Ye Ming turned his head and saw Nangong Qianyu staring at him with gritted teeth.
"Don't misunderstand! I was thinking about other things," Ye Ming quickly explained.
"Hmph!"
Nangong Qianyu stared intently at Ye Ming, her eyes full of vigilance, and asked, "What did she say to you at the end?"
"Ah! This..."
Ye Ming's intuition told him that he absolutely could not say the words "Zui Hong Chen". Otherwise, he would absolutely not be able to bear the consequences.
"Do you really want to hear it?" Ye Ming immediately put on a look of embarrassment and said.
"If you dare to lie to me, you're dead!"
Nangong Qianyu had already prepared a starting stance, seemingly ready to attack at any moment.
"Alright!" Ye Ming waved his hand and said helplessly, "She said that if she didn't leave, she was afraid of overturning someone's vinegar jar."
Someone?
Vinegar jar?
These words were practically naming names.
After Ye Ming finished speaking, before Nangong Qianyu could react, he slipped away first.
The next second, as Ye Ming had predicted, someone's little temper was ignited.
Watching the two chase each other, Fang Junxue shook her head with a hint of helplessness:
"They are truly a pair of bickering lovers."
...
In a certain villa, a woman wrapped in a bath towel was emerging from the bathroom.
The bright white light shone on her snow-white skin, reflecting a pure white radiance that seemed to further enhance the brightness of the room, making her radiant.
The woman was about 1.7 meters tall. Her tall figure, coupled with her pretty face and well-proportioned body curves, was definitely enough to give men some restless thoughts.
Her name was Chen Xin, the CEO of Qianxue Meiyan.
As soon as she came out, she saw a man in his mid-twenties, with his legs crossed and resting on the coffee table in front of him.
"Why are you here?"
The moment she saw the man, Chen Xin's face beamed with a joyous smile, completely unconcerned about whether her graceful figure was exposed to his eyes.
The man spread his arms, signaling her to sit on his lap.
Chen Xin hesitated not at all. Despite wearing only a thin bath towel, she directly sat on the man's lap.
She even eagerly kissed the man's face.
"Hahaha! You truly are a troublesome little vixen!"
The man put his arm around Chen Xin's slender waist and also patted her perky buttocks.
It was elastic and firm.
"Naughty!" Chen Xin playfully punched the man's chest with a hint of shyness.
Seeing the woman in front of him looking as if she were about to burst into bloom, the man clearly couldn't resist. He had already extended his "devil's claws" to explore beneath the bath towel.
After all, he hadn't come this time just to have a good "meal."
But just as the two were getting lost in the moment, a series of phone ringtones interrupted the hazy scene.
"Hmm! Wait a moment!"
Chen Xin picked up her phone and looked at it. The infatuation in her eyes had faded considerably. She quickly stopped the man's intrusive hands.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing the beautiful woman in his arms' expression change slightly, the man also stopped.
The reason for Chen Xin's expression was that the phone number that had called was one she had specifically instructed.
Once this number called, it signaled that something big was happening.
"Hello!"
...
Three minutes later, Chen Xin hung up the phone with a pale face and unconcealed fear in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" the man beside her asked urgently.
"The matter of sending people to monitor Fang Junxue has been exposed," Chen Xin said, her face ashen.
"What?"
This short sentence not only frightened Chen Xin but also unsettled the man beside her.
That's right, the other end of the phone call was Yang Miao, who had been monitoring Fang Junxue.
And he had naturally relayed the message Ye Ming had asked him to deliver.
"How could it be exposed?" The man's emotions were very unstable.
It seemed he was also an insider.
Chen Xin then told the man the content of the phone call.
After a moment of silence, both of them calmed down.
"Since the matter is exposed, let's just lay all our cards on the table!" The man sighed, and then a hint of ruthlessness and decisiveness appeared in his eyes. "I hope she doesn't blame me! It's her fault for being born into this family!"
Hearing this, Chen Xin's initially flustered emotions also calmed down.
Because only she knew that the person who had ordered her to send people to monitor Fang Junxue was the man in front of her.
As for the message Yang Miao had conveyed, she naturally didn't care about it anymore.
Since they were going to lay all their cards on the table, why not all tear their faces apart?
And coincidentally, this man in front of her shared the same surname as Fang Junxue.
Both surnamed Fang!
His name was Qian Han!
...
By the time Ye Ming and his group returned, it was already close to midnight.
After the unpleasant memories brought by He Yueming, to change their mood, Nangong Qianyu dragged the two of them around for another two hours before they headed back.
"Ye Ming, tomorrow is my grandfather's sixtieth birthday. Are you ready?"
Nangong Qianyu lay on the sofa lazily, completely disregarding her image.
Fang Junxue had gone upstairs to wash and rest as soon as she returned.
It seemed that after not having engaged in long-term activities for a while, she was tired today.
"Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy Grandpa!" Ye Ming said with a smile.
Good heavens!
He's calling her grandfather before even meeting the parents.
Nangong Qianyu knew Ye Ming's character well and couldn't be bothered to argue with him.
"Hmph! If you dare to say anything out of line tomorrow, I won't spare you." As she spoke, she waved her delicate fist from time to time as a warning.
After giving her instructions, Nangong Qianyu also returned to her room.
"This girl!" Ye Ming smiled and shook his head.
Then he sat alone on the sofa, recalling the events of the day.
He still hadn't told Fang Junxue that Chen Xin had sent Yang Miao to monitor her.
After all, it wouldn't be easy for anyone to deal with a traitor in their own company.
"She'll have to know sooner or later!"
After thinking for a moment, Ye Ming walked towards Fang Junxue's room.
...
In a certain school dormitory, a boy under eighteen was sitting cross-legged on his bed.
At this moment, he seemed to be adjusting his breathing according to some frequency. After two or three cycles, he exhaled a long, stale breath.
"I didn't expect Teacher Ye's breathing cultivation method to be so effective. It actually relieved my shortness of breath. If I continue to practice it long-term, wouldn't it be..."
"Old Zhang! Old Yang! Hurry up, I have something great to share with you,"
"Grandson, you're seriously ill. In the middle of the night..."
"Who's disturbing my sweet dream!"
...
In a solitary apartment, a woman in her early twenties was adjusting her breathing. After reaching a certain balance, she actually performed a set of slightly peculiar movements.
After two or three minutes, her entire skin seemed to be nourished, suddenly becoming radiant, fair, and delicate.
However, a layer of fine dirt appeared on the surface of her skin.
"My heavens! This actually has the effect of detoxification and beauty!" the woman exclaimed repeatedly.
After she finished bathing, she immediately picked up her phone and posted on Moments, titled "Shocking! The method taught by Teacher Ye can actually detoxify and beautify!"
She also included a selfie of herself.
...
On this same day, similar incidents continued to unfold.
Gradually, the name of Teacher Ye began to sweep across the internet.