Chapter 303. You Can’t Leave Until You Make It Clear (Second Update)

"Go work at the company under your eldest uncle’s banner," knowing she was shrewd, the Ye patriarch also didn’t beat around the bush and told her outright.

"I won’t." Ye Jiuliang rejected without a second thought.

Ye patriarch slammed the table angrily, "You won’t even work at our own company. What do you want to do? Can’t you be more ambitious? Stop hanging out with those riffraff."

"What’s wrong with riffraff? Ye Lei and the rest listen well. Instead of bothering with me, you should spend more effort on them to prevent them from becoming worthless." Ye Jiuliang smiled with a hook in her lips, each sentence piercing into the Ye patriarch’s heart.

When she mixed with those riffraff, Ye Lei and the others only had their share of beatings.

"Ye Jiuliang, can’t you act a bit more like a girl." The Ye patriarch’s temples throbbed with pain from her retorts.

Ye Jiuliang raised her lips in a smile, "Grandfather, you told me to enter my eldest uncle’s company, but did you ask for his opinion? Besides, would Ye Lei and the rest agree?"

If they knew she was to enter the company, they might even suspect her of attempting to usurp their positions.

The Ye patriarch sneered coldly, "This family isn’t their turn to call the shots yet."

"Well, I’m not going either," Ye Jiuliang declared.

"You..." The Ye patriarch was so angry that he was short of breath.

Looking at the carefree person across from him, a sense of defeat swept over him.

"Then tell me, what exactly do you want to do in the future?"

Ye Jiuliang laughed with her eyes narrowed, "Do nothing, act willfully, and run around the world having fun."

"Nonsense," the Ye patriarch said sternly, "do you think the Li Family would accept a daughter-in-law who is good for nothing?"

"Men will tire of the old and seek the new eventually. Do you really think Li Mochan will indulge you forever? What will you do when he abandons you someday?"

This was still the Ye patriarch bringing up her marriage with Li Mochan, but upon hearing it, Ye Jiuliang only found it amusing.

She said carelessly, "Whether the Li Family accepts me or not doesn’t matter since I have no plans to marry into the Li Family."

The Ye patriarch froze, looking at her with suspicious eyes, "Not marrying Li Mochan, then what are you doing with him now?"

"Li Mochan said he wanted to marry me, so whether the Li Family accepts me or not makes no difference. I don’t live at the Li Family’s house anyway," Ye Jiuliang stated indifferently.

The Ye patriarch choked, "..."

Li Mochan marrying her?

Was she joking? Clearly, she meant to mock him.

The Ye patriarch grabbed a cushion nearby and, in a fit of anger, threw it at her.

"Ye Jiuliang, get out!"

This child was clearly impossible to reason with. She didn’t appreciate favors done for her benefit.

Ye Jiuliang dodged the cushion nimbly and ran off greasing the floor with her feet.

...

As dusk fell, a black sedan came to a steady stop at the front door of the hotel.

Fang Hui, dressed in a purple suit and clutching her bag on her arm, took a look around before stepping into the hotel in her high heels.

Taking the elevator to the presidential suite on the top floor, she expertly entered the passcode, and the door beeped open.

Fang Hui pushed the door open and closed it behind her.

Inside, there was no warmth as imagined; the atmosphere was tinged with slight oppression.

Fang Hui set down her bag and looked at the figure standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows without immediately approaching.

She put down her bag, went over to the bar, grabbed a bottle of red wine, poured two glasses, and walked over with the glasses in hand.

"Shaohui," Fang Hui called out with a soft voice.

Li Shaohui’s eyes mirrored the neon-lit nightscape, his expression was murky and indecipherable, devoid of any happiness or anger.

"Was it you who did that?" he asked in a deep voice.

The smile on Fang Hui’s face was a bit unnatural, "Shaohui, what are you talking about?"

As her words fell, the person beside her glanced sideways with a dark look in his eyes and questioned again, "Stop making excuses. Was it you who did this today?"

"I..."

Fang Hui bit her lip, and after a moment of silence, she simply confessed.

"Yes, it was me. But I did it to help you."

"To help me?" Li Shaohui laughed coldly and reached out to grab her hand.

Fang Hui was panicked, and her glass fell to the carpet, making a muted sound.

The devilishly red liquid spread on the gray carpet.

The already oppressive atmosphere suddenly became taut.

"Shaohui, listen to my explanation first," Fang Hui hadn’t expected such a strong reaction from him and spoke soothingly in a gentle voice.

Li Shaohui looked at her fixedly, then let go of her hand, his expression showing a touch of annoyance.

"Shaohui, I only wanted to drive a wedge between Ye Jiuliang and Li Mochan’s relationship. You’ve seen it – Li Mochan now treasures Ye Jiuliang like a precious gem. If we can disrupt their relationship, Li Mochan will surely be too distracted to care for other matters," Fang Hui explained softly.

"Drive a wedge between their relationship, so you found such a disreputable person?" Li Shaohui said disdainfully.

"Didn’t you see clearly the last time at the resort? That Jiuliang is a tough nut to crack. No ordinary person gets the better of her."

Fang Hui’s face showed embarrassment, and her voice softened, "I didn’t expect that Jiuliang would actually know that woman, and I didn’t anticipate that the woman would be so incompetent, taken care of by Jiuliang in just a few words."

"Didn’t expect?" Li Shaohui scoffed, his gaze piercing, "That woman was taken away by Li Mochan’s people. Do you think she won’t confess about you?"

"I..." Fang Hui was at a loss for words.

"What should we do now?"

Li Shaohui raised his hand and massaged his brow, "I told you before not to act rashly, but you just had to take matters into your own hands. Do you not understand what day today is?"

She could have chosen any other day, yet she specifically selected the day of Jingjie’s wedding banquet, a gathering between the two families, to stage her play. Was she really trying to help him deal with Li Mochan, or was she trying to sabotage Jingjie’s wedding?

"Shaohui, what do you mean by that?" Fang Hui’s eyes widened as she caught the implications in his words.

"You can’t possibly believe I intentionally chose the banquet before Jingjie’s wedding to sabotage it, can you?"

Years of understanding each other, and she guessed his thoughts exactly.

Li Shaohui said nothing and turned to walk towards the bar area.

Fang Hui chased after him, pulling at his arm, "Li Shaohui, you need to make it clear to me, what exactly do you mean?"

"Keep yourself out of trouble these days and don’t cause any more issues for me," Li Shaohui’s brows showed traces of impatience as he spoke coldly.

"I caused you trouble?" His indifferent attitude struck a nerve with the sensitive Fang Hui, who could not help but become upset.

"Li Shaohui, do you have a conscience at all?"

Li Shaohui was tired, not wanting to argue with her. He pulled free from her grip and walked towards the couch.

He picked up his suit jacket and put it on with an expressionless face.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Fang Hui clung to him again. She grabbed his jacket, preventing him from putting it on, "Li Shaohui, you’re not going anywhere until you explain yourself."