Too Late to Regret, She’s Now With the Big Boss - Chapter 37

“Fine, I promise you.” As for how they would live, that would depend on his wife’s mood. Lu Jingchen, decisive in his ruthlessness, had never faced such a dilemma before.

His icy gaze fell on Xie Yun, sharp as a blade dipped in frost. “If you don’t speak now, I’ll start on her daughter.”

The moment Lu Jingchen’s words left his lips, Ding Fan, who had been tormenting Xie Yun, turned his attention to Ye Qingyan.

“You poisonous wretch, hurry up and talk, stop dragging this out!” Ye Qingyan’s shrill voice echoed through the basement, making the torture tools on the walls vibrate.

“Stop! I’ll talk now!” Xie Yun’s chest heaved violently, clearly seething with rage.

These demons had used needles to stab the flesh beneath her daughter’s fingernails, agonizing pain without drawing blood. She had already suffered enough.

But the venomous look in her daughter’s eyes, urging her to speak, made Xie Yun feel suffocated. She had no choice but to confess everything she had done.

After listening carefully, Lu Jingchen’s eyes filled with heartache as he looked at Ye Qianqian. In his mind, he was already plotting how to make Xie Yun and her daughter wish they were dead.

“Ding Fan, send someone immediately to dig under the big tree at Zhajiang Bridge. Bai Lang, personally find an expert in this field. I don’t fully trust the words of these black-hearted snakes.”

“Understood, Boss. What should we do with this mother and daughter?”

“Darling, how do you want to handle them?” Lu Jingchen asked, gazing tenderly at Ye Qianqian.

“Send them both back to the Ye family. My husband always keeps his word, he would never go back on it.” Ye Qianqian declared righteously.

The barrage of comments, along with Xie Yun’s confession, had made it clear: if Ye Qingyan died before their fates were reversed, she would die too.

Her upbringing had molded her into a self-interested person. The idea of putting others first, of prioritizing loved ones, that was all nonsense.

After spending these past few days together, she couldn’t deny that she had developed feelings for Lu Jingchen. But in her heart, even a lover came second to herself. She would always be her own top priority.

She wasn’t about to spare her enemies for the sake of Lu Jingchen’s reputation, she was just afraid of dying.

“Madam, should I break the little black-hearted wretch’s legs?” Bai Lang asked eagerly.

“No. If it backfires on me, it won’t be worth it. Hurry up and get this done before the Song family finds out we’ve been in contact with her.”

Ye Qianqian had learned from the barrage that Ye Qingyan hadn’t told Song Yuntao the truth when she left, leading him to believe she was going to see Big Brother Ye.

“Do everything as my wife says.” With that, Lu Jingchen carried Ye Qianqian out of the basement.

[The female antagonist’s move is truly vicious. The male lead’s father is currently calling the female lead’s father to demand his daughter-in-law back, but the Ye patriarch says she hasn’t returned. The Song patriarch doesn’t believe him.]

[The Song patriarch is on his way to the Ye residence with his assistant. The female antagonist sending the female lead back to the Ye family just in time for the Song patriarch to catch her red-handed… how ruthless!]

[The Song family’s old master just woke up in the hospital after being angered by his eldest grandson and is demanding to see the female lead.]

[The fifth young master of the Song family rejected the old master’s suggestion, saying the female antagonist is already married to Third Master Lu. But the old master doesn’t think the big boss is a good match.]

[Is the old master still trying to pair the male lead with the female antagonist? Please don’t! I love shipping the big boss with her!]

Ye Qianqian: I also prefer living with the big boss. He might be ruthless to others, but he treats me well.

Bai Lang watched as his boss and madam disappeared up the stairs. He grabbed a soft whip from the wall and lashed it mercilessly at Ye Qingyan.

“Shameless wretch! How dare you lust after… our boss!” Bai Lang couldn’t even bring himself to say it, the way Ye Qingyan looked at him was like a female wolf in heat.

