Chapter 330: 330: Storm in the City_1

“I thought, the reason why you wanted to keep Ye Qilan’s child was because you loved Ye Qilan. Isn’t that the case?”

Su Hongxing shook her head and smiled bitterly: “I don’t love anyone now, I just want to safely have this child.”

She wanted to leave Taicheng, all by herself.

Her younger sister, Liu Qingyin’s arrival was too suspicious, she always kept her guard up around Qingyin.

Seeing that Su Hongxing wasn’t interested in conversing much, Liu Qingyin did not persist.

In the afternoon, when Beichuan came home, he immediately had Su Hongxing change into a set of black formal wear. Later, a stylist came over to do her hair.

Su Hongxing allowed Beichuan to fuss over her, and Beichuan was quite satisfied to see her being obedient.

When Su Hongxing was all dressed up and standing in front of him, Beichuan walked her around and chuckled: “Nice!”

Even though she couldn’t really compare to his previous female companions, some sprucing up made her look much better than those unsightly photos circulating online.

The whole world was waiting to make fun of him, Beichuan. But he was determined to show the world just how lovey-dovey he and Su Hongxing were, and that included Ye Qilan…

“Sir, this is an invitation to a dinner party sent by Young Master Bei.”

Age handed the invitation to Ye Qilan.

Ye Qilan did not take it and said, “I am busy, reject the invite.”

Age saw that Ye Qilan was completely engrossed in his work and still in the office at this hour, he was a bit concerned.

Recently, Ye Qilan’s mood had become more and more unpredictable, he was as cold as an ice block, lacking any sign of life, Age thought it had a lot to do with Su Hongxing’s departure.

He deliberately left an evening paper on the table and then left.

Half an hour later, with an achy back and neck, Ye Qilan stretched, about to get up and move about when he saw a woman’s face on the newspaper.

His deep eyes narrowed as he picked up the newspaper and skimmed through it, a frown appearing between his brows.

Ditched him to eagerly marry Beichuan and even stirred up such a fuss about it, Su Hongxing really had nerve.

He picked up the invitation again and noticed the familiar handwriting. It was personally written by Beichuan, saying it was to preheat for the wedding ceremony and asked him to make time to attend the dinner party.

When Age came back in, he saw Ye Qilan staring blankly at the invitation.

He approached and handed an anonymous letter to Ye Qilan, “This is a letter sent by the courier, they said it was to be personally handed over to you.”

Ye Qilan took the letter and opened it to read.

Age noticed something was off with Ye Qilan’s expression and leaned over to take a glance, feeling a bit stunned after seeing the content of the anonymous letter.

The letter contained a simple sentence – advising Ye Qilan to attend the banquet tonight, or he would regret it for the rest of his life.

“Don’t you think it’s interesting? The person even knows that I am at the Red House today, and timed it to send it over,” said Ye Qilan as he walked over to the window. “I’m afraid they’ve completely figured out my background.”

“Impossible! So far, no outsider knows that you are the hidden boss behind Lugang Industry,” Age blurted out.

On the surface, Ye Qilan seemed to be shunted aside by the old Ye, seemingly idle, but in reality, Ye Qilan was very busy.

Ye Qilan’s ambition was great, and he didn’t trust the Ye Family much.

As far back as ten years ago, he had privately established his own company.

Over the years, Ye Qilan was the surface heir of the Ye Family, but in fact, he had his own company and network.

The Red House was Ye Qilan’s regular office location.

More than once, Ye Qilan told Age that the Ye family was not reliable, and time proved Ye Qilan right.