143: Practice makes perfect!

Ye Chen: "..."

Bai Wanqing turned sideways, her arm resting on the back of the seat, her fingertips twirling a stray lock of hair as her eyes shimmered with emotion.

"Why have you stopped talking? Scared by me?"

Ye Chen looked straight ahead, trying his best to remain calm: "I'm driving."

Hearing this, Bai Wanqing suddenly let out a low chuckle.

"What a coincidence."

"I'm driving too."

Ye Chen: "..."

Damn.

He could now be one hundred percent certain.

This woman... was definitely teasing him.

Seeing his rare look of frustration, Bai Wanqing laughed so hard she trembled, her chest heaving like waves.

After a good while, she finally stopped laughing.

"Alright, I'll stop teasing you."

"Focus on your driving, Driver Ye."

Ye Chen gave a dry cough, his eyes fixed forward.

This woman... he couldn't handle her!

The Maybach soon entered the city center and finally stopped in the underground parking lot of the Tianyao Group's grand skyscraper.

Ye Chen pulled the handbrake and unlocked the car doors.

Bai Wanqing didn't get out immediately; instead, she said to Ye Chen,

"Pick me up here at six o'clock sharp this evening."

"If you're late..."

"I'll deduct your salary, Driver Ye."

After speaking.

She pushed open the door, elegantly stepped out with her long legs, and her figure soon disappeared into the private elevator.

Once she left, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Staying with this woman was more tiring than fighting a group from the Hidden Sect... it took too much mental energy.

When they first met, why didn't he feel like she was such a vixen?

He was just about to restart the car and leave.

Suddenly!

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The phone screen lit up.

The caller was none other than Bing Lan.

Ye Chen's eyelid twitched; he felt inexplicably guilty.

He composed himself before picking up the phone and swiping to answer: "Hello, Lan Lan?"

From the other end, Bing Lan's cool voice came through.

"Where are you?"

"I just dropped Bai Wanqing back at the Tianyao Group."

Ye Chen spoke truthfully, "After all... I promised to be her driver before, but I'm getting ready to head back now."

"Perfect," Bing Lan said calmly. "Come to my company right now."

Ye Chen's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't be angry, could she?

He couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Is something wrong?"

Bing Lan spoke flatly.

"Someone wants to see you."

"They're in my office right now."

Ye Chen was stunned.

Someone wanted to see him?

And they were in Bing Lan's office?

He instinctively followed up: "Who wants to see me?"

Bing Lan's voice remained steady, yet it made Ye Chen's hair stand on end: "A woman."

Ye Chen: "..."

Wait... is today a day of ill-fated romance?

He was a bit speechless and said helplessly: "I definitely don't know that woman."

Bing Lan's tone was calm and rippleless, but it made Ye Chen's heart shudder slightly.

"You definitely don't know her."

"Because she claims to be from the Hidden Sect."

Ye Chen's eyes suddenly narrowed, a cold light flickering in their depths.

Someone from the Hidden Sect?

And they went directly to Bing Lan?

"I'm coming over immediately."

He spoke in a deep voice, hung up the phone, and slammed on the gas.

The Maybach let out a low roar, charging out of the underground parking lot like an arrow from a bow, merging into traffic and speeding toward the Shuyue Group.

He sped all the way.

In less than ten minutes, the car stopped in front of the Shuyue Group building.

Ye Chen pushed the door open, got out, and strode through the revolving glass doors.

There were many clerks and visitors coming and going in the lobby.

"Hello, Mr. Ye."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Ye."

"Mr. Ye, the President is in the President's office!"

...Several middle managers passing by quickly stopped to greet him politely, their eyes filled with unconcealable awe and envy.

How could they not be envious?

This man was the only person in history to get so close to the President.

Rumor had it... he was even living in the President's house!

Just thinking about it made people burn with jealousy... Ye Chen only gave a slight nod and kept walking without stopping, heading straight for the President's private elevator.

The elevator went straight to the top floor.

"Ding."

The doors opened, and Ye Chen stepped out.

Li Qin was waiting outside the elevator.

As soon as she saw him appear, she sighed in relief and quickly stepped forward to whisper: "Younger Male Cousin, Bing Lan is waiting for you in the office."

"Go in and take a look."

Ye Chen nodded and pushed open the office door.

Inside the office, the light was bright.

Bing Lan sat on the main sofa with a cool expression, holding a cup of coffee and taking small sips.

And on the single sofa beside her sat a woman.

The woman looked to be in her early thirties, wearing an elegant moon-white qipao. She had a graceful figure, and her long hair was tied back in a simple bun, revealing a delicate face.

As soon as Ye Chen entered, both of their gazes fell on him simultaneously.

Bing Lan's gaze was calm; she merely gave him a slight nod.

The woman in the qipao, however, sized Ye Chen up and asked flatly: "You... are Ye Chen?"

