Chairman Husband, Too Boorish - 206
Chapter 206 : I Don't Want Him to Be That Kind of Person
Yan Liang's thoughts were somewhat chaotic.
She disliked Ye Qing. The day Ye Qing suddenly
stormed into the hotel, slapped her, and even called her a bitch, she hated her
existence even more. She wasn't a saint; all the past entanglements made it
impossible for her to pity such a woman.
She had once plotted against her, and also
harmed her unborn child.
Although she had known Liang Xi Cheng longer
than she had, and at that time the outside world believed she would be Mrs.
Liang, if a man truly had feelings for her, she wouldn't have become Mrs. Liang
in the first place.
She racked her brains, even resorting to
unscrupulous means to achieve her goals. Yan Liang admitted that she truly
hated Ye Qing.
But as much as she hated it, if Ye Qing's drug
use was her own fault, she would feel it was her own doing. But if it really
had something to do with Liang Xi Cheng …
She tossed the newspaper onto the coffee
table, cupped her face in her hands, and felt a turmoil in her heart that she
didn't know why.
Stunned.
“Yan Liang, come and eat.”
Qin Mu Hua placed the last dish on the table
and called to her. Yan Liang belatedly looked up and walked to the table. Qin
Mu Hua had already served her rice. The two sat down, but Yan Liang's mind was
somewhat adrift.
“What's wrong? Reading the newspaper?”
Qin Mu Hua took a bite of rice and asked
casually, “… That woman, is it Ye Qing?”
Yan Liang didn't intend to hide it from Qin Mu
Hua. Her mother already knew too much, and besides, she had no one else to talk
to except her mother. Keeping it bottled up would only make things worse, so
she decided to speak out.
"Hmm, it should be Ye Qing."
"Then why are you so distracted?"
Qin Mu Hua placed a piece of meat in her
daughter's bowl, tapped it with her chopsticks, and looked at her. "Eat.
Don't think so much. To be honest, I don't expect my daughter to be too kind.
Kindness is often taken advantage of. Yan Liang, the Ye family owes us a lot.
We lost some of the most important things in our lives because of them. I'm not
gloating right now, but if Ye Qing really is using drugs, you don't need to be
upset. She chose this path herself."
Yan Liang's eyes glazed over—
Yes, she chose this path herself, but … what
if she didn't choose it herself?
What if someone deliberately pushed her down
this dead end?
Yan Liang felt she was being incredibly
dramatic. Even if Liang Xi Cheng was manipulating everything behind the scenes,
Ye Qing deserved it. Why should she feel uncomfortable?
But deep down, everyone probably has a pure
angel within them. Ye Qing is indeed despicable, but no matter how despicable,
her life is ultimately her own. Loving someone isn't wrong; what's terrifying
is when love becomes obsession. But …
Regardless of the circumstances, even if we
take a step back and consider the worst-case scenario, Ye Qing's despicable
quality lies in her ruthlessness. She values other people's lives less than
ants, willing to use any means necessary to harm them, even causing their
deaths, without feeling any remorse, including—Ye Sheng Ming.
But now, she's using drugs. If this was truly
orchestrated by Liang Xi Cheng, then is there any difference between him and
the Ye family?
She didn't want him to be that kind of person,
not at all …
Yan Liang put down her chopsticks and stood
up. “… I can't eat, Mom, I'm going inside to rest.”
Qin Mu Hua frowned, put down her chopsticks as
well, stood up, and took her daughter's hand. “… Yan Liang, if something's
wrong, you can tell Mom. You don't look well.”
“… I'm fine.”
Seeing that she didn't want to talk more, Qin
Mu Hua didn't press her. She heated up a glass of milk for her in the kitchen,
gave it to her, and then went to rest.
She didn't eat much that evening. In the
middle of the night, Yan Liang woke up hungry. Not wanting to disturb her
mother's rest, she went to the kitchen and got herself something to eat.
Perhaps because she had slept for so long, she felt refreshed after waking up
and didn't want to go back to sleep.
Yan Liang glanced at the time; it was already
past 3 a.m. She decided to turn on her computer and go online.
