Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Small Lesson



After Yan Xu left, Ye Zhao felt bored and prepared to go upstairs to rest for a while, but she ran into Ye Feng when she entered the room.

Ye Feng stood on the steps, and his expression changed several times when he saw Ye Zhao. He gave an awkward smile and asked, "Where has Zhao Zhao been lately? Why hasn't she come home?"

Ye Zhao just stared at him silently. She hadn't been home for a while and hadn't heard from him at all. This man hadn't asked her a single question. According to what Ye Ling relayed to her, Ye Feng thought she was a disgrace and a nuisance, and he wished she would die out there and never return to the Ye family.

Presumably, seeing how much importance Old Master Shen placed on her today, Ye Feng changed his attitude towards her again.

Seeing that Ye Zhao remained silent, Ye Feng seemed to be in an awkward position, and his smile faded: "Why aren't you saying anything? Aren't you even talking to your father?"

Ye Zhao then twitched the corner of his mouth and scoffed, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm not dead yet."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng quickly looked around before walking towards her, scolding in a low voice, "What kind of talk is that? You haven't been home for so long and haven't even made a phone call. Where have you been?"

Ye Zhao looked at this so-called father in front of her and felt only irony. She had no desire to talk to him at all and walked around him to the hall.

Ye Feng seemed unable to believe that Ye Zhao was ignoring him like this. He glared at her, somewhat angry, but due to the occasion, he ultimately didn't vent his anger.

Perhaps it was because they witnessed how much Old Master Shen valued Ye Zhao today that, even though she had already broken off her engagement with Shen Du, many people were still willing to talk to her.

"Seeing is believing, Miss Ye is indeed extremely beautiful."

"Exactly! This outfit makes us feel so inferior. It's so classy!"

Ye Zhao wore a perfunctory smile, casually exchanged a couple of words, and then excused himself from the crowd, saying he had something to do.

Meanwhile, the group of young people in the private room, after comforting Shen Jiayi, started chatting. The people next to Shen Jiayi said something with a wicked smile on their faces.

"What's wrong with teaching her a lesson? There are so many of us, are we afraid we can't outmaneuver her?"

Someone hesitated and whispered, "But Grandpa Jiayi just said that..."

A person next to her interrupted her impatiently: "Oh dear! How could an old man like him hold a grudge against us young people? Besides, this is a matter between us young people, just a harmless joke. We shouldn't be so bothered by it, right?"

The person speaking was Kong Yingying, one of Shen Jiayi's childhood friends and the daughter of the CEO of Qihang Group.

While others were unaware, Shen Jiayi knew that Kong Yingying had been eyeing Shen Du for quite some time. From the beginning, she and Ye Zhao had been at odds, constantly scheming against each other. Now that Ye Zhao and Shen Du had broken off their engagement, it was perfectly normal for Kong Yingying, who had harbored resentment towards her for so long, to want revenge on Ye Zhao. Shen Jiayi, who also wanted to vent her anger, tacitly approved of their actions.

The other participants included Meng Xiao's sister, Meng Shishi; Wang Shuo's sister, Wang Qi; and a woman surnamed Zhu. Among these wealthy young men, her family background was the most ordinary, so she was pushed out to find Ye Zhao.

"If you don't go, who will? Several of us have had disagreements with her, so she definitely won't come even if we ask her!"

"Exactly, aren't you always the closest to her?"

"You'd better hurry up and go, or I won't take you to the next party."

Zhu Qiao was thus pushed out of the private room. Shu Yang glanced at the closed door and then turned back to listen to He Jie and the others chatting.

"Zhaozhao!"

Just as Ye Zhao was about to go upstairs, someone suddenly grabbed her arm. She turned around and saw another unfamiliar face.

When Zhu Qiao saw Ye Zhao turn around, she smiled and said, "Where have you been lately? Why don't you answer my calls or reply to my messages?"

Ye Zhao silently observed her. This person was petite and had a pretty face. She was wearing an ill-fitting champagne-colored strapless dress and spoke in a timid and weak manner, but she seemed to be quite familiar with the original owner of the body.

Ye Zhao gave a perfunctory smile and replied, "I've been a bit busy lately and haven't been checking my phone much. Is there something you need?"

Her extremely cold attitude startled Zhu Qiao, who asked innocently, "Zhao Zhao, what's wrong? Are you angry with me because of what happened before?"

What happened before? Ye Zhao frowned, waiting for her to continue.

Zhu Qiao took her hand and shook it gently, saying in a soft voice, "Zhao Zhao, don't be angry with me. A false pregnancy is really bad. I'm only thinking of you..."

It would have been better if this topic hadn't been brought up, because once it was, Ye Zhao roughly knew who the person in front of him was, and the expression on his face instantly became somewhat indescribable.

Zhu Qiao assumed she was still angry and continued, "You haven't been answering my calls or replying to my messages lately, you have no idea how worried I am about you..."

Worried? I didn't see it. Ye Zhao was too lazy to argue with her, so he frowned and asked, "Is there something you need?"

Zhu Qiao's expression froze, as if she knew Ye Zhao's patience was running out, so she said, "I do have something to discuss with you. Qi Qi and the others are in that private room over there, and they asked me to come find you..."

Qiqi? Them? Ye Zhao's mind raced. She remembered that when she was cursing someone a while ago, there was a person in the group whose nickname was Qiqi. Were they all coming to settle scores?

Coincidentally, she also wanted to see what these people looked like.

"Let's go then." Ye Zhao said as she walked in the direction Zhu Qiao pointed.

Zhu Qiao was slightly stunned, even somewhat incredulous. Ye Zhaoming knew what those people were up to, but he walked past them without a second thought.

Ye Zhao didn't think there was anything to worry about. These people couldn't possibly lay a hand on her in front of everyone. At most, they would just make fun of her and embarrass her. It was all just a bunch of petty tricks.

Inside the private room, Kong Yingying frowned and looked towards the door, saying, "Can Zhu Qiao call someone over?"

Wang Qi casually replied while scrolling through her phone, "What's the rush? Didn't you just go out?"

Meng Shishi pouted and said, "She wouldn't be too scared to come, would she?"

Shen Jiayi had somehow ended up sitting next to Jiang Che, a charming smile on her face. She seemed completely absorbed in Jiang Che, but every now and then she would glance at the doorway.

He Jie was joking with Fang Yizhou, and Wang Shuo occasionally chimed in, looking rather lazy. But the next moment, he seemed to see something, and his eyes lit up. Everyone followed the sound of the door opening and looked over.

The private room fell silent for a moment. Kong Yingying, with a malicious smile on her face, looked at the newcomer and said, "You've arrived?"

The others also looked over, their smiles subtle and ambiguous. Even He Jie and his group wore expressions of anticipation, as if they were watching a good show.

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