Chapter 98 The Madman of the Rich and Powerful Criticizes the Fake Heiress 42
Ye Zhenghong's fatherly smile vanished as he took a bank card from a hidden compartment in his wheelchair and handed it to her.
"Take this and buy some decent new clothes, and style them properly."
My daughter is so beautiful, she's sure to catch everyone's eye.
Everyone will praise you then, and you'll become a movie queen.
Since the money has already been given, it can't be fake. The love might be fake, but the money is definitely real. Ye Canxing happily accepted the bank card and stopped thinking about it.
She knew there would be more than one person invited today, so she needed to take this opportunity to build connections and ensure she had ample resources in the entertainment industry. Even if the Ye family was gone, she would continue to live a good life.
Ye Heng watched his father's actions in silence, his brows furrowed. He pushed his father into the study, closed the door, and asked him a question.
"Dad, you wouldn't be thinking of..."
Ye Zhenghong immediately launched into a tirade against him.
"What are you thinking about?"
What kind of filthy thoughts are in your head? I'm paving the way for your sister's future!
What will we do if we don't get to know more people? How can our Ye family get out of our current predicament?
You think everyone is as useless as you, someone you can't count on for anything? All these years of training you have been for nothing!
If your own heart is filthy, everything you see will seem filthy.
Ye Zhenghong was still not satisfied after cursing, and he wanted to turn the tables on his eldest son. He looked at his eldest son with a gloomy look in his eyes. He was still too soft-hearted. No wonder he couldn't keep the family business. He had two sons, one too soft-hearted and the other too ruthless.
Ye Zhenghong had originally planned to take Ye Canxing out to meet people, but now they were under guard and couldn't go out at all. The police were keeping a tighter watch and had even added more officers.
There's no other way but to invite people over for a gathering at my home. There's no prohibition against this, but whether you're herding one sheep or a flock, it's all the same. Inviting one is not as good as inviting a whole flock. What if someone takes a fancy to Ye Canxing? If they don't like him, who else can they choose?
Ye Heng was rendered speechless by the scolding, and even began to doubt whether he was really thinking too dirty thoughts.
He felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He couldn't protect the company, and he couldn't protect either of his two younger sisters. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he swallowed his words.
On the night of the gathering, the Ye family villa put on a show, brightly lit but unable to hide the dilapidated state inside. Only two servants remained after being dismissed, and they were so busy that they could barely serve tea and water.
Ye Canxing changed into the latest designer dress, looking radiant and youthful. At just eighteen years old, she was like a delicate rose, exuding an alluring fragrance.
She maintained a composed demeanor, trying her best to be dignified and proper as she moved through the setting, her eyes constantly searching for someone who could offer her assistance. A single, exquisitely crafted doll caught everyone's attention.
Gradually, Ye Canxing noticed something was wrong.
She noticed that some of the invited uncles and elders were even older than Ye Zhenghong. But that didn't matter; they were all old money. They were all dressed in suits, and the expensive watches on their wrists were so dazzling under the lights that it was hard to open one's eyes.
But the way these people looked at her was getting increasingly strange. They weren't looking at a junior or an artist; they were looking at her like she was an item being appraised. They would nod and comment on her from time to time, their eyes filled with assessment.
No, Ye Canxing sensed something was wrong very keenly. She was very familiar with that kind of look; she had seen it many times in the entertainment industry. If the Ye family hadn't gone bankrupt yet, the entertainment industry would probably have devoured her even faster.
"Miss Ye is truly a stunning beauty. Her face is made for the entertainment industry. Here, have a drink."
A bald, middle-aged man raised his glass to her. Ye Canxing forced a stiff smile and reluctantly clinked glasses with him. The man's hand inadvertently brushed against her arm, his fingertips lingering on her skin for a few seconds.
Another man wearing gold-rimmed glasses smiled and asked her if she could drink, but his hand landed on the back of her chair, and he leaned closer and closer to her.
The Ye family, her home, seemed to have become a hunting ground for her, and she had become its only prey.
What disgusted her most was that boss surnamed Wang, who leaned close to Ye Zhenghong's ear and whispered something while his gaze remained fixed on her chest. She regretted dressing so maturely today.
Her good father not only didn't stop her, but also smiled apologetically and even gave her an encouraging look. If she still didn't understand the meaning in his eyes, she wouldn't be Ye Canxing.
Ye Canxing's smile froze completely, and a wave of nausea washed over her, making her want to vomit.
What did Ye Zhenghong promise her just now? And what happened? He betrayed her the moment he turned around! Eighteen-year-old Ye Canxing was very cunning, but also very scared.
Mr. Wang, who had drunk too much, staggered over and shoved a room key into her hand with his fat hand. The smell of alcohol wafted in her face, almost making her vomit.
"Ms. Canxing, I've prepared a special program upstairs. Would you like to come up and talk about your career development privately?"
I have some insights into your career development in the entertainment industry.
Ye Canxing suddenly looked up at Ye Zhenghong in the wheelchair and found that her biological father was actually nodding at her! She couldn't believe that her father would really harm his own daughter! At this moment, Ye Canxing was completely disappointed in Ye Zhenghong.
At this moment, she finally understood that in Ye Zhenghong's eyes, she and Shen Jixue were essentially no different; they were both pawns that could be used.
No, it's even more tragic. At least Shen Jixue was rescued by Shen Ci and had an amazing biological mother, but she, the real heiress, didn't even have the right to be rescued. She was a true member of the Ye family, and she was so unlucky to have such biological parents. This was more desperate than despair itself.
Ye Canxing clenched her fists tightly, her hands clenched. This disgusting, greasy man, and Ye Zhenghong's fawning face—her eyes searched for anyone else to save her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her older brother standing alone in the shadows, drinking in silence. Yes! Her older brother wouldn't abandon her; he was different from Ye Zhenghong!
Ye Zhenghong wanted to squeeze every last drop of value out of her as the true daughter of the Ye family, but she refused. She insisted on using the Ye family as a springboard to reach even greater heights.
Ye Canxing suddenly laughed, and to everyone's astonishment, he tore the room card in his hand into pieces and threw them on the ground.
"Want to sleep with me?"
"You think you're worthy?"
The hall fell silent. No one expected her to say such a thing. Mr. Wang, who had been harshly rejected, sobered up instantly, his face turning ashen.
"You bitch, don't push your luck!"
This was a setup orchestrated by your own father, didn't you know that?
One's a pimp, the other's just going along with it—what are they pretending for?
Ye Canxing looked at Ye Heng in the corner, "Big brother, save me, take me away!"
Ye Heng was stunned. He thought of his father's warning. None of the people present were people he could afford to offend. If he made a move, the Ye family would probably be wiped out tomorrow. But... was he supposed to just watch his own sister be violated?
If his sister willingly chose to fall into depravity, he couldn't control her and wouldn't interfere. But his sister cried for help, and if he remained indifferent, would he still be human?
No, he has already lost Jixue, and he can no longer protect Canxing.
The guilt in his heart became the strength and courage that supported him. Ye Heng strode forward, his long legs weaving through the crowd, grabbed Ye Canxing's hand, and ran downstairs.
She was saved.
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