"Yes, Young Master Ye and Miss Wen are a perfect match. I wonder when we'll hear wedding bells for you two."
Wen Ya blushed at the remark, casting a shy glance at Young Master Ye, which further confirmed everyone's suspicions.
However, the man's sharp, cold gaze swept over the vagrant. Before he could speak, Wen Ya, biting her lip, helplessly explained the whole story. She sighed in the end, "It's not my sister's fault. She was desperate at the time. I can understand."
"Is that so?" The man's voice was thin and cold, with a hint of mockery.
"Yes, Young Master Ye, my sister is a good person at heart."
Wen Ya even spoke up for her half-sister, which truly moved many people.
They all thought she was indeed Wen Shihao's daughter, so kind and gentle!
In contrast, Wen Yan was practically a delinquent!
But Young Master Ye's next words shattered everyone's assumptions.
"I didn't know that the woman I've always protected would fall for this kind of man?"
A declaration of overwhelming dominance, laced with a disdain that seemed to look down upon the world.
It was like a bomb exploding in everyone's ears.
Everyone was shocked.
Young Master Ye... protected someone?
So, Wen Yan and Young Master Ye were that close?
But if that were the case, how could she possibly fall for a vagrant?
"What's going on? Does Young Master Ye like Wen Yan?"
"It seems so. Then what's the deal with this vagrant?"
"Did you guys notice Wen Yan was refuting him all along?"
Someone said this, and then everyone fell silent.
Wen Ya's face turned pale.
At this point, anyone with a brain understood what was happening.
Wen Shihao's normally gentle voice suddenly turned sharp, "Do you even know my daughter?"
The vagrant was startled and tried to play dumb, "Of course I know her, three years ago..."
A gaze as sharp as a blade flashed across the vagrant. He felt a chill and couldn't speak. Young Master Ye walked towards him slowly and asked more directly, "Who sent you to frame Wen Yan?"
In the crowd, Sun Liyan's fingernails dug into her palm.
Her mind was in a daze. What was happening?
How could Young Master Ye be involved with Wen Yan? Her plan was completely ruined.
The vagrant subconsciously glanced at Sun Liyan. In just a second, Young Master Ye had already locked his gaze. He walked over with a bloodthirsty, wicked smile, grabbed Sun Liyan, and threw her forcefully to the ground:
"Oh, so it's this little rat."
The man's casual tone was terrifying.
Sun Liyan's scalp tingled. She cried out in fear, "Young Master Ye, it wasn't me! How could I possibly do something like that?"
"Do you think I'm blind? Do you admit it yourself, or should I help you admit it?" The man's hand brushed across her face.
Sun Liyan trembled all over.
The man's cruel, bloodthirsty aura terrified her to the point of mental blankness.
This man was Satan!
Under the immense pressure, she had no choice. "I'm sorry, Young Master Ye, I just wanted to play a joke..." Before she could finish, her head slammed violently onto the floor with a "bang" that made everyone's hearts leap.
A bloodstain appeared on Sun Liyan's forehead, and she lost consciousness.
Young Master Ye seemed to find it dirty. He stood up, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his hands. Then he looked at the Wen family.
Wen Ya felt a chill run down her spine and instinctively took a step back. Wen Shihao's face was filled with anger, "Take this vagrant away! How dare he slander my Wen family's daughter? I will never forgive him!"
Then, he looked at Wen Yan with concern, "Yan Yan, you have a connection with Young Master Ye, why didn't you tell your father earlier? Father was so worried just now. Fortunately, Young Master Ye has been taking care of you."
His change of attitude was swift, quickly whitewashing his earlier actions.
Before Wen Yan could speak, Young Master Ye looked at Wen Shihao with a half-smile, "If Mr. Wen truly believed his daughter, he wouldn't have pushed Wen Yan into such an awkward situation, ruining her reputation!"
Such bold words!
Not to mention the guests, even Wen Yan was shocked, looking at Young Master Ye.
Although Young Master Ye's status in Haicheng was comparable to Wen Shihao's, Wen Shihao was a native of Haicheng for many years and had built countless orphanages, earning him the affection of thousands.
These words were truly disrespectful to Wen Shihao.
A flicker of something crossed Wen Yan's almond-shaped eyes.
However, Wen Shihao did not get angry. "You're right, it's all my fault. Yan Yan, Father apologizes to you. And it's fortunate that Young Master Ye is protecting you. Young Master Ye, thank you for taking care of my daughter all this time."
His sincere speech was impeccable.
"Mr. Wen, there's no need to apologize. Young Master Ye, you were indeed a bit hasty just now, but under those circumstances, Mr. Wen did very well and didn't blame Wen Yan."
Someone in the crowd couldn't stand it and spoke up for him.
Young Master Ye let out a few cold laughs. "Then Mr. Wen is truly a good father. I'm tired. Wen Yan, help me upstairs to rest."
Tired already? Who would believe that? He was clearly not giving Mr. Wen face. After seeing him leave, the guests couldn't help but say, "Young Master Ye's actions have become increasingly arrogant lately. He even dares to speak to Mr. Wen like that. It's truly excessive."
"It's alright, he's just concerned about my daughter. I'm happy about it," Wen Shihao maintained a magnanimous and gentle demeanor.
Everyone was filled with admiration.
There was a lounge upstairs.
Wen Yan followed Young Master Ye in but stopped at the doorway.
"What's wrong? Come in," Young Master Ye sat on the sofa, his long legs casually crossed.
Wen Yan stared at him, "Who are you?"
The man smiled.
"I'm your man, who else could I be?"
"Don't lie to me, I know you're not."
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He chuckled, "Am I not a good enough actor?"
He actually admitted it. Wen Yan became even more nervous, "Who are you? Why are you impersonating my husband?"
"You tell me first, how did you know I wasn't the real person?" he asked, looking at her with interest.
"You spoke too recklessly just now. Although Young Master Ye holds a high position, the higher one's position, the less likely they are to be completely unrestrained, especially towards someone like Wen Shihao."
Wen Yan continued, "Also, when you hit Sun Liyan just now, Young Master Ye would never deign to lay hands on a woman."
The man burst into laughter.
Wen Yan stared at him. After a few minutes, the man finally stopped laughing, his eyes now tinged with coldness. "It seems my elder brother's wife is truly no ordinary person."
Elder brother?
Wen Yan instantly guessed, but couldn't quite believe it.
"Quite cute," the man said, walking closer step by step.
Wen Yan instinctively retreated, her eyes wary, "What do you want?"
"Have you seen this?" The man took out a photo. The photo showed a black gift box with a password, marked with a capital C.
Wen Yan shook her head.
The man observed her face for a long time before retracting his gaze and chuckling, "Alright."
"If you haven't seen it, then so be it. I came this time purely to meet my good sister-in-law. Now that I've met you, I hope we'll meet again!" The man chuckled, suddenly turned, and rushed towards the balcony, his figure quickly disappearing over the railing.
Wen Yan was startled, then remembered they were on the second floor.
The man landed, got into a car parked in the corner, and quickly disappeared down the road.
He took out his phone and made a call, "Leng Xunze hasn't obtained the item yet. Keep searching!"
He looked out at the moonlight, his eyes as cold as a blade's edge.
He had to get this item before Leng Xunze!
The fake "Young Master Ye" left, but Wen Yan didn't. Instead, she went to find Wen Shihao.