Chapter 1885: Chapter 1885: It’s Not Your Place to Threaten Me
"Mr. Yu, you know, my dad really admires you. He has always hoped for us to have further connections..."
Yang Meilan spoke with a hint of suggestion, her gaze firmly locked on Yu Xiuzhun’s charming face.
A slight blush appeared on her face.
"I also admire Mr. Yang’s abilities, but I think Miss Yang misunderstood. This has nothing to do with you." Yu Xiuzhun took a drag of his cigarette, stood up, walked up to Yang Meilan, and exhaled the smoke towards her face.
"Cough, cough—"
Yang Meilan coughed uncomfortably, looking at him somewhat bewildered.
She didn’t understand what Yu Xiuzhun meant by that statement.
"Can’t understand?" Yu Xiuzhun’s wicked eyebrows slightly raised, and he laughed coldly.
"I did consider whether to date you, but I never remember having any fiancée. Miss Yang, please be more reserved next time you daydream, and don’t spread nonsense everywhere. It troubles me."
"Was it Ye Mingmei who complained to you?" Yang Meilan’s hands on her knees clenched slightly, gripping her skirt tightly.
She felt somewhat embarrassed by Yu Xiuzhun’s sarcasm but dared not react.
"Does it matter who said it?"
Yu Xiuzhun collected his gaze, strode over to the sofa, sat down with his legs elegantly crossed, and raised his eyebrows at Yang Meilan.
"We’re all adults; dating and relationships are normal. I don’t remember promising anything to Mr. Yang, not to mention I haven’t even touched a single hair of yours. If Miss Yang is so eager for me to take responsibility, you might want to first try getting into my bed."
"..."
"Here, why don’t you go up now and see who owns that place? Next time you speak, you’ll know who you can mess with and who you better not even touch!"
Yu Xiuzhun lifted his chin slightly, exuding an air of superiority and arrogance.
"You should be glad she slapped you. If you had touched even a single hair of hers, I would have chopped off your hand!"
"... Don’t you want the cooperation deal with the Yang family?" Yang Meilan bit her lip hard, her face turning bright red from being held back.
She couldn’t articulate her embarrassment.
"If I call you stupid, it seems you’ve really lost your mind. My Yu family is one of the top three families, and I, Yu Xiuzhun, don’t need a trivial Yang family to establish my foothold. In my eyes, both the Yang family and you are worthless and have no place to threaten me."
"Mr. Yu..."
"Get out!" Yu Xiuzhun coldly parted his lips.
His wicked eyes gleamed with a sharp light.
Yang Meilan was utterly flustered.
Standing there awkwardly, she bit her lip tightly.
Seeing the butler approach her, "Miss Yang, please leave first."
"..."
Yang Meilan turned her head to glance at Yu Xiuzhun, who was completely ignoring her, stomped her foot, and quickly left the Yu family’s villa.
"Mr. Yu, Mr. Yang is not an ordinary person. Treating his precious daughter like this, he might retaliate. If he joins forces with Dan Hanjie at this moment, the Yu family will be besieged on both sides..."
The butler’s persuasion was cut short by a harsh glare from Yu Xiuzhun, and he awkwardly stopped.
He stood respectfully to the side.
...
Ye Mingmei had a very deep sleep.
In a daze, she seemed to hear someone talking near her ear, but she just couldn’t make it out.
Wanting to open her eyes, her head felt too heavy and uncontrollable.
By the time she woke up, it was already evening.
She rolled around a few times with the quilt, her mind finally starting to function.
As soon as she saw the unfamiliar room, she immediately sprang up holding the pillow.
"This is not my room..."
