Chapter 29: Leave Immediately!
Su Che's voice was calm yet firm, perfectly audible to everyone in the room.
"Oh, the nerve!"
Xia Qingxue bit her lip, throwing him a sharp glare. "I hope you realize something: without my husband, you wouldn't even be in this private box."
After finishing, she no longer paid him any attention, casually taking a seat, lifting a teacup from the table, and sipping quietly.
Xiao Ruoyu, standing beside her, frowned at Ye Fan's ignorant remarks and snapped, "Young Master Ye, watch your words. Qingxue is right; without Su Chen, none of us would be sitting here."
In that moment, Xiao Ruoyu saw through Ye Fan's arrogance, and her heart filled with even more discontent. She realized they were worlds apart.
'I can't believe I didn't appreciate my blessings back then.'
Looking around at the lavish decor of the "Hai" box, Xia Qingxue's eyes grew misty with regret. She remembered how Su Chen had always treated her far better than she deserved, even before now.
And today was no exception. He hadn't even mentioned this arrangement to her beforehand, yet he'd set up this entire event to take care of her.
Not only that, but Su Chen had sent her a fortune in spirit stones that morning, saying it was her spending money for the auction. He told her to buy whatever she wanted without a second thought, and if a billion top-tier spirit stones weren't enough, she was free to ask for more.
This was the second time Su Chen had expressed his genuine feelings for her. How could she let him down now?
Seeing Xia Qingxue's tears, Xiao Ruoyu wrapped an arm around her, comforting her with a soft smile. "Qingxue, no matter what happened before, you're together with Su Chen now. It proves he holds a place for you in his heart."
Xiao Ruoyu had always been attentive to the ups and downs between Qingxue and Su Chen, and now that her dear friend had found happiness, she couldn't help but feel relieved and happy for her.
"What? Su Chen is her husband? They're married?"
Ye Fan's face contorted in shock and fury. "I see now. No wonder you've been targeting me this whole time. You two are married."
"Yes and no."
Qingxue drew back her gaze, a hint of playful mischief flashing in her eyes as she replied, clearly intending to tease him further.
"Oh? What do you mean by that?" Ye Fan raised a brow, confused.
"I am only the young master's concubine," Xia Qingxue declared with pride. "I had to beg on my knees to even be accepted by him. Only because I pitied myself did he take me in as his woman."
Her voice held a note of happiness, as if being Su Chen's woman was the highest honor imaginable.
She seemed entirely oblivious to Ye Fan's face darkening at her words, his hands clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked.
Crack! Crack!
Ye Fan's fists tightened as his face twisted in jealousy, his mind swirling with images of Su Chen and Xia Qingxue together. Rage boiled within him.
'Why? Why is Xia Qingxue, with her precious Yin Physique, also Su Chen's woman?'
And to think she had offered herself to him willingly.
'WHY?'
'I am the chosen one, the son of fortune. Why would the heavens deal me this hand? I won't stand for it, and I refuse to believe it.'
'I, Ye Fan, am stronger than Su Chen in every way.'
'Su Chen is nothing more than a mortal—a mere insect incapable of cultivation. So how could he possess such fortune and be surrounded by such remarkable women. They should belong to me, the true son of fortune.'
'I will take them all from him.'
Jealousy and resentment consumed him, his heart filled with a venomous desire to kill Su Chen. He nearly succumbed to the madness boiling within, but just then, the ring on his right hand glowed faintly, grounding him.
Ye Fan shook his head violently, snapping himself out of his inner turmoil.
He understood he was no match for the Su Clan yet, so any action against Su Chen now would be futile. He would endure, bide his time, and when he had the strength, he would make his move. Su Chen's power, his women, and his wealth—everything would be his to take. [T/N: Blah.. blah... blah...]
Drawing a deep breath, Ye Fan calmed himself. "Su Chen, indeed, is young and wealthy," he muttered, his tone laced with sarcasm. "But he seems to attract the likes of you—women who cling to power and status."
He turned to Xiao Ruoyu with an insinuating smirk. "Surely a lady of your stature would never choose someone like the mortal Su Che, would you, Miss Xiao?"
His meaning was crystal clear. In his eyes, Xiao Ruoyu was far superior to Xia Qingxue and would never associate with someone as mundane as Su Chen. Only a gifted man like himself, born with the gift of a rare pair of eyes, could be worthy of someone like Xiao Ruoyu.
To anyone else, his remarks might have had an effect. But Ye Fan had sorely underestimated the bond between Xia Qingxue and Xiao Ruoyu, who had been inseparable since childhood. They were more like sisters than friends, their loyalty unshakeable.
"Ye Fan, don't you think that was a bit much?" Xia Qingxue snapped, her patience finally breaking.
Xiao Ruoyu's brows furrowed, her gaze icy as she looked at him in disapproval. She felt an intense irritation toward him. After knowing him for just a few days, he had the audacity to try to dictate her choices, and worse, he disrespected Su Chen at every turn.
To her, Su Chen's existence was worlds above Ye Fan's. With his influence, letting Ye Fan stay in the "Hai" box was as effortless as squashing a bug. But instead of gratitude, Ye Fan only knew how to scorn him.
Seeing his attempt to drive a wedge between them fail, Ye Fan sneered before turning his mocking gaze on Xia Qingxue. "I'm simply stating the truth. Am I wrong? A mere mortal like Su Chen isn't fit for someone as refined as Miss Xiao."
He shifted his gaze back to Xiao Ruoyu, looking at her with feigned sincerity. "Ruoyu, you're the most beautiful, the purest, and the kindest girl I've ever met..."
As he spoke, his hand drifted to touch Xiao Ruoyu's delicate wrist.
Slap!
The moment his hand made contact, a sharp slap landed on his hand, sending pain shooting up his arm.
"Ye Fan, mind your words. Who do you think you are to speak to Sister Ruoyu like that?"
Xia Qingxue stood protectively in front of Xiao Ruoyu, glaring icily at Ye Fan.
To her, no man besides Su Chen was ever permitted to get so close to Xiao Ruoyu.
Ye Fan's face flushed red with humiliation, his fists clenched tightly.
But he refused to back down, straightening his posture to meet her gaze as he spat, "Who are you to interfere? My conversation with Ruoyu is none of your business."
"Fine then." Xia Qingxue's voice turned to ice, her tone brooking no argument. "This box is here because my husband arranged it for me. So, kindly take your leave—now."
She pointed to the door, her beautiful face icy and unyielding as her gaze bore into Ye Fan.
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