Ye Chen's expression remained calm. "This is how I operate. My rules are the rules."
Xu Mu sneered inwardly. The Dragon King truly was domineering.
His life had indeed been too smooth. Even after arriving in Dragon Country, he continued bulldozing through everything unchallenged.
He could disrespect others freely, but who dared disrespect him? Anyone who tried would inevitably face punishment.
It wasn't until the mid-phase of the story that any real crisis emerged.
"I summoned you here to make one thing clear—take good care of Ye Tong and Ye Yu. Their lives are worth more than your entire Xu family. If you dare upset Ye Tong, death will be the least of your worries."
Ye Chen's indifferent gaze bore into Xu Mu as he spoke, lightly resting his hand on the table.
Buzz!
The plates and bowls on the table bounced up before settling back into perfect alignment.
Only when Ye Chen stood did they shatter instantly.
Crack!
Uneaten food and spilled soup splattered across the floor.
"Of course I'll look after my own family," Xu Mu replied flatly. "Aren’t you going to see them?"
"Whether I go or not is none of your concern."
With that, Ye Chen strode out. He glanced at Meng Wanyue, who stood nearby. "Protect Ye Tong."
"Yes!" Meng Wanyue nodded.
"What about Ye Yu? No protection for her?" Xu Mu called after him.
But Ye Chen didn’t respond, leading his entourage away without another word.
"Don’t forget to pay for the dishes!" Xu Mu reminded.
Only after they had left did Meng Wanyue approach Xu Mu. "President Xu, are you alright?"
"You were standing right there. What could’ve happened?" Xu Mu smirked. "Still, this Dragon King really is something else."
"That’s just how he is!" Meng Wanyue said bitterly. "President Xu, you’re practically his benefactor, and yet he treats you with such disdain. Disgusting!"
Hearing this, Xu Mu couldn’t help but chuckle. "Let’s go."
Meng Wanyue nodded.
...
The two stepped outside the restaurant.
Xu Mu hailed a taxi.
Inside the car, he noticed Meng Wanyue lost in thought and asked curiously, "What’s on your mind?"
"I was wondering why the Dragon King only ordered me to protect Sister Ye Tong," she mused, puzzled.
Xu Mu smiled faintly—he had a rough idea why.
According to the plot, back when Ye Chen was with the Ye family, he had been withdrawn and taciturn.
The lively Ye Yu would often tease him.
Their personalities clashed, and they despised each other.
As for Ye Tong, she had been Ye Chen’s childhood idol.
The moment he discovered he was merely an adopted son of the Ye family, he rushed back to Jiang City.
He delivered the news to Ye Tong first.
To win her over and ease his own turmoil, he went to great lengths.
Eventually, with Ye Tong’s help, the rift between him and Ye Yu faded.
But in the original storyline, once Ye Chen learned he and Ye Tong weren’t blood-related, the antagonist Xu Mu’s ashes were scattered to the wind.
That was why he had so many interactions with Ye Tong.
Now, things were different. Xu Mu was alive, and his bond with Ye Tong was stronger.
If Ye Chen thought he could steal his woman, he was dreaming.
Still, Xu Mu knew strength was essential. Only by being formidable himself could he protect those close to him.
...
Jiang City High School.
A Range Rover sat parked by the roadside outside the school gates.
Ye Chen sat in the back seat, watching the entrance through the window.
It was dismissal time. Suddenly, his eyes sharpened—amid the crowd, he spotted a woman.
That person was none other than Ye Yu.
Ye Yu was pushing her electric scooter, and beside her stood a uniformed woman with a single ponytail.
She was Mu Qingying.
Her presence made every man in the vicinity unconsciously glance at her chest.
For these students, a woman like her was an irresistible attraction.
Ye Chen’s gaze was fixed on Mu Qingying, and he couldn’t help but marvel inwardly—this woman was stunning.
What he loved most were women who radiated vitality and health.
A woman’s defining features should be unmistakable.
However, his return had one primary purpose: to investigate the downfall of the Ye family.
Romance was the last thing on his mind right now.
"Dragon King, should I call Ye Yu over to the car?"
Xiao Ran, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around with a smile.
"No need. Judging by her expression, she’s doing just fine," Ye Chen replied before addressing the driver, "Let’s go."
---
Xu Mu and Meng Wanyue had already returned to the villa.
Once in the living room, Xu Mu pulled Meng Wanyue down to sit beside him.
Meng Wanyue let out a quiet sigh of relief—she hadn’t even had to voice her stance before the Dragon King had assigned her to protect Ye Tong.
Ye Tong was Xu Mu’s wife, and protecting her meant she could stay close to Xu Mu indefinitely.
Meanwhile, Xu Mu slumped onto the sofa. Ye Chen’s summons had only one purpose:
To remind him—forcefully—that Ye Tong and Ye Yu weren’t alone in this world.
They had someone powerful backing them.
Just then, the roar of a sports car reached his ears.
Through his heightened senses, he recognized it as Ye Tong returning from work.
Moments later, Ye Tong walked in, handbag in tow. Spotting Xu Mu and Meng Wanyue, she smiled.
"Wanyue, you’re here too."
As she spoke, she set her bag and keys on the side table.
"Sister Ye."
Meng Wanyue immediately stood up, anxious not to give the wrong impression.
"Please, sit."
Ye Tong walked over with a warm smile, glancing at Xu Mu. "You’re home early today."
Xu Mu gave a slight nod, debating whether to tell her about Ye Chen’s visit.
"President Xu, Sister Ye, I should head out if there’s nothing else," Meng Wanyue said with a faint smile.
"Stay for dinner," Ye Tong offered.
"No, no, I couldn’t."
Meng Wanyue waved her hands hastily and turned to leave.
"I’ll walk you out!"
Xu Mu stood up to follow.
Ye Tong joined him. "I’ll come too. Ye Yu isn’t back from school yet anyway."
Meng Wanyue didn’t refuse this time, simply nodding with a smile.
The two of them escorted Meng Wanyue to the neighborhood gate when Xu Mu suddenly felt eyes on him.
He sharpened his senses—only to spot Ye Chen and Xiao Ran observing them from a Range Rover in the distance.
After seeing Meng Wanyue off, Xu Mu took Ye Tong’s hand.
The sudden contact brought a flush to Ye Tong’s cheeks.
From the car, Ye Chen watched, but instead of satisfaction, an inexplicable irritation rose in him.
It felt like watching a precious flower being trampled by a boar.
From childhood, Ye Tong’s gentle kindness had been etched into his heart.
She was the epitome of his ideal wife.
In his youth, she had even been the muse of his fantasies.
Now, seeing her so intimate with another man filled him with displeasure.
Yet there was nothing he could do—Ye Tong was his sister.
During his years abroad, he’d often wished she wasn’t his parents’ biological daughter.
If only she weren’t, he would have made her his woman.
Whoever dares to gossip, he’ll kill them.
"Let’s go."
Ye Chen had no intention of seeing Ye Tong. Watching her and Xu Mu being so intimate over there made him uncomfortable.
But he couldn’t just kill Xu Mu, so it was better to leave and spare himself the irritation.
"Yes."
The driver started the car and drove away.
Through his heightened senses, Xu Mu noticed Ye Chen’s departure and finally took Ye Tong’s hand, ready to head back.
Just then, a black Mercedes S-Class pulled up in front of Xu Mu.
The window rolled down, revealing the cold, elegant face of Xu Ningbing.
Both Xu Mu and Ye Tong were startled—what was Xu Ningbing doing here?
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
