Chapter 171: He Is About to Explode

Outside the conference room, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears followed beside Sheng Yu, "Young Master Yu, congratulations on entering the Board of Directors. I have already told Chairman Yu the news; he is very happy."

The Chairman Yu he spoke of was Sheng Yu's uncle, Yu Weixiong.

Sheng Yu gave a grunt and walked into the elevator with an expressionless face.

The man was stunned for a moment, followed him in, and asked in confusion, "You have long wanted to enter the Sheng Group's Board of Directors; now that you have finally gotten your wish today, are you not happy?"

Although Sheng Yu was mostly a man with an unhappy face, that was because there was nothing worth him being happy about.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that today, Sheng Yu was unhappy—very unhappy.

What was going on?

Sheng Yu began to busy himself with work as soon as he returned to his office.

"Go back and redo it!"

"You can't even handle this small matter; what is the thing on your necks for!"

"Sheng Corporation is not a pig farm. If you can do the work, do it; if you can't, then get out!"

The secretaries in the President Office heard yet another executive being scolded out by Sheng Yu and were so frightened that everyone feared for their own safety, not even daring to breathe loudly.

For the next two days, the President Office was like a living hell.

Situ worked silently.

Chairman's Office.

Sheng Hongyao stared gloomily at the two people standing before him, a burning cigar clamped in his hand, which snapped due to his fingers tensing with force.

"Chairman Sheng, it really isn't our fault. Sheng Yu had people hold guns to our heads; I didn't dare take half a step away from home."

Secretary Jiang said sternly, "But it is precisely because of your absence that Young Master Yu successfully entered the Board of Directors."

Everyone knew full well that Sheng Yu wanting to enter the Board of Directors was aimed at the position of Chairman; he wanted to replace him.

"Chairman Sheng, we were also forced into a helpless situation."

"Sheng Yu is too sinister," the man said indignantly.

Sheng Hongyao stepped on the cigar crumbs on the floor, his gaze sweeping over the gloomy sky outside the window, "I will definitely make Sheng Yu withdraw from the Board of Directors automatically!"

Yuan Fengye had been restless for the past two days, always feeling that someone wanted his life, so after much thought, he decided to invite Sheng Yu to dinner.

With a fierce god like Sheng Yu sitting in charge, who would dare touch him?

"Isn't the wedding tomorrow? Why are you still out drinking?" Qi Jing sat down.

Yuan Fengye scoffed, "She isn't the person I love; what can she do to me if I don't attend the wedding?"

"You aren't attending?"

Suddenly, a voice that seemed soaked in frost came over.

Yuan Fengye felt a chill down his spine; he looked up abruptly to see Sheng Yu walking into the private room, shivering from the cold, and hurriedly stood up, "Yu Ge."

Why was his complexion so foul? Had he still not coaxed Zhu Yuan after their argument?

Yuan Fengye dared not touch the bad luck, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the person who wanted his life was Sheng Yu.

After drinking a bit of alcohol, he wanted to sneak away, but was grabbed by the back of his collar by Sheng Yu and dragged back, "Are there groomsmen at your wedding?"

Yuan Fengye was terrified and nodded hurriedly.

"Did you ask me?"

Yuan Fengye was taken aback, misunderstanding Sheng Yu's meaning, "How would I dare ask you to be my groomsman."

Just kidding, if Sheng Yu were his groomsman, who would dare to laugh or relax at the entire wedding?

Of course, he didn't dare say the second half of that sentence.

Sheng Yu's face sank, "Change the groomsmen; no groomsmen allowed."

"Won't it make me look like I have poor character and no friends if there are no groomsmen?" Yuan Fengye protested in a low voice, "I heard Song Ci has bridesmaids; can I lose to her?"

Hearing the word 'bridesmaids', Sheng Yu's expression grew even worse.

Yuan Fengye thought Sheng Yu was about to fly into a rage and hurriedly raised both hands, "No groomsmen, absolutely no groomsmen!"

Was Yu Ge so muddled with anger from arguing with Zhu Yuan that he even had to manage such a small matter!

"Yu Ge, don't be angry with your sister-in-law; anger hurts the body."

Qi Jing was much more mature than Yuan Fengye and had known Sheng Yu for longer; although he called him Yu Ge, he was older than Sheng Yu and held awe for him, but it was mostly brotherly affection.

"You just can't say soft words; women need to be coaxed."

However, he understood Sheng Yu.

Sheng Yu, who had never witnessed love and had lived under verbal abuse since childhood, how could he possibly know how to coax a woman?

Sheng Yu's face was dark; had he not coaxed her?

It was she who didn't want it!

"Yuan Fengye's marriage partner is her sister."

Qi Jing was stunned and gasped.

Yuan Fengye was struck by lightning!

What... the hell?

"Holy crap, I need to go back and throw away that green suit right now!"

Yuan Fengye found an excuse and slipped away quickly, fearing that if he were a moment late, he would be beaten to death by Sheng Yu!

Sheng Yu told Qi Jing why Zhu Yuan had come to find him last night, and Qi Jing hissed, "Then she was truly anxious."

"Think about it, if you had a good friend who grew up with you marrying Yezi, what would you think?"

Sheng Yu took a sip of alcohol; he never made assumptions, but he still answered Qi Jing's question, "I'd cripple Yuan Fengye."

"See, you wanted to cripple Yezi just from an assumption, let alone the fact that Song Ci is Zhu Yuan's best friend; she was truly worried sick before she went to find you, which indirectly shows that she trusts you."

Sheng Yu's hand holding the wine glass stiffened.

Qi Jing sighed, "I understand women better than you do..."

"If you understand them, why would your wife run away?"

Qi Jing clicked his tongue, "We are analyzing your situation, can you not bring me into this?"

"You care about Zhu Yuan, but have you ever confessed to her? Even if you've done so much for her, has she ever understood what's in your heart?"

Sheng Yu frowned, "What confession? Isn't it enough for two people to just be together?"

Qi Jing: "..."

So there really are love idiots in this world.

It seemed this topic couldn't continue; for Sheng Yu to confess, the world would have to turn upside down.

The two looked at each other in silence, and after drinking, Qi Jing accompanied Sheng Yu to the boxing gym to spar.

Watching Sheng Yu on the ring, shirtless and sweating, fighting with a reckless style, Qi Jing felt a jolt of alarm.

How much anger was this?

This anger continued to spread until the next day at Yuan Fengye's wedding.

It was snowing heavily outside, and as Qi Jing and Sheng Yu stepped into the elevator, the person beside him was like a block of ice, even colder than the weather outside; Qi Jing couldn't help but shiver, subconsciously hugging Qi Qi tighter in his arms.

Sheng Yu walked out of the elevator and saw Zhu Yuan standing beside Song Ci from afar.

Her half-up, half-down hair cascaded behind her, and the few strands hanging by her ears framed her exquisite, standard face shape even more perfectly, making her look incomparably gentle.

She was the most beautiful one in the entire venue!

But when he saw the light blue off-the-shoulder gown she was wearing, the beautiful curve of her chest and the hint of cleavage, his expression darkened.

Who the hell picked this gown for her!

"Daddy," Qi Qi whispered fearfully while leaning on Qi Jing's shoulder, "the uncle looks like he's about to explode."