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240: Chapter 240 I'd like to see who dares to go out! - 1

Everyone returned to the executive floor, and the atmosphere was somewhat subtle.

While Jiang Ye was swiping the door open and Lin Wanxing was about to follow him in, Zhao Yumei grabbed her daughter's arm and commanded in a low voice:

"You be more proactive! Did you hear me? If you dare put on airs again, see how I deal with you!"

Lin Wanxing winced in pain and was about to pull away when she saw her sister-in-law, Sun Na, passing by, giving her a cryptic, half-smiling glance.

What made her scalp crawl even more was that her younger brother, Haoxuan, who usually treated her like she was invisible, actually lingered before entering his room and stammered out a sentence:

"Sis... well... be nice to Brother-in-law... it's not easy for such a big overbearing ceo..."

"??"

Lin Wanxing was bewildered.

Had her whole family been collectively cursed?

Especially Haoxuan; the last time he called her "Sis" was probably before high school.

With a soft click, the door shut, isolating the outside world.

Lin Wanxing scratched her head, looked at Jiang Ye, who was sprawled out on the sofa chair scrolling through his phone, and couldn't help but ask:

"What exactly did you tell them? Haoxuan actually called me 'Sis'? That's way too abnormal!"

"How should I know what bug they have? Maybe they're having a mass nervous breakdown? What does that have to do with me?"

"Oh, stop it! You were whispering to Haoxuan for ages at the restaurant entrance earlier. What did you say?"

"Oh, that..."

Jiang Ye looked up from his phone, tilted his head, thought for a moment, and grinned:

"I just told him to treat you better from now on, or retribution would come sooner or later, and he might even get hauled away by Officer Police one day."

Lin Wanxing pressed her hand to her forehead, speechless.

Fine, she knew she wouldn't pry a single truth out of this guy.

She gave up questioning, walked over to another chair by the window, sat down, and pulled out her phone to pretend to scroll, adopting an 'out of sight, out of mind' approach.

Jiang Ye glanced at Wanxing opposite him—seemingly calm, but clearly uncomfortable—and chuckled internally.

He put down his phone, stood up, stretched widely, and then... his fingers landed on his waistband.

"What are you doing?!"

Lin Wanxing sprang up from the chair like a startled rabbit, glaring at him warily.

Jiang Ye paused his movement: "Taking a shower, Sis. What else? It's almost eight o'clock. Time to wash up and go to sleep."

Hearing the word "shower," Lin Wanxing instantly developed PTSD, and certain cringe-inducing scenes flashed uncontrollably through her mind:

"No! Wait a moment! You... wait until I leave before you shower!"

Jiang Ye scoffed and waved his hand dismissively:

"It's not like you haven't seen it before, why the fuss? When I come out, I'll just wear a little hat to cover my head and... *cough*... Fine, I'll shower later."

Seeing Lin Wanxing's face turn from red to black at a visible speed, her eyes filled with murderous intent, Jiang Ye keenly sensed the danger, clicked his tongue, and wisely chose to back down.

Damn it!

When they get home, he must properly educate that little pervert "Yaoyao." Look what she's "influenced" the pure Coach Lin into becoming!

She clearly didn't understand anything a month ago... Exactly eight o'clock, in another guest room.

Zhao Yumei sat on the edge of the bed, the more she thought about it, the more wrong it felt.

She knew her girl's temperament too well; she was stubborn as a mule, and just talking wouldn't work.

The son-in-law was vigorous and young. This morning, he was making out with that Bitch surnamed Ye, clearly a normal man with high vitality.

They were alone all afternoon, the room was quiet, and nothing happened? Is that possible?

The only explanation was that the brat was definitely putting on her pretense of purity again and engaging in passive resistance!

She might very well find an excuse to sneak out tonight, rent another room, and leave this wealthy husband-to-be hanging!

The more Zhao Yumei thought about it, the more restless she became, a burst of rage shooting straight to her head.

She suddenly stood up, carried the chair out of the room, placed it directly opposite Jiang Ye and Lin Wanxing's door, and plonked herself down.

Hmph, she, the mother-in-law, was determined to guard her son-in-law's "sexual happiness" tonight!

Let's see that little hussy try to run!

...At half past eight, Zhao Yumei was holding her phone, enthusiastically showing off to her hometown sisters' group chat about how rich and powerful the "CEO" boyfriend her daughter found was, enjoying the screen full of envy and jealousy, when suddenly a "click" sound came from a door diagonally behind her.

She subconsciously turned around and immediately frowned: "Haoxuan?"

She saw Haoxuan, having changed into a tight trendy brand outfit, his hair slicked back brightly, holding a bottle of men's cologne, spraying his wrists and neck vigorously.

Running into his mother sitting in the corridor like a door god as soon as he stepped out, he was also stunned and hid the cologne behind him:

"Mom? What... what are you doing sitting here?"

Zhao Yumei frowned, scrutinizing his flashy attire, and snorted: "Where are you going dressed like that?"

"Ah... well..."

Haoxuan's eyes darted around, and he stammered: "A Buddy is also at the Shengtian, and he absolutely... absolutely insisted I go meet up with him..."

"Meet up? I think you want to go fool around in some shady Shengtian, don't you? Go back and stay put! Don't cause trouble for your Brother-in-law late at night!"

"No... Mom, I'm just going out for a meal, what trouble could that cause?"

Zhao Yumei's eyes widened, and her volume suddenly increased: "I told you to go back, didn't I hear me? Don't think I don't know what schemes you're cooking up! Get back inside!"

Haoxuan opened his mouth, but facing his mother's long-established authority, he ultimately didn't dare talk back, giving a sullen "Oh" and retreating into the room.

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