Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Mo Jiangye’s nothing more than my family’s lackey, yet you actually like him, you b*tch.”
“X-Xiao Ruo doesn’t like lackeys.”
Lin Jingxuan sneered. Doesn’t like lackeys?
Fancy her having a change of heart when she used to be so fond of me. How ludicrous!
A sinister smile spread across his face once he was done setting up the camera. Later, he would be recording footage of a wondrous time to send to some people — a gift he believed the recipients would like.
Ye Erruo had also given him a memorable gift at his engagement.
He had every intention of exacting revenge on her as he looked at this face. The owner of this face had made a cuckold out of him, so he could not help wanting to trample on it.
“Ye Erruo, how dare you betray me and make a cuckold out of me? I’ll make you regret your actions!”
No one could dream of living well when his life was down in the pits, so how could he let her off easily when she had utterly embarrassed and humiliated him at his engagement?
She should be prepared to face his fury and vengeance for colluding with her husband. She would come back to beg him for forgiveness!
However, even if she did, he would not spare her so easily.
She’d better come up with a way that I will be satisfied with if she wants to seek my forgiveness.
I won’t let that adulterous pair have a happy ending, much less possess what belongs to me and my family. Those who dared rob me of my things and betray me deserve to die!
Beep.
Mo Jiangye’s phone vibrated for a bit during the banquet. At first, he thought that it was a text message from his wife. However, it turned out to be from an anonymous sender. The message contained nothing but an image.
His pupils narrowed into slits the instant he saw it. He magnified it right away.
The face of the woman in the image was one that he could not be more familiar with. The very sight of it made his hands tremble and turned his eyes bloodshot with fury.
His mind snapped!
His head hurt so badly that it felt as though it was about to explode, yet that did not stop him from enlarging the picture. He wanted to find some sort of sign that would prove that the image had been photoshopped and edited, but alas, his search was pointless.
Bam! The man flung his phone away and retreated in incredulity, pain, and anger.
For a moment, the world seemed to be spinning around him, making him unsteady on his feet. He almost fell to the ground as a result.
“Young Master?” asked Bo Yu, who was standing behind him, in alarm.
“Where is she?”
His question stunned him. “Are you referring to Young Madam? She’s at the bar right now.”
“Bring her back!” he yelled.
“Understood.” Sensing that something was up, the subordinate immediately ordered someone to bring the Young Madam back.
No one else but that woman is capable of enraging Young Master to this extent. This means that… she must’ve done something to infuriate him again.
Surely, she didn’t try running away again? This seems unlikely. She has been behaving herself these days, and none of her actions was unusual.
Her relationship with Young Master has been smooth sailing too.
At least, it’s clear that his mood has improved vastly judging from the fact that he no longer flies off the handle on a daily basis.
Eventually, Bo Yu decided to personally go with the bodyguards to bring his Young Madam back.
“Bring her back. Bring her back. Bring her back.”
As Mo Jiangye repeated that sentence endlessly, his eyes were blankly scanning his surroundings in search of something. He had no idea what he was looking for and what was wrong with him, though.
Even though the screen of his phone, which had been flung far away from him, had been smashed, he strode ahead to pick the phone up again.