Chapter 140: The Young Master's Tea Party (2)
"Ye Wencheng!!" Ye Wucheng snorted coldly, "Have you made enough trouble?" Zhu Hua is your future sister-in-law and your family! ”
"I can't afford to climb a big family like the Zhu family," Ye Wencheng's tone was also mixed with a chill, "I'm just fostered by the third uncle's family, how dare I call her sister-in-law." ”
"You?!" Ye Wucheng's face was so dark that he wanted to seep ink, and he got up from the sofa.
"Big Young Master...... You are angry. Da Yang stepped over in two steps and stopped between the two brothers.
"Humph! Let's go! Ye Wucheng shook his hand angrily and left, and the two sisters of the Zhu family didn't dare to stay longer, so they hurriedly got up and left.
"It's so much quieter now, what? Aren't you leaving? Want to say a few harsh words for your master? Ye Wencheng's demeanor was as usual, and he asked Da Yang, who was still standing in place.
"Second Young Master, after all, the eldest young master is the orthodox heir of the Ye family, you have to respect him." Da Yang stared straight at Ye Wencheng's side face.
"Da Yang, how long have you been following my eldest brother?"
"It's been ten years since I was brought back by the eldest young master."
"Is ten years enough to see a person clearly?" Ye Wencheng finally turned his face and looked directly at Da Yang, his gaze cold.
Da Yang subconsciously shrank back, and then showed a look of resistance: "The eldest young master is a good person, he saved me and gave me a place to stay, I will always believe in him and respect him." ”
"I've known him since I was a child, and I didn't believe in him or respect him long before you." Ye Wencheng said coldly.
"That's because you feel that the eldest young master is hindering your future! You feel like everything he has now should be yours! ”
"Only the short-sighted laity would attribute all the symptoms of the problem to money...... Da Yang, you are just a vulgar person, but you think you are a noble and righteous person who is loyal to the Lord, which is ridiculous. ”
"You!?" Da Yang stared at Ye Wencheng with his fists clenched, "I won't be deceived by your words!" ”
"Then don't try to convince me in a few words. Alright, your master is gone, please take care of yourself, don't let me call someone to drive you away. Ye Wencheng's tone returned to laziness and lay down on the rattan chair again.
Da Yang was stunned for a while, and then said as if explaining and admonishing: "The eldest young master wants to invite you back these times, completely for the birthday of the fourth and third masters of the first month. With that, he walked away in a huff.
Ye Wencheng looked at the cold horse farm outside the fence, the coldness in his eyes faded a little, his fingers tapped the armrest of the rattan chair, and suddenly, his sight fell into the figures of two "intruders".
Ye Wencheng frowned, got up from the rattan chair at once, and took out a telescope from the shelf on the side.
At the crosshairs of the camera, he saw Su Zan and Jin Zhao sneaking out from behind a white building in the distance and poking their heads into the main racecourse.
Ye Wencheng put down the binoculars and cursed in a low voice, he picked up the phone on the low table and dialed the internal line.
"Somebody snuck in, don't you know? Deal with it! ”
After hanging up the phone, he picked up the binoculars and looked out, in the lens, a security guard soon appeared, and "politely" invited the two people away, Su Zan seemed to be very reluctant and glanced here.
Ye Wencheng's heart missed a beat, and at that moment, he felt that Su Zan saw himself through the telescope.
After a while, the steward of the racecourse knocked on the door and came in, and reported respectfully: "Second Shao, the people have been driven away." This time it was our negligence, and there is no next time. ”
"Hurry?" Ye Wencheng raised his eyebrows, "Next time, be more rude, so that the racecourse will make social news headlines." ”
The steward panicked: "We have treated those two well, and we definitely didn't do anything!" ”
"Let's go!" Ye Wencheng waved his hand.
The steward bowed and walked away.
"Sister Zan...... What are you doing with Jin Zhao......" In the room that was quiet again, Ye Wencheng muttered to himself.