Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious

Chapter 610: The Problematic Ye Shaochen

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Rong Qi frowned as Ye Shaochen turned and angled the umbrella closer to her. “Rong Qi, Qiyan Studio’s designs are truly impressive. The competition hasn’t even started, and I’m already feeling the pressure.”

At this, Rong Qi slightly curved her lips and said, “Pressure brings motivation. Maybe this is an opportunity for you to surpass yourself?”

Ye Shaochen chuckled, “I do need to surpass myself. But before that, I need to find a reliable talent. Want to guess who I’ve hired?”

Rong Qi shook her head, disinterested and perplexed by his inquiry, “The design industry is full of talents. How could I possibly guess?”

Ye Shaochen’s brows lifted, finally showing a different expression, seemingly challenging. “Haven’t you heard of Gu Yuyan? Initially, she was a staunch supporter of your husband.”

“Oh, so she switched sides?” Rong Qi replied, “Seems like Ms. Gu’s judgment isn’t that great.”

Ye Shaochen paused, momentarily at a loss for words. He searched Rong Qi’s face, trying to find any trace of jealousy or concern.

But after a while, he found nothing. He asked, “Do you really not know what kind of relationship Ms. Gu had with your husband before?”

Rong Qi looked at him amusedly and said, “Why does it matter what their past relationship was? How does it concern me? I don’t care.”

Ye Shaochen leaned in closer, bending toward Rong Qi, “You truly understand the bigger picture, so broad-minded!” He tried to reach for her head, bending down to whisper in her ear.

Suddenly, as he leaned in, Rong Qi pulled her umbrella down sharply. Ye Shaochen’s face hit the rain-washed surface of the umbrella, recoiling a couple of steps back into the mud.

Annoyance flashed across Ye Shaochen’s face as he lost his balance, his umbrella blown into the artificial lake. Standing in the mud, drenched in rain, his face showed not only the embarrassment but also the imprint of Rong Qi’s umbrella.

It was a comical yet pitiable sight.

Ye Shaochen stared at Rong Qi with a dark expression.

Rong Qi feigned surprise and said, “I’m sorry, Shaochen, my hand slipped. Are you alright?”

With a smirk, she added, “Maybe you should find shelter from the rain. Shall I call someone to bring you an umbrella?”

As she turned to leave, she spun her umbrella, flinging droplets onto Ye Shaochen’s face, and walked away with light steps.

Ye Shaochen clenched his fists at his sides, watching Rong Qi leave with a brooding gaze. He snarled, “Very well, Rong Qi, refuse my toast and you drink a forfeit! I won’t let this go easily.”

Meanwhile, in a private room at a bar. Ye Shaoxian was having a blast with his friends, playing dice and drinking. Just as they were getting into the spirit, one of his subordinates rushed in and whispered something in his ear.

Ye Shaoxian frowned, about to dismiss it when his friends egged him on, “What’s the good news, Shaoxian? Share with us and lighten the mood!”

Ye Shaoxian sneered, “What good news could there be? Just someone sending me a woman, that’s all..”