Chapter 954: Foreclosure Auction

Ye Wanting fainted, and only Madam Ye caught her.

Ye Cheng even took two steps back and clicked his tongue, saying, “Women are such trouble.

Mom, you too.

Why didn’t you check what time she would be home?

She almost scratched my face just now.”

“What are you talking about?

She’s your own sister.

Hurry up, pick her up, and take her to the hospital.”

“Take her for what?

I’m busy.

Don’t you still have some money left?

Hurry up and give it to me.”

Madam Ye froze all over, “The money from the house auction was almost all given to you.

Have you lost it all?”

Ye Cheng looked impatient, “Why waste words?

Just give it to me when I ask.”

He directly reached into Madam Ye’s pocket and indeed touched a card.

Madam Ye quickly pinned it down, shouting, “This is all the money left.

I still need to take my sister out to rent a house.

We need to live…”

“Hand it over!”

Ye Cheng didn’t listen at all.

He forcefully grabbed the card and ran out with it.

Madam Ye wanted to chase after him but couldn’t leave Ye Wanting behind, so she anxiously slapped the floor, “Ungrateful child, ungrateful!

How could I have given birth to such a thing.”

…

Evening.

Yaen Chi called Bo Yanching over to Minglun, thinking he would be late, so not much alcohol was prepared.

Unexpectedly, Bo Yanching arrived even earlier than Loo Jinyang and the others.

Yaen Chi teased, “Is the lonely empty boudoir getting to you?”

Bo Yanching glanced at him and chuckled dryly, too lazy to argue, took off his coat, and placed it on the sofa.

He fished out a cigarette, sat on the sofa, and when he turned his head to light it, he habitually squinted, his eyes half-closed as he glanced at the coffee table, “Is this all the alcohol?”

Yaen Chi immediately perked up, “No worries, we can’t lack your Brother Yan’s alcohol.”

He immediately went to make arrangements.

Once the waiter came to decant the wine, people started arriving one after another.

Loo Jinyang and Huo Linxi came in and drank two glasses to accompany them.

They couldn’t keep a low profile and soon formed a group to one side for billiards.

Bo Yanching leaned his head on the back of the sofa, a cigarette hanging from his mouth, slowly exhaling smoke.

Yaen Chi leaned over cheekily, “Missing Jiaojiao?

If you do, go find her.”

Bo Yanching didn’t move, his eyes tilted towards Yaen Chi, “She won’t let me.”

“Why not?”

“She said I look like a rich man, and she was afraid if people from the crew saw, rumors would start about her having a sugar daddy.”

“Then they’ve overestimated you.

Our sister Jiao wouldn’t need you to be her sponsor; she’s one herself.”

Bo Yanching kicked him, “Mind your mouth.

If you’re bored, I’ll go upstairs and practice with you.”

Yaen Chi immediately begged for mercy, “No, no, my measly muscles are nothing in front of you.”

How nice is drinking?

Why look for a fight when there’s nothing to do?

But he just loved watching Bo Yanching, the neglected middle-aged man, make a fool of himself too much.

He couldn’t hold back for a couple of sentences before mocking, “Go ahead, Mo the Fox was there a couple of days ago.

I heard Chu Yao got cozy with a third male lead, and he went to catch them.”

Bo Yanching suddenly sat up, solemnly asking, “Is the excuse that I’m going to mediate believable?”

“I think it works,” Yaen Chi stifled a laugh.

But before he could laugh, the door was kicked open, slammed against the wall, bounced back, and then was kicked open again from outside.

Yaen Chi instinctively frowned, wondering who dared to act so arrogantly here.

Looking over, he was suddenly stared down by Xu Shu, whose gaze was weighted with suppressed anger, sinister and gloomy, startling Yaen Chi into a shiver.

“Did you take gunpowder or something?”

Xu Shu walked in, poured himself a glass, downed it in one go, slammed the glass back on the table, and sneered coldly, “I wouldn’t dare.

How could I cause trouble in front of Master Chi?”