“Little black-hearted spawn of the old black-hearted wretch, how dare you set your sights on our master? I’ll slap you to death.

We’re not people who keep our word, once we get the result, we must finish you off. But for the sake of Third Master’s reputation, our madam would rather suffer the injustice herself.

So, me beating you half to death isn’t too much, right?” Ding Fan cursed while throwing punches and kicks.

After the two had vented their anger, Ding Fan personally drove Ye Qingyan and her mother to the Ye residence, while Bai Lang arranged for someone to retrieve their belongings.

…

At Ye Household.

“Ruixuan, hurry and call Qianqian. Tell her to release Xie Yun. Your Aunt Yun has always treated her well,” Mrs. Ye pleaded, shaking her son’s arm.

“……”

Ye Ruixuan looked at his tearful mother, willingly pleading for his romantic rival, and felt a storm of emotions.

Two hours earlier, his father had asked him if he had “gone all the way.” His face darkened, how could he not have, given the circumstances?

He just didn’t know how to phrase it, so he shook his head mockingly, thinking his father’s question was naive.

But then his father grabbed his arm excitedly. “Thank heavens, the Bodhisattva has blessed us. A grave mistake hasn’t been made yet.”

“Dad, your son knows…” Before he could finish explaining the gravity of the situation, his father cut him off.

“Ruixuan, when did you find out that Yanyan is your biological sister?” His father’s excited words struck him like a bolt to the head.

Mechanically, he asked, “Dad… are you saying Yanyan is your child with Aunt Yun?”

The family had always known Yanyan was Aunt Yun’s daughter, mistakenly swapped at birth by some malicious person.

But now it seemed…

Mr. Ye steadied his swaying son. “Ruixuan, you didn’t think your father and Aunt Yun conspired to replace Qianqian, did you?”

“Isn’t that the case?”

“Ruixuan, believe me, I truly didn’t know beforehand. It was only because Aunt Yun couldn’t bear to let Yanyan donate bone marrow that she told me about Qianqian’s existence. Who knew Qianqian would turn out so vile? Petty mischief was one thing, but this time she was malicious enough to frame you and Yanyan. Thankfully, you and Yanyan didn’t go all the way. Otherwise, I would’ve flayed that ungrateful girl alive.” By the end, Mr. Ye was practically gnashing his teeth.

Ye Ruixuan stared at his father’s face, twisted with hatred for his own daughter, and remembered that neither he nor Ye Qingyan had actually been drugged.

A pang of guilt surged in him, reminding him of the first conflict between Ye Qianqian and Ye Qingyan, when he had shielded the latter.

Ye Qianqian, her dark, thin face stubborn with anger, had demanded, “I’m your real sister, why do you favor her?”

Back then, he had thought Yanyan, having grown up with him, was innocent, kind, soft-spoken, and in need of protection.

In contrast, his real sister, Ye Qianqian, was dark-skinned, scrawny, sharp-tongued, and unyielding, hardly likable.

Like a porcupine, prickling anyone who came near… She didn’t need protection. If anything, others were lucky not to be hurt by her.

Remembering this, Ye Ruixuan asked bitterly, “Dad, you always seemed to love Mom so much. Why did you betray her?”

“……”

Mr. Ye choked on his son’s question. How could he admit he had grown tired of the old and favored the new?

Father and son, each lost in their own thoughts, ended the conversation abruptly.

For over two hours, Ye Ruixuan had struggled to accept… the truth.

“Big Brother, this is all Ye Qianqian’s fault for being so wicked. Hurry up and call her to-”

The furious words snapped Ye Ruixuan out of his memories. His gaze turned icy. “Enough. What obligation does Qianqian have to help her?”

“Ruixuan, this was Qianqian’s fault from the start. She should be the one to save your Aunt Yun,” Mother Ye said, wiping her tears.

“Mom, don’t you know… I was never actually…” Ye Ruixuan was so angry he could barely speak coherently, unsure whether to tell his mother the truth.

Then he heard a voice that chilled him to the bone.