Murong Yao waved his hand and said, "Since our interests don't conflict, then sit down and have a good talk. Don't fight among yourselves. Prince Shen, since you want to join, you must show some sincerity."
Ye Qingshan was scolded for no reason. He sat down angrily, crossed his arms and cursed at Ye Wanqing: "Damn it, how I stand on the side is none of your business!"
The man in the white mask with gold patterns said, "This kind of person obviously has different aspirations from us. I don't agree with him joining. Let's stick to the original plan and cut him off for money."
"Hahaha... different ambitions?" Ye Wanqing threw her head back and laughed, tears streaming down her cheeks. She stood at the edge of the table, hands on the edge, and demanded, "You two really do have similar ambitions. A father whose daughter has died and her murderer can sit together and discuss a common cause!"
She lowered her head to calm down, then whispered, "Ye Qingshan, do you know how your daughter died?"
Ye Qingshan was obviously not interested in this and said angrily: "I don't want to listen to his nonsense. I agree with him. Hurry up and change the money."
"It was Miss Xu sitting next to you who hired someone to kill her. Not only did she kill him, she also sent someone to defile your precious daughter. And yet you're sitting here together, celebrating your successful kidnapping of this prince and the money you got. Shouldn't we toast together?"
Ye Wanqing roared again: "Don't you feel disgusted?"
Xu Wanrong was also irritated by her. She stood up and said, "Stop trying to sow discord here. I thought you would say something. I really overestimated you. What does her death have to do with you? Why are you pretending to be so affectionate?"
Ye Qingshan's voice turned cold, "Did you really kill him?"
Xu Wanrong was speechless, wanting to find out something from Ye Qingshan's expression and actions, but the two of them couldn't see each other's expressions through the masks.
"You really ruined our plan."
Ye Qingshan spoke quietly, then pointed at Xu Wanrong and turned to Murong Yao and said, "Third Prince, I don't think we should keep this young lady. Not only is she of no help to our plan, she also adds trouble and discredits me. I don't know what point is there in having her join us!"
Murong Yao said, "How could it be causing trouble? Jiang Yu was brought here by her, and he could be very useful. And Miss Xu has far more intelligence than we do. Commander Ye, if you feel bad for your dead daughter, you can leave now. Your martial arts skills are so strong, no one can stop you."
"Hmph, what's the point of grieving over someone's death? It's just that I've raised my daughter for nineteen years. She's so obedient and a legitimate daughter. It would be great if she could be our spy in the Marquis' Mansion. Miss Xu sent someone to abuse her, which not only ruined my plan, but also embarrassed me!"
Xu Wanrong snorted lightly and said with disdain, "So that's how it is. Fortunately she's dead. If you really had kept a fool like your daughter in the Marquis' Mansion, who knows who would have used her as a spy, and it might have ruined our plan."
Ye Wanqing felt hopeless as she listened to their conversation.
What kind of beastly statement is this?
It turned out that in his father's eyes, he was just a pawn to curry favor with the powerful. Being humiliated to death was just an insult to his face?
She finally understood why her funeral was so simple.
Her kind and gentle father's attitude towards the murderer at this moment could not even be described as angry!
Xu Wanrong's attitude was even more contemptuous. She killed her childhood friend with a casual tone, as if she had just killed a puppy or crushed an ant!
Are these two really his father and best friend? What kind of cold-blooded monsters are they?
"Hahaha..." Ye Wanqing cried and laughed at the same time, and said sarcastically with great effort: "That Commander Ye really lost a lot. Nineteen years of food were wasted, and nineteen years of money were wasted! But someone like her is not worthy of entering my Marquis' Mansion."
"If she's not dead, what are you going to do? How are you going to send her to my mansion? How are you going to send her to this prince's bed?"
Ye Wanqing was so angry that her shoulders heaved and her voice became hoarse.
She felt a sharp pain in the hair on the side of her neck. She raised her hand and touched a needle. When she pulled it out, she saw that it was a thin silver needle covered with dark red dried blood.
Who stuck a needle in his neck?
"Is this Master Shen crazy?" The man in black sitting opposite Ye Qingshan couldn't help but speak in a low voice.
The man in black with the powerful voice spread his hands and replied, "So why is he holding on to Old Ye?"
"Maybe there's some personal vendetta?"
The man in the white mask with gold patterns snorted coldly, "Hmph, just trying to act crazy and foolish to get away with this."
Ye Qingshan was so angry that his face turned red all the way to his neck. He stood up and gritted his teeth, saying, "Whether my daughter lives or dies is none of your business! Are you trying to buy time and wait for rescue? Believe it or not, I will chop you into pieces right now and send them to the southern border piece by piece."
Ye Wanqing gasped for breath, enduring the pain in her throat. She was still unwilling to accept this fact. She argued heartbrokenly, "She is your biological daughter. How could you sell her out?"
But the answer he got was even more chilling. Ye Qingshan said coldly: "So what? What's the point of Master Shen arguing with me about a worthless dead person at this time!"
Worthless?
In his eyes, I am not even as good as an object!
Ye Wanqing suddenly felt a sweet and fishy taste in her throat and spat out a mouthful of blood. She said with a choked voice: "Brother Ye Fan knows——"
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