Chapter 82 – Egotistic Yang Zhen (1/2)
Chapter 82 – Egotistic Yang Zhen
Within the confines of a luxurious car.
Ye Zichen smoked as he crossed his legs and swirled a glass of expensive red wine in another.
A middle-aged man with a sullen expression sat opposite him. That man was Yang Yushi’s father, Yang Zhen.
“Uncle Yang, we haven’t met for a while, right?”
Ye Zichen leaned back in the seat.
Yang Zhen looked up with a sharp gaze that others could not meet directly, “Indeed, we haven’t met for a while. But we clearly didn’t meet, isn’t that right?”
Ye Zichen did not deny what Yang Zhen said.
“To be honest, I don’t want to see you either, it seems like you were the one who sought me out,” the corner of Ye Zichen’s mouth revealed a faint smile. He raised his hand and tapped the ashes of his cigarette into that glass of expensive red wine. “Uncle Yang, what do you want to say to me this time?”
“You shouldn’t have met with Yushi.”
“I didn’t want to do that either,” Ye Zichen pursed his lips and smiled. “I also hope that she can live her new life.”
“But you interrupted it!”
The light in Yang Zhen’s eyes faded, what replaced it was a sharpness that could not be met.
Ye Zichen raised his head, and met his gaze with a soft reply, “Then what do you want?”
“This is an one million cheuqe…”
“Ha…” Ye Zichen laughed the moment Yang Zhen took out the cheque.
Three years ago, Yang Zhen used a cheque like that to destroy all of Ye Zichen’s dignity.
Three years later, it was the same scene, same conversation and same cheque.
“Uncle Yang, I will call you uncle once again due to Yushi,” Ye Zichen pursed his lips, while his eyes were filled with hints of mockery. “Did you think that money really can solve everything? And money was almighty?”
Yang Zhen’s face grew dark. He used his incomparably sharp gaze to stare right at Ye Zichen, but what he got in response was unending mockery.
“Are you really doing it for Yushi’s own good? You got rid of all of the pursuers around her, and when she becomes an adult, you will get her to step into the wedding that you selected for her, in order live the life of a rich married woman that normal people can only look up to. You think this is the happiness you are bringing for her, right?
“What a joke. If you put it in a nice way, it’s just that you don’t want Yushi to suffer in the second half of her life. If I were to put it in a nasty way, aren’t you doing it for business alliances, so that your career can develop further? Am I right?
“I won’t disturb Yushi’s life, and you have no need to worry about me having ill intentions. But please believe me. If Yushi doesn’t like the fate you designed for her, then I will shatter that very fate with my own hands.
“Do not doubt my words, and don’t think of threatening me with my mother. Otherwise, if I go crazy, you can’t handle it.”
As Ye Zichen spoke, the mockery on his face became more and more apparent. He picked up the cheuqe off the table and ripped it into countless pieces that scattered onto the floor of the car, in front of Yang Zhen.
“To be honest, this bit of money is completely worthless to the current me. Oh yeah, let me remind you, go and do a full body check-up at the hospital when you have time.”
With that, Ye Zichen pushed open the car door and walked away.
Yang Zhen sat straight on the sofa of the car, while Ye Zichen’s words echoed in his mind.
“Master…”
A servant walked over from the side. Yang Zhen took a glance at the cheque pieces on the floor, then raised his eyebrows.
“Clean this up and bring young mistress home.”
Ye Zichen’s heart was unable to return to its normal calmness even after a long while.
He leaned back against a willow tree by the side of the road and started to smoke his cigarette. At the same time, his heart was filled with mockery for Yang Zhen and pity for Yang Yushi.
Getting a stubborn father was her misfortune, but it was also her fortune.
At least, her father loved her.
Liu Jing floated beside Ye Zichen without saying anything. She could feel that he was in a really bad mood.