Chapter 8

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Cen Pan grabbed the agreement and read through it ten lines at a time. Her eyebrows were furrowed so tightly that they almost formed a line.

There was only one use to this prenuptial agreement, which was notarization of assets. Once she divorced Ye Xiao, she would not get a single cent from the Ye family.

Cen Pan, her expression cold, looked up at the woman who was sitting on the sofa with the tea that the butler served.

“Who are you? Why are you helping Mr. Ye make this decision?”

“I’m his mother.” Jiang Yao slammed the teacup on the table and sneered. “My decision is Xiao’er’s.”

She casually threw a pen to Cen Pan. When the pen was about to hit Cen Pan, the pen froze in the air.

“Pan Pan, don’t be afraid of her. She’s an imposter.” Grandma’s voice sounded again.

Cen Pan was shocked. She saw her grandmother’s figure slowly appear with an unfamiliar old man beside her. The old man had a kind expression and smiled at her while stroking his white beard.

“I’m Ye Xiao’s grandfather. You can call me grandpa too.”

Cen Pan quickly bowed and greeted politely, “Hello, Grandpa Ye.”

“Sigh, what a good child.”

Old Master Ye glanced at her and his gaze became fierce. “Your grandma was right. She’s an imposter and not Ah Xiao’s biological mother.”

Cen Pan, not believing what she had heard, looked at him in surprise.

Old Master Ye heaved a long sigh and sounded regretful.

“Back then, I didn’t agree to Ah Xiao’s parents being together, so Zhentian eloped with Ah Xiao’s mother. Ah Xiao was born outside.”

Ye Xiao was born prematurely. After his mother gave birth, since her body had always been very weak, she was unable to produce milk. Ye Zhentian’s heart ached for his wife and children, and he started to search for a nanny and coincidentally found Jiang Yao.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Jiang Yao’s husband was a gambler. He was violent and alcoholic. In order to make a living, she had to work to support her daughter while she was breastfeeding.

After seeing how loving Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye were and how good their lives were, she began to covet their life.

She was not willing to spend the rest of her life with a gambler.

“I heard that Zhentian gave birth to a son and I have a grandson. I regretted my decision and started looking for them while releasing the news.”

“After Jiang Yao saw the notice, she started harboring evil intentions. She killed the Zhentian couple with chronic poisoning and brought their corpses back to find me. She said that she was Ah Xiao’s biological mother.”

Old Master Ye’s aged eyes were filled with tears of regret.

Back then, he had despised the fact that his son had found a woman with no prominent family background. He had objected to their relationship without even meeting her once. Who knew that it would become the cause of future trouble?

“I only found out about all this after I saw Zhentian after I died. This imposter didn’t treat Ah Xiao well and even dared to covet the Ye family’s assets. Pan Pan, you must help us. There’s no need to be polite to her.”

Cen Pan looked at her grandmother and nodded heavily.

“Okay.”

The moment she finished her words, the two of them disappeared and the pen landed on her.

Jiang Yao’s mocking voice sounded again.

“Hurry up and sign it. It’s your great fortune to be able to marry into the Ye family.”

“Fortune?”

Cen Pan sneered. She took two steps forward and tore the prenup into pieces.

“You poisoned Mr. Ye’s biological parents and tried to enter the Ye family on behalf of the real Madam. You’re the one who’s coveting the Ye family’s assets, not me.”

“Nonsense.” Jiang Yao’s expression instantly became contorted as she glared at Cen Pan.

This girl looked like she was only in her twenties. How could she know that secret?

She must get rid of her! Everyone who knew the truth must die!

Jiang Yao’s rationality was swallowed up by fear. Her gaze swept across the knives on the coffee table. Without thinking, she grabbed the fruit knife on the table and stabbed it at Cen Pan.

“Since you know too much, die and accompany them.”

The sharp tip of the blade flickered with a cold light, and Cen Pan’s eyes narrowed slightly. In the critical moment of the situation, she flashed and easily dodged Jiang Yao’s attack.

Cen Pan had learned Taekwondo in school and Jiang Yao was no match against her.

Seeing that her attack had missed, Jiang Yao charged forward furiously.

Cen Pan grabbed her wrist and easily snatched the knife away.