Young Master, Your Wife Has Ran Away

Zhong Ran continued to check on Li Zhiyuan. "Young Master, it seems like the Chairman is trying to balance the power between the families."

The Chairman of AG was the old lady of the Ye Family and not Ye Ling. The old lady held the most shares in AG, with Ye Ling holding the second most. These few years, Ye Ling's influence had permeated too quickly. All of the Ye Family members, except Ye Ling, definitely could not hold their ground in AG.

Ye Family had their family rule: live in harmony, and all things would prosper.

But it was very superstitious.

Big families are mostly superstitious.

Whether it was the old lady or the old master who had passed away, they had believed in living harmoniously so that all things would prosper. The internal power within a family had to be balanced. Even relatives had to be given a place, as they had the same ancestor.

It was no exception for old Mrs. Ye.

However, the son in the Ye Family, Ye Ling, was a dictator.

Old Mrs. Ye's son and daughter could not hold their positions in AG financial group. This was definitely not something that she was willing to see.

"Young Master, what do you want to do with the old lady'?"

"I have indeed thought of letting her die," Ye Ling said lightly. "I am just scared of getting struck by lightning."

"…"

Zhong Ran was speechless.

If not for the fact that the old lady had treated both brothers well and did not interfere in their affairs, Ye Ling would have kicked her to one side.

Zhong Ran thought that getting struck by lightning from karma was fake.

Young Master was the strike of lightning. If it had struck him, he would adhere to his character.

"Young Master, I am checking on Li Zhiyuan. Brilliant Entertainment… interesting," Zhong Ran said. "Young Master, Little Master is an employee of Brilliant Entertainment."

Ye Ling leaned his head sideways. He looked a little eerie.

His son's heart was inside that young brat's body.

I really feel like digging it out!

If it is really dug out, will Shen Qianshu cry?

Yes… looking forward a little.

Zhong Ran saw him smiling cunningly. Suddenly, it sent chills down his spine.

F*ck, demon.

Really!

He must be thinking about something extremely scary.

He was considering whether to tell Young Master that Li Zhiyuan was pursuing Shen Qianshu when a text message was sent over suddenly. It saved him. "Young Master, Miss Shen has applied for Gubelin New York Laboratory. Looks like she is running away?"

Ye Ling had been shaking his legs. He stopped suddenly and kicked away his office desk. "Bring Tong Hua over to me!"

That darn woman! You dare to run!

To hit where it hurts, and for someone whose weaknesses are so obvious, where can you run to?

Tong Hua never expected himself to be so unlucky. He had actually been kidnapped twice consecutively in a period of 10 days.

Zhong Ran and Tong Hua came face-to-face. It was awkward.

"Little Master, we meet again. You really have many fans."

Tong Hua's fair face revealed a smile like that of a gentleman. However, the words that he said were eerie. "Wait till I grow up, and I will come after you."

"Little Master, I beg you to let me go." Zhong Ran was on his knees.

Luckily, the advertisement had been shot before he was kidnapped. Otherwise, he felt like stomping on the handsome face in front of him.

"Little Master, I am also in a tight situation. I have no choice. I have been given the order to do this. For every grievance, there is a person responsible, and for every debt, there is a debtor. You go and look for Young Master." Zhong Ran quickly pushed the blame away.

"Of course!" Even without thinking, one would know that Ye Ling was the mastermind. "If the main culprit was sentenced to death, have you heard of his accomplice being found not guilty and released?"

"…"

So scary!

Little Master, don't you want to consider doing a paternity test with Young Master?

It is really very necessary.

You two are exactly the same—narrow-minded and ruthless.

Tong Hua took out his handphone. Zhong Ran had a covetous look. His hair was standing.

Little Master, please don't let it be 110.

He did not dare to snatch the handphone over. Although Little Master was young, this atmosphere… was really scary.

"Aunty Xiaojuan, I am going back alone. You go ahead and get busy, don't worry about me."