Chapter 198: Chapter 198: Eight Years Late for Revenge Chapter 198: Chapter 198: Eight Years Late for Revenge Everyone looked at Meng Li as if she were a monster, hurling various abusive words at her, and even children threw stones at her.
Meng Li knew she had thoroughly humiliated herself this time. She felt that every look she received from the onlookers was like a knife, ruthlessly stabbing her in the face, shattering her internal and external pride, leaving her not a shred of dignity.
She was suffering immense emotional turmoil, and physically, the laxatives were unleashing their unrivaled power, twisting her intestines into knots so painfully that she could hardly stand.
She had intended to prevent Ye Chuyi from accompanying Sheng Tingyuan by giving her a large dose of laxatives this time, but it had backfired horribly on her!
“Puh-puh-puh”!
Again, several embarrassing noises came from her, inciting another wave of curses and mockery.
She never knew laxatives could be so ferocious that she couldn’t control them even if she wanted to.
She could no longer care about decorum, picking up a piece of clothing tossed out by the owner of the house to cover her bottom, and then she made her way outside.
No one dared to stop her this time, all panickedly making way for her, afraid of being contaminated by her.
Ye Chuyi watched Meng Li leave and the crowd gradually disperse before starting her car and slowly driving away.
Meng Li’s current plight was the retribution she deserved.
Eight years ago, when she had drugged Ye Chuyi with laxatives, she should have foreseen this day.
No one knew what Ye Chuyi had gone through during her college entrance exams eight years ago.
With relentless abdominal pain and diarrhea that led her close to collapse, she had almost died in the restroom.
For three days and four nights, she barely ate or drank, seeing black spots while taking her exams, and after telling the proctor four times that she needed to go to the restroom, she was met with strong suspicion and the openly mocking stares of everyone in the examination hall.
She wasn’t like she is now, with a much better psychological resilience. Back then, she felt so humiliated she wished she could crawl into a hole, and for a long time after the exams, she felt so ashamed of the diarrhea that she couldn’t bring herself to speak to others.
Now, she had finally taken her revenge, albeit eight years late.
However, it felt good, a sense of satisfaction washing over her.
The path of revenge seemed like one she could continue down indefinitely. Who should be next?
On her way home, rain began to sprinkle from the sky.
Ye Chuyi looked at the fine rain splattering on the windshield and smiled softly.
She extended her hand out of the window, feeling the cool raindrops.
She really did have good luck on rainy days; today everything had gone exceptionally well.
A sense of freshness washed over her, sweeping away all the filth from before.
Ye Chuyi took a deep breath, feeling refreshed.
Her phone rang on the holder, she glanced at the caller ID, and answered it hands-free without hesitation, “President Sheng.”
Sheng Tingyuan’s deep, pleasant voice came through, “Can you stop calling me President Sheng?”
“What’s wrong, isn’t it good?”
“It’s not good.”
“So, you don’t like being called President Sheng, huh? I actually quite like it when people call me President Ye!”
“I thought you’d like to be called Doctor Anxin.”
“Oh, I like that too, but being called President Ye is what I like the most.”
“President Ye, do you have your own company?”
Ye Chuyi replied casually, “Yeah, just a little something my family set up for fun.”
She wasn’t lying about this; Madam Ye had put on a whole act and indeed set up a company for her, which she nominally headed while a full professional team was responsible for the day-to-day operations.
Of course, being called President Ye had nothing to do with the Ye Family’s business.
“President Ye, when will you be coming home? Auntie Wang changed the menu today and made some new dishes; she’s hoping you’ll come and taste them.”
“I’ll be there soon, I’m already on my way home.” Upon hearing about new dishes, Ye Chuyi immediately pressed down on the accelerator, increasing her speed from fifty to seventy miles per hour, which was the maximum speed limit for this road, so she couldn’t go any faster.
“President Ye.”
“Hmm?”
“It’s raining.”
“I know that!”
“Don’t stick your hand out the window to catch the rain; it’s not safe.”
Ye Chuyi was astonished and looked at her hand resting on the car window, unable to resist teasing, “I think you wouldn’t starve if you didn’t inherit Shengshi Group, what with your ability to predict and calculate. You’re really something.”