Chapter 700 - His Emotional Change That Day (2/2)

Mu Sihan glanced at Ye Yanfeng with his dark eyes, though Ye Yanfeng no longer looked at him as he walked away with large strides with a rumbling laugh.

After Ye Yanfeng left, Ye Fengjun moved in front of Mu Sihan in his wheelchair. “Although I never expected much from you, I have to admit that you’re not as bad as I thought you would be.”

And perhaps, he had been the one who had ignored this child too much in the past.

Being born in the Royal family, because of the people around him, kins.h.i.+p was nothing in front of power and benefits.

He was cynical about Mu Sihan in the past, not only because he was a jinx, but also because he thought that Mu Sihan was less capable than Ye Qing.

His sons all needed to be strong.

However, he never thought that Mu Sihan would be a lot more capable than he had expected. One had to know that fighting within the family was full of danger, and even if one was exceptionally clever, it would still be difficult to guard against all the hidden knives and arrows in the shadows.

You could never be too careful.

He had only returned to the Ye family for less than two years, but he was able to stand out from all the deception and tricks.

He had indeed looked down on this son of his in the past.

No, it was not only him. Everyone had looked down on him.

He was not worse than Ye Qing, in fact, he was stronger than Ye Qing.

Mu Sihan stared at Ye Fengjun, smirking. “Father, the reason why I sat on this position was because I wanted to marry the woman I wanted.”

With that said, he started to walk out of the meeting room.

Ye Fengjun felt like he almost died from anger due to Mu Sihan’s words.

Everyone did all they could to sit on his current position, either for the t.i.tle or for the power, but he did it for a woman.

Ye Fengjun stared at Mu Sihan’s back, shouting with a dark expression. “You’re the Crown Prince now! From now on, you cannot do anything for a mere woman! Your life belongs to the country and the people. You have your own responsibilities and mission! You cannot focus too much on your emotions like in the past!”

Yi Fan watched as Mu Sihan walked out of the meeting room with one hand in his pocket, his hand resting naturally by his side. His expression was handsome, but cold as well, as he exuded a King’s aura and dignified manner from head to toe.

Yi Fan sighed in his heart, looking down as he followed Mu Sihan back to his office.

From the corner of his eye, Mu Sihan saw Yi Fan following behind him. He furrowed his eyebrows, ordering him with a cold expression. “There’s an auction tonight with a nineteenth century Italian painter’s work named the n.o.blewoman. Get it, no matter how much it costs.”

Yi Fan did not say anything.

Mu Sihan was already in front of his office. Noting that Yi Fan was not replying, he said once more. “I remember that Madam Qiao likes the arts, especially the works of Louis.”

“Young Master…” Yi Fan spoke carefully.

Mu Sihan pushed the office door open, walking inside. “Qiao Yanze seemed to like sports cars, you can give that Lykanhyper Sport to him. As for what Nan Zhi’s mother likes…”

Yi Fan knew that his Young Master was planning to go to the Qiao family to ask for Nan Zhi’s hand in marriage, and he naturally prepared all of the presents with all of his heart. However…

“Young Master, there’s something I must tell you.”

Mu Sihan strode behind his luxurious, yet simple office desk. He sat on the black leather chair, turning on his laptop as he said lowly, “Why are you so depressed today? If you have something to say, then say it. Why are you stuttering?”

Yi Fan stared at Mu Sihan’s handsome face and swallowed. He knew that Mu Sihan was in a good mood right now, and he really did not want to see Mu Sihan’s expression change suddenly to hit rock bottom.

He had followed his Young Master for many years, and it was rare to see him in such a good mood.

Mu Sihan waited for a few seconds. Seeing that Yi Fan was merely looking at him, all sorts of emotions surging within his eyes, he furrowed his eyebrows. “What’s wrong with you? Did you fall for a woman and come to ask me to let the two of you be together? Or are you sick and you need to take leave for a while?”

Yi Fan waved his hands, no longer daring to look at Mu Sihan as he mustered up his courage. “There was an accident on the highway this morning. A large container truck hit a small black sedan. Both vehicles fell from the highway, and when the black sedan rolled into the river, it exploded.”

Yi Fan’s voice got softer. “There were two females in the sedan. From the news I received, they were Princess Lucy and Miss Nan.”