Chapter 169: Ye Shiqing You Deserve It

She sure made quite a scene.

But it turned into a disgrace for the entire city!

“What two daughters, the affairs of the second branch, we have no clue!”

Old Master Ye, Ye Junliang, angrily scolded those who came asking questions, stood up, and signaled to the bodyguards with his eyes.

The bodyguards immediately started to hold back the crowd.

Chen Nian, supporting Su Rong with her bowed head, walked out quickly.

She should not have joined this commotion, should have learned from Ye Congjie, who couldn’t care less about anything.

“Let’s go, hurry, this is simply too humiliating.”

A group of people walked out of the hotel, just as Ye Jun was getting out of the car, about to make a phone call.

Seeing them, his face froze, and he quickly approached.

“What happened?”

He had just left the meeting room and found the atmosphere throughout the company odd.

Even the people in the president assistant’s office were not working, just seriously scrolling through their phones.

As he passed by, their discussions stopped, and they sneaked glances at him furtively.

As soon as he saw the trending searches, he hurried over.

“It’s chaos, a complete mess.

The second branch has no sense of propriety!” Ye Congde’s face flushed with anger.

After all, he was the eldest uncle and hadn’t avoided watching the video several times.

Chen Nian gritted her teeth, “This time, the Ye family’s face has been completely lost by the second branch.”

Ye Jun’s brow furrowed, “What exactly is going on, can someone tell me in a few words?”

“What happened…

well, never mind, what are you doing here, hurry back to the company to stabilize the stock!”

Ye Congde wanted to urge him to leave, but Ye Jun didn’t budge.

“You all go home first, Dad go to the company, someone from the Ye family members should stay here.

I’ll go in and check; contact me by phone if there’s any situation.”

Ye Congde thought about it and agreed that someone indeed had to take charge.

Two cars were parked outside the hotel.

After Su Rong and others got into one, Ye Congde drove to Ye’s in the other.

Ye Jun walked inside, asked which hall to go to, and entered.

At that moment, the screen began to play the video of Shen Shichu’s affair with Ye Shiqing again.

Ye Shiqing, frantic on stage, stamped her foot and wept in utter collapse: “Turn it off!

I told you to turn the video off!

Don’t you want to do business anymore?”

No one paid attention to her, yet everyone was watching her drama unfold.

Except for a few guests with children who had left early, not many had moved from their seats.

Nan Jiaojiao put away her phone and left the press area.

Just as she turned around, a sharp female voice bore down from behind her: “Was it you?

Were you the one playing the video?

Are you Nan Jiaojiao?”

Nan Jiaojiao turned around to see Ye Shiqing, one hand holding up her wedding dress barely covering her chest, her veil in disarray, and her makeup smeared from crying, charging towards her like a Fierce Ghost.

Nan Jiaojiao kicked up onto a chair, pushing forward.

Ye Shiqing, knocked in the knees, fell forward, her body toppling over.

She hurriedly covered herself and lifted her head, her face changing in an instant.

“It’s you, I knew it was you!”

Even with a baseball cap and mask on, those eyes, even if turned to ashes, Ye Shiqing would recognize them.

In the whole world, only Nan Jiaojiao looked at her with such disdainful nonchalance!

“Nan, Jiaojiao!” she tensely gritted her teeth, enunciating every syllable with bloodshot fury.

Nan Jiaojiao was all set to leave.

Her plan was just to disrupt the wedding, and she only had the video of Shen Shichu splitting his attention among several women.

As for the one from last night in the bridal room, those two fools had delivered it into her hands themselves.

After all, she was a woman and hadn’t intended to make things difficult for Ye Shiqing, but the little face Nan Jiaojiao left for her was ruthlessly torn apart by Lu Zhenzhen.

“I warned you before, if you provoke me, none of you can bear the consequences.”

Nan Jiaojiao stood there gracefully, her cool gaze slightly lowered, “Ye Shiqing, you truly deserve it.”