Miss Ye, You've Grown Up

Is that you, Jiang Che?

Ye Mengyao was holding back tears, her lips tightly pressed together, her watery eyes filled with innocence.

Jiang Che glanced sideways at Ye Mengyao, his heart full of complaints.

Bai Jie, that woman, is really ruthless. How much medicine did she give her?

Is this the viciousness of a woman's heart?

So bad, but luckily I'm the villain, so I have no morals to speak of!

"Jiang Che, can I hug you?"

Jiang Che didn't respond, but given Ye Mengyao's current state, even if he had said something, she probably wouldn't have been able to hear it.

"Jiang Che, I was wrong. I shouldn't have called you a slacker before, and I shouldn't have looked down on you. I realize now that I really like you."

"Don't leave, don't stop liking me, please. I'm begging you."

Ye Mengyao mumbled some incoherent words in her hazy state.

Jiang Che glanced around, then picked Ye Mengyao up by the waist, unable to hold back any longer.

He headed towards the nearest elevator, planning to go straight to the top floor.

Before leaving, Jiang Che looked towards a corner near the staircase.

A 'cleaning aunt' in a janitor's uniform with long hair was glaring furiously at him.

Clearly, this was Lin Yu, whom Jiang Che recognized immediately, but he didn't bother to avoid anything.

After all... what can you do if I let you see me take Ye Mengyao away openly?

"Jiang Che, did you drug Ye Mengyao? Where are you taking her?"

Lin Yu shouted angrily.

Jiang Che naturally couldn't be bothered to explain anything, and directly boarded the elevator. Before closing the door, he mouthed a word to him.

"Idiot!"

Lin Yu was furious, but he was utterly powerless.

He was well aware that he couldn't beat Jiang Che, so he could only watch as he took Ye Mengyao away.

"Ah!!!"

Lin Yu, in his extreme anger, became even angrier.

Lin Yu was so anxious he felt like an ant on a hot pan.

Damn it!

What would happen between Ye Mengyao, who was drugged, and Jiang Che... did anyone even need to think about it?

He was a divine traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and even though Ye Mengyao and Yu Wan'er had been close to Jiang Che before... he wasn't afraid!

Because he had determined that both women were still virgins, so the green hat hadn't been firmly placed yet.

But now... if he didn't take decisive action, the green hat would definitely be permanently stuck on his head.

Without thinking further, he barged into the banquet.

"Ye Changkong, Jiang Che drugged and took away your daughter, Ye Mengyao!"

Lin Yu's words drew everyone's attention, and all eyes turned to him.

A man in a janitor's uniform, holding a mop, and wearing a wig...

Ye Changkong's gaze sharpened instantly.

Which bastard dares to spread rumors?

After looking at Lin Yu, he felt a sense of familiarity, and it took him a long time to recognize him.

This was the useless bodyguard he had hired for his daughter before.

And he dared to show up here?

"What are you talking nonsense for! Today is my daughter's birthday banquet. Are you trying to tarnish my daughter's reputation and purity?"

Ye Changkong was extremely angry.

Lin Yu quickly continued, "Look around, is there any sign of Ye Mengyao and Jiang Che? I just saw Jiang Che carrying Ye Mengyao away. He drugged her with aphrodisiacs."

This statement caused an uproar, and even Jiang Yuan and Jiang Yunli, who were sitting down, couldn't stay calm anymore, as Jiang Che seemed to have indeed left.

"You little brat, don't you dare slander my son! My son is not that kind of person."

Jiang Yunli sternly rebuked, determined to stand up for her son.

Among the most shocked people in the venue... was Bai Jie, who had drugged Ye Mengyao.

Her head was buzzing, and she almost fell to the ground.

How could it be... how could Ye Mengyao have run into Jiang Che?

Then they must have already...

Bai Jie's heart ached, why???

But now... the situation seemed unfavorable for Jiang Che, and she had to step forward.

So she did.

"It was me. I just toasted Ye Mengyao with a glass of wine earlier. Maybe she got drunk, so she left early."

Bai Jie's words immediately eased the tense atmosphere.

She gave everyone a way out.

Ye Changkong and his wife naturally didn't say much. Even if Ye Mengyao had really had a relationship with Jiang Che, what could they do?

They would be more than happy about it!

But Lin Yu was very stubborn and continued to speak.

"You're lying. I saw it with my own eyes. You can check the surveillance. Jiang Che and Ye Mengyao were clearly..."

"Enough!!!" Ye Changkong shouted angrily.

"Security? Where did this madman come from? Get him out of here!"

Lin Yu was furious.

"Damn it, Ye Changkong, your daughter is about to be slept with by another man, and you're still pretending to be dead?"

"You people... blind! Do you know Ye Mengyao will hate you to death when she wakes up?"

Lin Yu kept shouting, but soon he was dragged out by the security guards.

Facing a dozen well-trained security guards with electric batons, even as a hidden strength expert, he felt a bit uneasy.

Ye Changkong's expression softened a bit, then he raised his glass and addressed the guests.

"This man is called Lin Yu, a madman. Miss Bai from the Bai family is right; my daughter couldn't hold her liquor and got drunk earlier."

Ye Changkong's words indeed dispelled the guests' doubts.

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