She fiddled with her QQ account, which she
hadn't logged into in a long time, and finally managed to log in. However, she
had forgotten her password. After trying several times, she finally got it
right. Then, belatedly, she realized that she had changed the password
herself—it was the date she and Liang Xi Cheng got married a year ago.
Once logged in, she saw many messages: some
from Qin Zi Yin back in City A, some from Demon in England, and some scattered
messages from classmates.
Yan Liang held her water glass in both hands,
glanced at the article briefly, and then closed the chat window. A news pop-up
appeared, featuring a prominent headline—the same one she'd seen in the
newspaper before. It seemed there was new progress in Ye Qing's drug use case.
Yan Liang patiently read on; it was yet another round of exposure, detailed in
every aspect. For over a year, Ye Qing's private life had been incredibly
chaotic; her frequent visits to nightclubs had been repeatedly captured on
camera. One detail mentioned that she was almost detained at customs, but was
bailed out thanks to Ye Sheng Ming's connections.
Below were numerous comments, all speculating
about the identity of the woman in the news. Yan Liang casually scrolled
through them; many socialites in City A were implicated. Some had guessed it
was Ye Qing, and Liang Xi Cheng was also mentioned, but all were guesses. The
news used pseudonyms, so the uncertainty only fueled further speculation.
Yan Liang took a sip of warm water, then
closed the webpage. Sitting alone in front of the computer, her mind a jumbled
mess, Liang Xi Cheng's number kept flashing through her head.
Should she call him?
Should she ask him?
Instead of letting herself speculate here, she
should just ask him directly; he certainly wouldn't lie to her …
But she had promised him that if she figured
things out, she would come to City A to find him. Calling him now would be
making her stance clear, wouldn't it?
Her fingertips swiped back and forth across
the phone screen, but she didn't make the call. Yan Liang placed the phone on
the computer desk, lay back down on the bed, closed her eyes, and waited for
dawn.
***
City A.
At the crack of daylight, the Ye residence was
already in complete chaos.
"You bastard!"
Ye Sheng Ming slammed the newspaper he was
holding onto the coffee table, grabbed the small teapot in front of him, and
threw it hard at his assistant standing opposite him. The assistant turned pale
with fright and instinctively dodged to the side, but was still hit on the
forehead, blood immediately oozing out. He didn't dare breathe, nodding,
"... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Old Mr. Ye, it's true, we really have been
trying to stop these reports, but ... but someone has been providing leads
behind the scenes, so ... and they haven't named names, this matter is a bit
tricky ..."
"I pay you so much money every month, is
it for you to say things like this to me?!"
Ye Sheng Ming's face was contorted with rage,
his aged face twitched, his cheeks trembling, a flicker of pain crossing his
brow. He instinctively clutched his chest, and the last few words were clearly
weak in his voice, “… I raised you all …raised you bunch of good-for-nothings,
and now this … you can’t even stop something this small? Then … what are you
for? Huh?! There’s nothing in this world that money can’t solve! No matter how
much money it takes, if I see this kind of report again tomorrow, don’t bother
coming to see me!”
The assistant trembled with fear, only able to
nod stiffly, “… Yes, Old Mr. Ye, I will do my best …”
“Get out!”
The assistant wiped his forehead, his
fingertips bleeding, and left the Ye residence, his face ashen.
A series of hurried footsteps suddenly echoed
from the stairwell. It was the family's maid, rushing in frantically—
"... Master, Master, something terrible
has happened ... Miss ... Miss has been in the bathroom for over half an hour,
and there's been no response ..."
Ye Sheng Ming's hand, pressed against his
chest, trembled. He abruptly stood up, his body swaying violently. His once
vibrant face was now completely aged. "... What happened? Take me to see
her!"
"Master, the young master is back!"
Just as Ye Sheng Ming stood up, someone called
out from behind. He turned around and saw a tall, slender figure appear at the
doorway. A pure black suit accentuated his striking physique. He stood with his
hands in his pockets, his refined features displaying a cold expression.
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