Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Mrs. Ye Sr. snorted coldly, âLike father, like son. Heâs just like his petty-minded parents. Iâll endure it a bit longer. Once Shaochen firmly takes control of the Ye family, I refuse to believe Nanshen can continue his arrogance!â
When Ye Nanshenâs father had sole control over the Ye Corporation and his mother managed the family. Mrs. Ye Sr. had endured many humiliations. Even her efforts to secure positions for her sons were met with resistance, insisting they start from the bottom.
The pettiness of Ye Nanshenâs parents also infuriated Mrs. Ye Sr., especially during disputes with them where Old Master Ye sided with them. Mrs. Ye Sr. vowed never to let Ye Nanshen return to the Ye familyâs fold and completely oust him.
As Mrs. Ye Sr. thought, her resolve hardened and a glint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.
While Madam Liu and Mrs. Ye Sr. conversed, Liang Silai stood silently aside, not uttering a word. Liang Silai might have once chimed in, but now she realized it was futile. No matter what Liang Silai did, Madam Liu would never accept her.
Instead of aligning herself against Ye Nanshen and drawing his ire, Liang Silai preferred to stay inconspicuous. After witnessing Ye Nanshenâs formidable presence, she doubted even Old Master Yeâs mediation could subdue Ye Nanshen.
Currently, Liang Silaiâs priority was to conceive a child with Ye Minghang. She looked down at her flat stomach, wondering why, despite no issues with either of them, she still couldnât conceive. A trace of anxiety flickered in her eyes.
As Mrs. Ye Sr. and Madam Liu were conversing, a well-dressed man entered. Tall and imposing in a sharp suit, his stern face exuded an air of a successful businessman.
âMaster Shaochen,â greeted a servant.
Ye Shaochen, without a glance, ignored the greeting.
Madam Liu stood up excitedly when she saw Ye Shaochen. She welcomed him, âShaochen, youâre finally back. Busy with the company?â
Ye Shaochen merely grunted in response and then turned to Mrs. Ye Sr., greeting, âGrandma.â
Mrs. Ye Sr. responded joyfully, âYour father and grandfather are upstairs in the study. Go on to them.â
Ye Shaochen nodded and began to ascend the stairs, hand in his pocket. However, as he stepped onto the first stair, he turned back and asked, âIs Shaoxian back? Where is he?â
Madam Liuâs face lit up with a smile at his concern for his brother, âShaoxian is feeding the fish in the back garden. Iâll have him come see you in a bit.â
âAlright.â Ye Shaochen responded and continued upstairs.
Mrs. Ye Sr. and Madam Liu watched Ye Shaochen go, feeling suddenly more reassured. They felt fortunate to have Ye Shaochen being the perfect son, unlike Ye Shaoxian.
Not long after Ye Shaochen went up, he came down with Old Master Ye and Ye Minghang. It was nearly 6:30 p.m. and it was time for dinner.
Ye Shaochen glanced at his watch and asked, âHasnât Nanshen arrived yet?â
âOh, him? Probably sick again and wonât come today,â Old Master Ye waved off nonchalantly. âSomeone get Shaoxian for dinner.â
Ye Shaochenâs eyes flickered at Old Master Yeâs comment, a hint of something unusual crossing his gaze.
However, just as Old Master Ye finished speaking, a lazy voice from outside chimed in, âWhoâs cursing me behind my back?â
Hearing the voice, everyone abruptly turned to look..