NOVEL NEXT Chapter 242 Well... How about that?
"How did you know it was me?"
Yu Shaohua looked at Wang Ye in front of him, his face filled with panic.
The moment Yu Shaohua was stopped by Wang Ye, the scene of the last time Wang Ye had taught him a lesson uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.
Fear appeared on Yu Shaohua's face.
"At the entrance of the restaurant, I had just gotten out of the car when I spotted you."
Wang Ye began to speak.
Seeing the other party startled.
Yu Shaohua looked at Wang Ye incredulously, which meant Wang Ye had noticed him before he had noticed Wang Ye?
So.
Had Wang Ye been prepared to expose Wang Luan?
This thought lingered in Yu Shaohua's mind, and he couldn't figure out how Wang Ye, having just discovered him, was able to completely respond to the plan without knowing what it entailed.
"That's right, the clown is just yourself."
Wang Ye spoke again, turning Yu Shaohua's doubt into certainty.
"What about the surveillance, how did you manage that? He had already turned the cameras off!"
Yu Shaohua was still unwilling to accept it.
"You don't need to worry about that."
Wang Ye moved closer to Yu Shaohua, "Let me first help my third senior sister recover some interest."
"No, please!"
Watching Wang Ye approach step by step, Yu Shaohua felt a surge of tears with nowhere to cry.
He had already started to regret.
If he had known, he should never have bothered Wang Ye from the start.
Maybe then he wouldn't be in this situation.
"Spare me, and I won't ban Zhao Min anymore. I'll let Zhao Min film that movie. Our company controls the best resources in the entertainment industry. Let me go, and I'll ensure Zhao Min becomes not just a movie queen, but an emperor!"
While speaking, Yu Shaohua tried to pull a young woman next to him to shield him.
But the young woman dodged away.
"No need!"
Wang Ye strode forward and grabbed Yu Shaohua by the collar, addressing him:
"All the things you mentioned, I can manage to fight for them for my third senior sister myself."
Following that,
A scream erupted from Yu Shaohua.
…
"Sorry, everyone, I was late."
Wang Ye entered the room and spoke to the people inside.
"It's good you're back."
Elder Zhong looked at Wang Ye's return, visibly relieved.
Although Elder Zhong knew about Wang Ye's actions in Yun City, deep down, Elder Zhong was still quite worried about him.
Elder Jiang, too, visibly relaxed.
Wang Ye took a seat between the two elders following their greeting.
Wang Ye had just sat down,
When a cold snort sounded,
"Why does he deserve to sit between Grandpa and Elder Jiang? He arrived so late, made everyone wait here for him, and still gets to sit between Grandpa and Elder Jiang? Why?"
Wang Ye looked toward the source of the pouting voice.
It was a delicate-looking girl, probably around eighteen or nineteen years old, her eyes naturally emitting a seductive allure. Although her expression was petulant, it wasn't off-putting.
Instead, it added an element of cuteness.
Seductive, petulant, cute.
These three qualities should belong to three different women.
Yet, when combined in this girl, they didn't seem at all conflicting.
The others also shifted their gaze to the girl.
Wang Ye assessed her identity.
Calling Elder Zhong "Grandpa".
Calling Elder Jiang "Elder Jiang".
Almost instantly, Wang Ye knew her identity.
Zhong Feng's granddaughter.
Zhong Feng glanced at the girl and there was some displeasure in his voice as he scolded:
"Zhong Ling, don't be so nosy!"
At Wang Ye's side, Zhong Feng appeared amiable and approachable, but those who had interacted with Zhong Feng knew that he was mostly very serious.
Nobody knew how many times he had made his male assistants cry.
However,
when facing Zhong Feng's scolding, Zhong Ling showed no fear but instead spoke to Zhong Feng:
"Grandpa, why? He is already late!"
"When I was late before, you scolded me and did not let me sit between you and Elder Jiang during such occasions."
"But now, when he is late, you let him sit between you and Elder Jiang."
"That's not fair!"
The voice of the girl carried a strong note of jealousy.
Her look towards Wang Ye also contained some dissatisfaction.
"Wang Ye, I am sorry, it is my fault for spoiling her, allowing her to be so rude in this situation," Zhong Feng first apologized to Wang Ye.
"It's okay."
Wang Ye smiled, naturally detecting from the girl's tone and words that she was annoyed.
Zhong Feng then turned back to Zhong Ling, continuing to scold her:
"There is nothing unfair about it. If you could have come up with a Traditional Chinese Medicine prescription that addresses heart disease and cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases last night, I would have let you sit between me and Jiang Chen."
"Him?"
Zhong Ling, upon hearing Elder Zhong's words, appraised Wang Ye with flirtatious eyes.
He appeared to be in his twenties.
He seemed quite handsome in appearance.
His physique was also great, not overly burly yet not fragile looking—healthy and radiant.
As Zhong Ling assessed Wang Ye, she unexpectedly began to feel a sense of favor towards him.
But Zhong Ling still found it somewhat unbelievable as she turned to Zhong Feng and asked:
"Are you sure that the prescription from last night was concocted by him?"
Zhong Ling had been focusing on a new project in Traditional Chinese Medicine these past few days.
She had just come out this afternoon.
And she had driven here by herself.
Although she had heard that someone had developed the prescription,
she didn't expect that it was such a young man?
Seemingly only two or three years older than her!
"I'm sure." Zhong Feng nodded seriously.
Jiang Chen interjected with a smile, "Do you think all of us seniors here would come together to deceive you?"
Upon hearing the words of Elder Zhong and Jiang Chen, Zhong Ling's look towards Wang Ye gradually became one of trust.
Indeed.
With so many people here, all respected figures in Traditional Chinese Medicine, it seemed unlikely that they would deceive her.
Thinking of this,
Zhong Ling's flirtatious eyes towards Wang Ye filled with even more favor.
She huffed lightly, then spoke to Wang Ye, "How about you become my mentor?"
Uh?
Upon this remark from Zhong Ling,
Wang Ye was slightly taken aback.
Zhong Feng, Jiang Chen, and the others also turned to look at Zhong Ling,
finding her statement quite unexpected.
However, Zhong Feng did not immediately reject the idea,
instead, he quietly shifted his gaze to Zhong Ling.
Then glanced at Wang Ye.
It seemed he had no intention of refusing.
"So, do you agree?"
Seeing that Wang Ye had not promptly responded, Zhong Ling stamped her foot and urged in a coy voice:
"Although you only seem to be two or three years older than me, you are indeed highly skilled. I even think you are more talented than my grandfather and the others."