Too Late to Regret, She’s Now With the Big Boss - Chapter 50

Ye Qianqian stared at her phone screen with sparkling eyes, feeling oddly eager to hear the other person’s furious roar for the first time.

But instead of Ye Qingyan’s voice, she heard a sharp smack! like the sound of a slap. What? Had the jinx transferred to Ye Qingyan, turning her into a self-harming mess?

Immediately afterward, Ye Qingyan’s heart-wrenching scream followed: “Song Yuntao, you hit me again? You were never like this before!”

Song Yuntao’s enraged voice came through: “You shameless bitch, who are you calling now? Since you love other men so much, let’s get a divorce right now!”

“Song Yuntao, let me make this clear, I, Ye Qingyan, am not someone you can summon and dismiss at will. Who do you think you are, deciding when to marry and divorce me like I’m some kind of dog?!”

“Dog? Don’t insult dogs! You’re worse than scum. You knew Ye Ruixuan was your own brother, yet you still-”

“Shut up, Song Yuntao! If you think divorcing me will win Ye Qianqian back, you’re delusional. I’d rather die than sign those papers!”

Her words were resolute, dripping with unmistakable determination.

“What do you mean ‘win her back’? This is about setting things right! You were the one who got me drunk that day and made me make the wrong decision!”

“Wrong decision? I gave myself to you long ago, why didn’t you call that a mistake?”

“How dare you bring that up? The whole city knows you abandoned me first! The moment I got into a car accident and hurt my leg, you ran away. And after we married, you were the one who betrayed me!”

“How many times do I have to say it? I went abroad to study! Why won’t you believe me? On the day we returned home, it was Ye Qianqian who framed me-”

Listening to Ye Qingyan’s hysterical slander, Ye Qianqian didn’t bother defending herself. Trash men and trash women deserved each other.

Whether Song Yuntao had knocked Ye Qingyan’s phone to the ground or not, the two were too busy arguing to hang up.

“Ye Qingyan, stop making excuses for yourself. My grandfather was right, you’re a selfish, cold-hearted monster. You don’t care about anyone, not even your own flesh and blood. How many times have you framed Qianqian over the years? When it comes to your own interests, love and family mean nothing to you.”

“Ye Qingyan, do you really think I don’t know what you’ve done? I’ve had enough. I will divorce you.”

“If you knew, then why did you keep hurting Ye Qianqian? Why did you switch brides at the last minute?!”

Ye Qingyan’s hoarse, desperate questions left Song Yuntao stunned. His ears rang, and though he saw her lips moving, he couldn’t make out a single word.

But he could guess, she was just shifting blame, cursing him, blaming him…

Was this really the same pure, untouchable “white moonlight” he had loved for over a decade? The one he had placed above all else?

For her, he had betrayed his morals, abandoned Ye Qianqian, who had cared for him for three years and even cruelly plotted against her.

And what had Ye Qingyan done in return? Slandered him, defamed him… Now she wasn’t even pretending anymore, throwing all pretense to the wind.

“Ye Qingyan, don’t think acting like a shrew will make me soften. I will divorce you.”

“Over my dead body! Ye Qianqian already has a powerful backer now, you really think she’d still want you?”

As long as you show her the slightest kindness, she’ll cling to you like a stubborn plaster, won’t she?

Do you have as much money as Third Master Lu? Are you as handsome as him? Stop dreaming!

Forget about you, even my dad and brothers wouldn’t dare provoke her…

Just as Ye Qianqian was listening with great interest, her phone was snatched away by Lu Jingchen, who hung up the call. “Wife, let’s see the master off together.”

“Alright!” Ye Qianqian replied with a bright smile.

Life truly is full of absurd drama!

Don’t assume everyone around you is normal, most people are just quietly unhinged.

The Ye family used to appear harmonious, but that was only because she had silently endured the unfairness. Once she left, that fragile peace shattered.

She thought Song Yuntao, having married his long-cherished “white moonlight,” would hold her close and cherish her dearly.

Little did she know, what you can’t have always keeps you restless.

Ye Qingyan had been doted on by Father Ye, her three brothers, Xie Yun, and Madam Ye, this close-knit sisterhood since childhood, molding her into a selfish, arrogant person.

But she knew how to act. Aware that the Ye family valued humility and restraint, she deliberately played the part.

Whatever she wanted, she only had to put on a pitiful, understanding facade, pretending to yield, and someone would inevitably snatch it for her.

Not only did she gain a good reputation and others’ favor, but she never truly suffered losses.

Especially with someone like Ye Qianqian: competitive, petty, and calculative, as her foil, Ye Qingyan appeared all the more gentle, unassuming, and virtuous.

But now that Ye Qianqian had awakened to the barrage of commentary and climbed into the arms of the formidable “Living King of Hell,” her fate was restored, and Ye Qingyan had fallen into the dust.

Curious, Ye Qianqian asked, “Master, can you tell me what kind of fortune the person who swapped my fate had?”

The master didn’t answer, instead glancing at Lu Jingchen, his eyes conveying: Third Master, didn’t you say your wife didn’t know her fate had been swapped?

Who knew Lu Jingchen was utterly whipped? Seeing the master neglect his wife, he immediately threatened, displeased, “Dare to ignore my wife’s question? Does the Buddha Temple not want renovations?”

The master promptly smiled and replied, “Answering Madam’s question, it was the fate of a Lone Star of Heavenly Calamity.”

“Lone Star of Heavenly Calamity? Then why did I only feel incredibly unlucky?” Ye Qianqian asked skeptically.

“Because Madam’s original fate was that of a Star of Blessing. After being swapped with the Lone Star, it would take over a decade for the full calamitous effects to manifest…”

“Master, your words have enlightened me. Hubby, I’m a Star of Blessing, you’d better treat me well from now on,” Ye Qianqian cooed, shaking Lu Jingchen’s arm playfully.

“Of course, of course. Even if my wife weren’t a Star of Blessing, I’d still treat you well. Ding Fan, escort the master out.”

As Lu Jingchen spoke, he scooped Ye Qianqian into his arms, ready to carry her back to their bedroom, when his phone rang.

“Wife, my hands are full. Answer the phone for me.”

“That might not be appropriate. What if it’s an important client…”

[Good news, female antagonist! Pick up! The greedy Old Madam Lu and Li Yurou are fighting!]

[Ding Fan broke Li Yurou’s limbs, ruined her expensively altered face, then tossed her to the old madam.]

[The old madam, failing to recognize the disfigured Li Yurou, cursed and kicked her. Li Yurou mustered all her strength to grab the old madam’s hair, yanking and screaming insults.]

“Ahaha, I misunderstood, hubby. You probably meant for me to hold the phone to your ear.”

Seeing the barrage, Ye Qianqian quickly backtracked, deftly fishing the phone from Lu Jingchen’s pocket and swiping to answer.

Soon, the exhausted voice of Old Master Lu could be heard reproaching, “Jingchen, you’ve gone too far this time. Your mother has been scared out of her wits!”

“Dad, what’s wrong with Mom?”

“Qianqian? Where’s Jingchen?” Old Master Lu asked in alarm.