He was Lin Yebai, the one who had saved her life and taken care of her for a whole five years. How could she stand by and watch his reputation being dragged through the mud, him utterly disgraced?
Ye Ning bit her lip tightly, her fingers also deeply curled into her own palm!
"Mr. Ou, you’ve misunderstood, I’ve known about this for a while. My master did this to give me a surprise, and I really surprise," she said.
"What did you say? Say that again!"
In an instant, the man who had just been strategic and nonchalant across from her froze, as if someone had hit his pressure point, all expression congealed in place.
And she liked the surprise? Did she even know what she was saying?
Ye Ning did not dare to look at him, because she knew just how terrifying hell could be, and that’s how terrifying he looked right now.
She gripped her palm so tightly that her sharp fingernails were almost piercing her flesh, and yet she was completely unaware: "No matter how many times I say it, it’s the same. Mr. Ou, I really appreciate your concern for us, but from now on, please don’t trouble yourself with these matters."
It was as though every molecule in the air had solidified—absolute silence reigned in the hall, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, and the oppressive darkness in the air made it difficult even to breathe.
This was indeed an aura more terrifying than death itself!
Ye Ning bowed her head, feeling as if something were stuck in her chest, causing discomfort. Her slightly bent fingers subconsciously twisted the hem of her dress.
It was at this moment that the man standing opposite her finally spoke, "Fine, from now on, An Ning, you remember, if I, Ou Mucen, help you again, I’ll walk out and get hit by a car!"
She quickly looked up, her blood-drained little face eager to see the man she had been afraid to look at until now.
But in the span of a single sentence, he had already turned around. When she looked up, all she saw was his indifferent gaze, like that of a complete stranger, and nothing but his decisively retreating figure.
Ye Ning’s lips trembled fiercely, and in that instant, boundless panic flooded her heart like a swelling tide, so sudden and swift that she couldn’t adjust to it before her legs uncontrollably started moving.
"Aning, where are you going?"
Just as she was about to chase after him, someone behind her grabbed her. He held on so tightly and with such fear that she could feel his hands trembling.
Ye Ning turned around and saw him, her bloodless lips quivered, and in the end, she stopped.
"Nowhere in particular, I just feel... a bit stifled here and want to go back."
"Want to go back? Okay, I’ll take you back right away!" he said, relieved to hear she wasn’t going after the other man, and without further ado, he led her out of the banquet hall.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the banquet hall had completely calmed down after the girl’s revelation...
"So, you’re saying that girl is not Mr. Lin’s wife, but his disciple?"
"Eh, it’s pretty much the same. To arrange such a big surprise for his disciple, isn’t that like confessing to her?"