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My 100-Day Secret Marriage With The Boss-Novel2
Chapter 311 - Third Young Master Ye Is Enraged: A Soul-stirring Scene (III)
Chapter 311: Third Young Master Ye Is Enraged: A Soul-stirring Scene (III)
Chu Wuyou realized that Ye Lanchen would not listen to any reasoning at this moment. He did not even give her a chance to speak properly.
He interrupted her each time before she could finish her sentence. She thought that this man resembled a three-year-old at this moment, constantly pestering her with unreasonable demands. Not only was he not listening to anything she said, he also completely altered her words using his strange logic.
Therefore, she had to do the exact opposite.
As expected, instead of interrupting her this time, Ye Lanchen tightened his grip around her arm and glared at her murderously as if intending to skin her alive.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtChu Wuyou thought that if looks could kill, then she would have turned into a pile of ash under his penetrating stare.
She figured anyone else would have faltered in this circumstance.
Fortunately, she was bold and courageous.
Just as he was on the verge of exploding with uncontrollable madness, she regarded him in the eyes and suddenly attempted a dazzling smile. “But of course I wouldn’t agree. Leng Rong is not as young as you, not as handsome as you, not as rich as you, and not as great as you. Why should I say yes to his proposal? Don’t you think so, husband?”
He was caught off guard and his widened eyes were now blinking blankly. He appeared rather silly but adorable at the same time.
Then, Third Young Master Ye’s darkened face gradually relaxed. The anger that filled his eyes earlier also faded away slowly. The atmosphere in the car finally returned to normal.
“Hmph.” The man snorted in a cold manner although a faint smile twitched at the corners of his mouth. At least the woman had high standards.
Using her sharp observational skills, Chu Wuyou sensed that the man had finally brightened up a little, as if a small ray of sun had timidly peeked from behind the gloomy clouds.
She felt slightly relieved.
It was definitely one of her strengths to know when not to meet toughness with toughness. She knew the importance of being flexible and employing different methods appropriate to the current situation.
Perhaps someone else in this situation would have stirred up a furious storm, whereas she had managed to elevate the thorny situation with one simple phrase.
“Husband, how much longer are we staying here?” Chu Wuyou thought it was not wise to stay put in the car. They were too close to the Chu Residence, not to mention that Leng Rong was still waiting on the other side of the door.
However, she did not express her desire to leave bluntly.
Third Young Master Ye had more or less regained his composure after being comforted by the woman. However, his face darkened once more when he was suddenly reminded of what Leng Rong said when she entered the car. “What kind of promise do you have with Leng Rong?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChu Wuyou exhaled deeply, evidently annoyed. When would this end?
What kind of promise could exist between her and Leng Rong? The last thing she wanted was to see that person again. historical
Where had this man’s usual intelligence and wisdom gone? Could he not tell that Leng Rong said that just to provoke him? Did he leave the house today without bringing his brain along?!!!
Was that why he was behaving like a three-year-old today?
She figured she could not treat the “little boy” with only softness at this moment. She must incorporate flexibility as well.
She feigned a look of fury. “Ye Lanchen, am I your wife or is Leng Rong your wife?”
“You are.” A hint of surprise flashed across the man’s eyes when he was posed that peculiar question. Of course Chu Wuyou was his wife. He could not wait to release his anger at that rascal by tearing him apart with his bare hands at this moment.
Third Young Master Ye sensed that his wife had gotten seriously upset.