My Perfect Female CEO

Everyone present was unable to remain calm and composed; they simply couldn't settle down. To them, either of the two sisters were figures of celestial stature, high above them. Witnessing them in person was an enormous fortune.

Especially now, being so closely linked with Ye Fan, did this mean that, in the future, these two fairy-like figures would also become their relatives? How could they not be excited?

For a moment, Ye Fan, Mengyao, and Biyao, upon appearing, were immediately surrounded by the crowd.

This stirred up everyone.

"The spawn of the old Ye Family, how do they have such good fortune." Many were genuinely shocked.

"A toad has gotten to eat swan meat." Some sighed with heavy envy.

Those who were unabashedly gossiping and speaking ill of others were completely stunned, their faces burning hot, standing there not knowing what to say, wishing they could find a crevice to hide in.

If Ye Fan was a kept man for a rich lady, then what did this make our top female powerhouse?

"Sister Wu, you have some nerve, spouting nonsense so freely. If you make the big figure even slightly unhappy, your son would be in trouble in no time, and your arrogance won't have any footing. I wonder what you'll brag about then." Someone sarcastically mocked. She was on par with Sister Wu, united when circumstances were favorable, but now had switched sides.

Sister Wu's greatest reliance was her son, who was in the business world, and President Chu was a renowned mogul. A single cough and Sister Wu's son wouldn't escape unemployment.

Without the aura of her son's radiance, Sister Wu would be nothing, probably not even daring to lift her head and look at people, embarrassed to the point of wishing she could vanish — a well-understood truth.

"How can you say that, you're simply a fair-weather friend, swaying with the wind. My son doesn't work under President Chu, what should I be worried about." Sister Wu retorted in a barely audible voice, her face pale.

It's false to say she wasn't worried, regardless of whether regarding Chu Mengyao or Ye Fan— people she couldn't afford to offend.

If they were upset, without the two needing to act, plenty of people would jump out to dismiss her son, merely to curry favor. Deeply understanding this, Sister Wu felt extremely anxious inside.

"How could it be?"

"How could it be??!!"

"How could the spawn of the Ye Family scale such terrifying heights?"

"As the saying goes, a pheasant flies up to become a phoenix, but Ye Fan, what exceptional merit or luck does he have to have such fortune?"

"The top female powerhouse, a figure like from heaven, how could she fancy Ye Fan?"

"It must be President Chu who has taken a liking to Ye Fan, only then did Ye Fan leap into prosperity—a carp jumping over the dragon gate. Ye Fan couldn't possibly conquer an existence like President Chu. But how could President Chu fancy Ye Fan?"

Sister Wu's heart was in turmoil, extremely chaotic.

She regretted it so much now, shouldn't have gossiped maliciously about Ye Fan, and shouldn't have clashed with Ye Qingping's family.

But it's too late for regrets now.

Forcing her to apologize, she couldn't bring herself to do it, only feeling greatly anxious inside.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan stepped in front of Mengyao and Biyao, finally blocking the extremely excited crowd rushing forward; otherwise, at that moment of pushing, the three would have been submerged in the crowd.

Thankfully, Ye Fan had the know-how; otherwise, blocking the surging crowd would've been impossible.

"Goddess of the nation, can I get an autograph?"

"Goddess of the nation, I'm your loyal fan, can I take a photo with you?"

Many in the crowd shouted like this, similar to fans gone wild at a concert, frenzied. Of course, they mostly aimed at Chu Biyao, because Chu Biyao was the nation's goddess, a big star.

As for Chu Mengyao, she was too distant— they heard about President Chu everywhere, but didn't have so much intense 'fan admiration' for a businesswoman.

However, they couldn't distinguish between the two sisters. Thus, everyone's gazes flickered back and forth on the sisters.

"Disgraceful, isn't it? Disgraceful, right?"

"Do you shameless people even know basic etiquette?"

"The future daughter-in-law of the Ye Family is visiting, and you behave like this, shaming us completely?"

"Step back, return to your places; whoever continues causing trouble gets directly thrown out."

The elder figures spoke out, and instantly, the chaotic scene was subdued.

These people, faces flushed, burning hot, with some hanging their heads in shame, retreated under the stern reprimand of the elders, clearing away with downcast expressions.

Suddenly, the crowd surrounding Ye Fan and the sisters dwindled by half. Yet, others didn't want to leave, but aside from the elders' scolding, they seemed particularly awkward, not knowing what to do.

"Disperse, what are you doing? Don't you have any manners?" Ye Qingping said this to the crowd.

The crowd opened up a path, and Ye Qingping's family of three walked up.

They all quieted down. In such an occasion, being flustered carried the risk of offending many, and moreover, being invited by the Ye Qingping family naturally called for showing respect to the hosts. If they continued their intrusion, what words could justify that?

Soon, those blushing terribly scattered away.

Ye Fan, Mengyao, and Biyao were already aware that Ye Qingping's family had prepared a celebratory feast, but were surprised by the guests' excessive actions, rushing forward like this — what does that count as?

What if a stampede occurred, then what?

"Uncle, Auntie, hello!" Mengyao slightly bowed, greeting Ye Qingping and Xu Xia.

Biyao followed with greetings.

"Everyone's here." Ye Qingping wore a stern face, outwardly solemn, yet his face couldn't hide the joyful smile, betraying his true mood, showing he's very happy, pleased from the bottom of his heart.

"Good, good, good." Xu Xia grinned widely, joyous, "Quickly come inside, don't stand outside."

"Brother, Sister-in-law." Ye Juanjuan joyfully called out, approaching them.

A group of people, with joyful steps, entered the house.

The crowd's gaze, however, never shifted away from Ye Fan, Mengyao, and Biyao. All sorts of expressions were evident.

Soon, over a dozen luxury cars parked at the entrance.

"Have more influential figures arrived?"

"Who could have such a grand entrance?"

"So many luxury cars at once— even when President Chu arrived, he only drove one car."

Everyone's gaze shifted to the entrance, focusing on the numerous luxury cars.