Chapter 783: The Most Hated Betrayal

This girl was too wicked, she had such strong interpersonal relationships yet never mentioned a word in front of her family members.

If only she had been a bit more tactful, would the Ye family have neglected her all these years?

Thinking of this, the old master also became displeased and, summoning his authority, looked at Nan Jiaojiao and said sternly, “Jiaojiao, think it over.

No matter what, the Ye Family is still a support for you.

If you really leave today, it will be difficult to mend this relationship in the future.”

Nan Jiaojiao tugged at the corner of her mouth almost imperceptibly.

She didn’t even extend the arc of a cold smile.

She turned and walked away.

The Ye Family’s support?

She had never enjoyed that, nor did she yearn for it.

Shen Shichu stood next to Ye Shiqing, comforting her as she clung to him, crying from fright.

When their eyes met, he gave her a slight smile, his face warm and handsome, without the slightest intention of ingratiating himself, his gaze devoid of any malice as if he were truly just a friendly brother-in-law.

From the initial shock at Nan Jiaojiao’s actions to gradually calming down.

At least in public, he had always been very good at hiding his true colors.

“Shen Shichu.”

Nan Jiaojiao said indifferently, “Remember, what I hate most in my life is being threatened by others.”

Shen Shichu’s hand on Ye Shiqing’s shoulder suddenly tensed.

His eyes fixing on Nan Jiaojiao sharpened momentarily, but in the blink of an eye, his expression returned to normal.

“Jiaojiao, what are you talking about?”

“That paternity test, please do explain.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t care at all about tearing away his guise of a gentleman and didn’t mind what the others would think upon hearing her words and walked away directly after dropping her statement.

Shen Shichu clenched his teeth, giving Nan Jiaojiao a hard stare as a flash of violence crossed his eyes.

Although he hid it well, Yaen Chi noticed it nonetheless.

“Quite interesting,” Yaen Chi patted Shen Shichu on the shoulder, “Brother, my apologies, I wanted you to enjoy a little longer, but who told you to provoke her.

Just wait, tomorrow someone will deliver you a big gift.”

Shen Shichu felt a chill run through his body.

His lips pressed tightly together, he was at a loss for words.

Suddenly, he felt his scalp tingling, a mixture of palpitations and anxiety, a feeling he had when his goods were destroyed one after the other in the past, and now he was experiencing it again.

He wanted to chase after her to ask in detail, but suddenly his shoulder was bumped.

He didn’t see who it was clearly, and by the time he looked up, he saw the Ye family members hurrying out.

His eyes darkened with disdain at the Ye Family’s shamelessness, but he followed them out, hoping he might hear something else.

Ye Shiqing, panicked, grabbed onto him, her eyes brimming with tears as she asked, “Brother Chu, where are you going?

They are chasing after sister, are you going too?”

Shen Shichu looked at her coldly, his gaze sharp as a knife, darting a glance at the hand she grasped him with.

Ye Shiqing was startled; he had just been holding her in his arms to comfort her, but now his gaze toward her was almost cold-blooded.

Her hand trembled and she let go of him.

Shen Shichu’s lips twisted into a smile as he walked out, holding Ye Shiqing around her waist, but his steps were hurried, utterly indifferent to whether the person in his arms was being dragged along.

From afar, he heard Chen Nian complain, “Why chase after her?

She chose to leave herself.

Didn’t you see she’s already hooked up with someone high and mighty?

Like she cares about us now?”

“Dammit!”

The old master nearly struck Chen Nian with his cane, warning in a low voice, “Those high branches around her are ones you could never reach in this lifetime.

If Jiaojiao truly isn’t a daughter of the Ye family, it’s over for the Ye family forever!”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced back, not even bothering to muster a cold smile.

Outside the villa, a Bugatti was parked, and Nan Jiaojiao looked up, her gaze meeting Bo Yanching’s profound eyes.