Ye Tingjun missing was nothing surprising. He always appeared and disappeared suddenly. He was rarely seen, and most people had no idea how he looked.
However, Ye Yifan was pretty much a social butterfly, and many people knew him. Ye Ling was the eldest son of the eldest son in the Ye Family. It was rare that he was nowhere to be seen.
Most of the people who came today were here to see Ye Ling. During the New Year’s Dinner in past years, the Ye Old Lady would usually bring the people from the second son’s family to host the dinner. This year, most people came in hopes of seeing Ye Ling.
The butler walked over to Ye Old Lady and said, “Old Mistress, Master and Third Master have returned.”
Everyone looked towards the door in anticipation.
Ye Old Lady revealed a warm smile, and Lu Mengxi, who was sitting beside her, was really excited. She held onto the old lady as if she was the wife of a master in the Ye Family. She looked at the door in anticipation.
Ye Ling entered first. There were tiny bits of snow on him, but he looked cool. His refined facial features made him look like an ice carving—a well-carved ice statue. He removed his coat, and the servants came over to take them. His slender self was wrapped under a tight-fitting custom-made suit, making him seem full of life and very charismatic. There was a camellia on his collar that made him look a little flirtatious. It made the Ye Ling who gave off a strong sense of security seem unusually enchanting.
Everyone had their eyes on him. The eldest son of the Ye Family was indeed charming and good-looking. Back then, a lot of ladies were crazy over him. Even the sons that the eldest son gave birth to were just as charming and enchanting. Ye Ling was the most charming one. He was cool, high-born, and exceptionally enchanting.
The single ladies were all enchanted by him. Ye Ling slanted his body slightly as if waiting for someone. There was a gentle look in his eyes. Then, a beautiful Shen Qianshu entered the hall slowly. She was in a long pink dress and a white vest. The furry white vest made her little palm-sized face look even more beautiful. Her eyes were clear and soft. Her teeth were pearly white, and her lips were red. Pure and beautiful. Her brows made her seem delicate, and the expression in her eyes made her seem smart. She looked full of strength yet soft and delicate.
Ye Ling lowered his head to ask her something, and Shen Qianshu shook her head smilingly. They seemed really compatible and gentle. With the beauty standing beside Ye Ling, it made Ye Ling seem even more unique. The two’s compatibility made each other seem even more amazing. After walking in, Shen Qianshu looked around in the glorious place, and the entire hall was dead silent.
“Isn’t that Shen Qianshu?” Some people were shocked while some were surprised.
“Gosh, it is Shen Qianshu! Does she really have something on with Ye Ling?”
“The Lu Family had said before that the Ye Family has the intention to make Lu Mengxi their eldest daughter-in-law. Isn’t it a big slap on the face for Ye Ling to bring Shen Qianshu here?”
“Isn’t Shen Qianshu shipped with Ye Yifan? Why is she with Ye Ling?”
“To be honest, they look freaking pleasing to the eyes when they stand together! They are the greatest representation of the best-looking man and woman in our nation!”
“Shen Qianshu is really clever. She could make Ye Yifan cling onto her, and now, she has even gotten Ye Ling.”
“Rich people’s world sure is messy!”
Li Zhiyuan’s feelings seemed hard to decipher from his eyes. He smiled and said, “Couldn’t it be that Ye Ling had used Ye Yifan as his scapegoat? Qianshu has never confessed to the rumors regarding Ye Yifan and her, and Ye Yifan has always been trying to please Tong Hua. Perhaps he was trying to please his little nephew?”
Everyone was so busy gossiping that they had not noticed that CEO Li was here. They felt awkward after the sudden realizations.
After all, it was no secret that CEO Li and Ye Yifan disliked each other and that they both liked Shen Qianshu.
But Li Zhiyuan did not find this awkward in the slightest bit.
Qianshu…
Lu Mengxi sank. Her face was burning from the heat.