Chapter 123

Chapter 123: What an inappropriate time and place for him to speak so recklessly!

Yun Mengxi gritted her teeth, her expression twisted with grief and indignation as she declared, "From this moment on, my Yun family declares war on the Tang family and Ye Fengyun. We are irreconcilable!"

She pulled out the contract she had signed with the Tang family and tore it to shreds in front of everyone. With that, she turned on her heel and stormed off.

Tang Shihan pressed her temples in frustration at the sight. This was a disaster; the partnership hadn't even begun, and the Yun family had already destroyed the contract.

Even the usually understanding Lin Yuzhen was incensed. "Fengyun! Hasn't our family treated you well? Why would you do such a thing?"

Lin Yuzhen looked at Ye Fengyun with sorrow. She was a virtuous wife and mother, an excellent mother-in-law, but even she found herself at her limit with him.

Facing the misunderstandings of Tang Shihan and Lin Yuzhen, Ye Fengyun offered no explanation. He had been misunderstood too many times over the years, mostly due to his unremarkable face. When one bears such an ugly appearance, even a good deed is viewed by others as a calculated move, a knife hidden in a smile.

If he were to explain every single thing, he would be exhausted to death. Thus, he had grown accustomed to this silence. Let me drift as I please, let me be wild; I am who I am, and you can think what you will.

Yet, even as detached as he was, seeing the look of disappointment in Tang Shihan's eyes caused a dull ache in his chest. Tang Shihan was not one to express affection easily, nor was she good at explaining herself. From the moment she met Ye Fengyun—a man who equally disdained explanations—the conflict between them had been inevitable.

She said nothing, merely casting one last glance of profound disappointment at Ye Fengyun before turning away. Lin Yuzhen shook her head in despair and followed her daughter.

Others continued to press Ye Fengyun for answers, but he seemed momentarily deaf, unable to hear their voices. His mind was haunted by that final look from Tang Shihan. Disappointment, sorrow, grievance—that gaze held far too much.

Coming back to his senses, Ye Fengyun thanked the butler. Without the butler’s intervention, he likely wouldn't have been released until tomorrow.

The butler smiled, "I should be the one thanking you, Mr. Ye, for saving my mistress."

Upon hearing this, Li Hu stepped forward and said, "Old butler, thank you for resolving this crisis for Mr. Ye. If there is ever a need in the future, my Black Tiger Gang will surely offer our full support."

Yun Tonghai, not wanting to be outdone, quickly stepped up to engage the butler as well.

Long San walked silently toward Ye Fengyun and asked, "Young Master, are you alright?"

"The arsonist from back then is connected to the Yunlan Sect," Ye Fengyun replied.

Long San narrowed his eyes. "Young Master, you shouldn't get involved in this."

"And if I insist on getting involved?" Ye Fengyun retorted, clearly displeased.

Long San sighed. "I was ordered by the Mistress to keep you safe; therefore, I do not wish to see you trapped in danger."

"My mother..." Ye Fengyun’s eyes dimmed.

After a moment of silence, Ye Fengyun walked toward the street corner.

"Is the Young Master heading back to the Tang residence?" Long San asked.

Ye Fengyun nodded, his silhouette appearing heavier and more somber than ever before.

"I will take you there."

Long San signaled for his assistant to bring over his Rolls-Royce Phantom and drove Ye Fengyun toward the Tang estate.

After the crowd had dispersed, the old butler, standing alone in the cold wind, suddenly offered a cryptic smile. His face began to distort and change, shifting until he wore the likeness of someone from the Yunlan Sect.