Chapter 13 Opportunity Comes
“Ji … Young Master Ji, why are you here?” Ye Mingcheng’s heart skipped a beat, and hurried up to meet him, “I didn’t know Young Master Ji would come. I didn’t prepare anything at home.”
“No, I’ll take my wife home.” Ji Shiyan said, his eyebrows were somewhat gentle as he stared at the weak figure under the light.
“Go home… Didn’t you drive her out?”
Ye Miao was direct and blunt, but as she said it, she realized it was too abrupt. Ji Shiyan did indeed glance at her with malicious eyes.
“I had no idea my wife was being bullied in my own home; President Ye, don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”
Ji Shiyan’s gaze was fixed on Ye Mingcheng, as if he was scrutinizing and threatening him.
“Young Master Ji, we’re just concerned that Xiao He did something inappropriate…” Ye Mingcheng was frightened and explained in terror.
“Is it your turn to point fingers at my person?” Ji Shiyan’s mouth twitched, and his brows and eyes grew more hostile, “Shouldn’t you just confess your mistake?”
Although he is asking a question, it is a tone that cannot be rejected.
“Uh…” Ye Mingcheng dodged his eyes, and finally succumbed to the pressure, “Xiao He, Dad’s tone was a little stern just now, you won’t be unhappy with Dad, right?”
Ji Shiyan looked at Ye Miao and Li Ruoqin. His sharp features appeared impatient, and the violence became obvious.
“Xiao He, we also only hoped for the betterment of the Ye family, don’t be angry…” Li Ruoqin said gently, then pulled Ye Miao beside her.
“Sister, I’m sorry…” She said awkwardly, her drooping eyes flowing with hatred.
Ye He stood up and smiled, “it’s a small matter, but don’t misunderstand next time. I have a good relationship with Ah Yan!”
“Sister, you know what to do with the painting…” Ye He leaned on Ye Miao’s shoulder, and the two seemed to be very close. “How can you take your sister’s painting to participate in the competition? You should take the initiative to admit it to the media!”
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Ye He smiled sweetly, as if it was just a trivial matter, but in front of Ji Shiyan, Ye Miao knew the weight of this, and she nodded tremblingly.
“Go back now?” Ji Shiyan looked at Ye He, his eyes were calm, and soft ripples appeared.
The arrival of Ji Shiyan surprised Ye He. Is he afraid that she will not go back? Or worried about her being bullied here?
“Go, go back!” Without thinking about it, she ran to him in two steps, smiled brightly, and held his cold right hand in her soft little one.
“Young Master Ji, that…” Ye Mingcheng started with courage, “Can the development project of Dongcheng be handed over to the Ye family?”
“Project? If you make Ah He unhappy again, let alone this project, I will directly bankrupt the Ye family.” Ji Shiyan’s tone was cold, and as soon as he finished speaking, he led Ye He out the door.
As the door closed, Ye Mingcheng let out a heavy sigh, and pushed all the tea on the coffee table to the ground with a dark face.
“Ah!” The sound of broken porcelain cups filled the entire living room along with Ye Miao’s scream.
“Look what you two have done! Why bother Ye he when you have nothing to do? Why did Miao Miao take her painting to the competition? Ruoqin why did you speak so nasty just now!” He slumped down on the sofa dejected and didn’t show them a good face.
Li Ruoqin sat beside Ye Mingcheng and did not dare to speak. Ye Miao also sat down in one with a sad and depressed face.
After half an hour of just lamenting, Ye Mingcheng couldn’t get enough of his anger, and then he lost his temper at Ye Miao again.
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“Miao Miao, was I too lenient with you, you dare to do something like that now! Listen to me, don’t mess with Ye He, don’t make trouble for me!”
Ye Miao felt aggrieved. She was originally angry because she was being humiliated in front of Ye He. She was not afraid of him. She stood up and shouted, “Dad shouldn’t be afraid of Ji Shiyan, what’s his ability!”
After she finished speaking, she did not allow Ye Mingcheng to react, and ran upstairs in a hurry, completely ignoring the curses coming from behind her.
When she got to the bedroom, she called Ji Yanchen, “I can’t take it anymore, I want Ye He to die!”
There was a slightly sarcastic reassurance on the other end of the phone, “Don’t worry, the opportunity will come soon.”