My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again

Su Hongxing nodded and quickly left the living room. The driver was already prepared, opening the car door for her, and then drove towards the destination.

It wasn’t completely dark outside, and the passersby on the street were in a hurry. Under the gloomy twilight, the streetscape seemed somewhat desolate, just like her heart at this moment, as if covered by a layer of haze.

She had predicted early that Ye Qilan would be tough to deal with, so it was no surprise.

By the time they arrived at the hotel, the previous depression swept away and she got out of the car spiritedly.

Ye Qilan was standing at the hotel entrance, dressed in black, he appeared solemn.

At the hotel entrance, amid the bustling crowd, he stood out, becoming a fascinating spectacle.

Su Hongxing smiled and walked up to Ye Qilan, looking up at him, “Did I make you wait? There was a bit of traffic, let’s go, let’s go home…”

She was about to get in the car with his hand, but he pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

The kiss was simple and coarse, just like him, wild and rude.

Just as Su Hongxing was about to suffocate under his kiss, he finally let go of her and whispered: “From now on, when I call you, you must come at once. You can’t be late like this again!”

Su Hongxing insincerely echoed: “Sure, sure, whatever you say.”

Many people were sneaking glances at her and Ye Qilan, probably because they thought they were an intriguing pair, a beauty and a beast.

She didn’t wish to be stared at, so she tried to pull Ye Qilan into the car again. But he stood still and coldly said, “You were quite moved when my grandfather gave you the check, weren’t you? Were you thinking about using the plane ticket to fly out of the country immediately?”

Su Hongxing wanted to deny it, but Ye Qilan is naturally suspicious. What can she say at this point?

“I’m naive and this was the first time I saw a check with twenty million, who wouldn’t be tempted? You don’t give me money to spend, so my superficiality is your fault. Are you getting in the car or not? If you are not getting in, then I am leaving.” Without waiting for Ye Qilan to respond, Su Hongxing got into the car by herself.

Looking at Su Hongxing’s retreating back, Ye Qilan found that this woman didn’t care about waiting for him at all. She was extremely impatient.

He followed her into the car, and neither of them spoke on the ride.

Upon reaching the villa, Ye Qilan got out of the car first, throwing over his shoulder, “You’re thinking of running away, there is no way out!”

Su Hongxing slowly got out of the car, and seeing her lethargy, Ye Qilan went over to pull her. But at that moment, the voice of Old Mr. Ye sounded, “Qilan, be gentle with women.”

Ye Qilan looked at his grandfather, a displeased look on his face, “Wiry have you come to Taicheng, Grandfather? Are you afraid I can’t manage the company or do you want to meddle in my private life?”

“Come to the study room with me, let’s talk.” Old Mr. Ye spoke and walked away leaning on his staff.

Ye Qilan pulled Su Hongxing along to Xiaole and asked Xiaole to keep an eye on her. Then he followed his grandfather into the study.

Old Mr. Ye signaled Ye Qilan to sit down, Ye Qilan replying impatiently, “I’m very busy and have no time to chat with my grandfather!”

“You must marry Shiyu! If you don’t, I will hand over the Ye Family’s business to Xiandong. Once you have married Shiyu, you can officially inherit the Ye Family!” Old Mr. Ye spoke directly.

He initially wanted to quietly get rid of Su Hongxing, but he had underestimated Ye Qilan’s fondness for her.

Since he couldn’t get rid of Su Hongxing, the situation with the wedding had to remain unchanged.

The matrimonial alliance between the Cao and Ye Families had caused a lot of commotion in the city, and if the Ye Family called off the marriage at this point, it would be like inviting another enemy. Conversely, if the wedding went ahead smoothly, the Ye Family would gain momentum.

Perhaps after writing too many domineering CEO stories, I had a dream last night about abruptly dropping my updates, and then the website demanded a fine of sixty million. It scared me awake. If Daqian had sixty million, why would I torture myself by writing these stories, hehe.