymore!” Ye Chen’s cold gaze had no warmth at all. Anyone who dared to plot against him obviously did not know that they were in big trouble.

“Third Young Master Ye, you can’t just back out like that. I can’t account for it on my side!” Louis smiled gently but had a firm tone. Ye Chen had no choice at all. He had to do it no matter what.

“You are the leader of the mafia now and the whole of the Italian mafia is yours. Do you still need to account for anything?” Ye Chen said sarcastically. He felt his blood run cold as he was being stared at by the other party’s gentle gaze. He had already felt uncomfortable during the video call. He could not promise that he would not puke if he saw him in person!

“Right, I haven’t congratulated you yet. Mister Louis, congratulations on getting what you wanted. Rus is definitely no match for you!”

“Much thanks!” Louis, the melancholic prince, smiled gently while playing with the ring on his left hand. He raised his brows slightly. “I have to congratulate you too. I didn’t expect you to have a son already. What a surprise. You’ve hidden them so well these past few years.”

Ye Chen was stunned. ‘What does he mean?’

“You read gossip news too? What a wonder!” Third Young Master Ye mocked him unceremoniously.