Ye Chen closed the door behind him and walked straight to Bing Lan's side to sit down.

Then.

His arm naturally rested on the back of the sofa behind Bing Lan as his gaze met the woman's.

"That's right."

"And who are you?"

The woman in the qipao smiled slightly.

"I am the personal maid under the Young Mistress of the Hidden Sect—"

"Yiner."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow: "And?"

Yiner set down her teacup, her eyes turning slightly cold.

"You wiped out our Hidden Sect's Outer Sect, and even Manager Wang Tian fell by your hand. Do you have nothing to say?"

Ye Chen leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and nodded: "I do."

Yiner stared at him.

"What do you want to say?"

Bing Lan and Li Qin also looked over curiously... Ye Chen grinned and spat out four words: "If you're bad, practice more."

"Pfft—"

Li Qin, who was nearby, couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing. She quickly covered her mouth, but her shoulders wouldn't stop shaking.

Good heavens!

All this time, she thought she was the queen of sharp tongues.

But compared to Ye Chen... they really weren't on the same level!

The corners of Bing Lan's lips also curved slightly before she returned to her cool demeanor, though a hint of helplessness flickered in her eyes.

Yiner's delicate face instantly darkened, as if covered by a layer of frost.

"You... you're simply going too far!"

Furious!

So furious!

This guy was clearly insulting them on purpose!

However.

Ye Chen picked his ear, looking completely unbothered: "I'm going too far? The ones going too far are you people from the Hidden Sect, right?"

He sat up straight and said in all seriousness.

"Marriage rates in society are already low, and the state is urging marriage and childbearing every day. But you people..."

"Your Young Mistress wants to steal some kind of constitutional power from my girlfriend, engaging in these wicked ways..."

He paused and concluded righteously, "Isn't this going against the state's major policies? Isn't this destroying social harmony and stability?"

Yiner: "???"

She was completely dazed, her head buzzing.

What... what does any of this have to do with anything?!

How did stealing constitutions and cultivation breakthroughs get linked to national marriage rates and family planning?

This guy was simply talking nonsense and being difficult!

"You... you're twisting logic!"

Yiner's chest heaved with anger, and her hard-won composure almost broke.

She took a deep breath, forcing down her rage, her voice laced with chill: "Enough nonsense! My Young Mistress gives you two choices..."

"Alright, alright."

Ye Chen waved his hand impatiently, interrupting her. "You people from the Hidden Sect are really interesting. Every single one of you likes to give others choices, yet you're all so useless yourselves."

He stood up and looked down at Yiner, speaking one word at a time.

"Listen, I'll also give you a choice."

Yiner froze, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief.

She never expected... that after coming on behalf of the Young Mistress and barely saying a few words, the other party would turn things around and demand a choice from her?

How did he dare to be so arrogant???

Before she could speak, Ye Chen's cold voice had already fallen.

"Have your Young Mistress and that Sect Master of yours roll over here and kneel down to apologize."

"Be sincere enough to satisfy me, and I might consider sparing their lives."

"Otherwise, when I have time, I'll personally pay your Hidden Sect a visit..."

"And it won't be as simple as just a 'visit'."

Yiner's delicate face instantly flushed red.

"Presumptuous!"

"A mundane brat like you who doesn't know the height of the heavens thinks he's worthy of having my Young Mistress and the Sect Master come... to kneel and apologize?!"

"Do you know what kind of status my Young Mistress holds? Or how god-like the Sect Master's cultivation is?!"

"I think you don't know how to write the word 'death'!!!"

Ye Chen frowned, stared at Yiner, and asked.

"Are you..."

"...being aggressive with me?"

Yiner was already in a fit of rage, and hearing this made her even more incensed. Her chest heaved violently as she gritted her teeth.

"So what if I am?!"

"You destroyed my Outer Sect, and now you speak such wild words, profaning the Young Mistress and the Sect Master!"

"I've been restrained enough by not striking you dead on the spot!"

Ye Chen nodded, his gaze suddenly turning cold.

"Oh."

"Being aggressive with me..."

"Then I'll hit you."

Hearing this, Yiner almost laughed from anger.

As the personal maid of the Hidden Sect's Young Mistress, though she didn't focus on killing, her cultivation had already reached the peak of the Grandmaster level. Usually, when she walked around, who wouldn't be polite to her?

Now, she was actually being threatened by a young brat who said he would 'hit' her?

"Hit me?"

Yiner laughed in extreme anger, instead taking a step forward and tilting up her delicate face that was now full of frost.

"Fine!"

"If you have the ability, just try hitting me!"

She was certain Ye Chen wouldn't dare. At the very least, when facing a colossus like the Hidden Sect, he would have to have some scruples... However—

"Slap—!!!"

A crisp slap rang out like a thunderclap in the quiet office!