Best Young Master
Chapter 381 - 340: Help from a Noble Person

Chapter 381: Chapter 340: Help from a Noble Person

Without paying attention to Xu Wanfu and Manager Li’s shocked expressions, Ye Fan gave Pan Jueming a look and led the way forward.

"Let’s go, little aunt."

Pan Jueming understood and tugged Pan Xiaolu’s arm.

"Uh...okay, okay!"

Pan Xiaolu suddenly came to her senses and subconsciously followed behind Pan Jueming, brushing past Xu Wanfu with a shock that wouldn’t dissipate in her heart.

Especially when she caught a glimpse of Xu Wanfu’s terrified look from the corner of her eye, she couldn’t help but think of how arrogant he had been before and felt like she was in a dream, while also becoming extremely curious about Ye Fan’s identity!

Curious as she was, Pan Xiaolu didn’t dare to ask more questions and just mechanically followed suit.

"Xu...Chairman Xu."

Moments later, when Ye Fan entered the Furong Hall private room with Pan Jueming, Pan Xiaolu, and Pan Ying, Manager Li was the first to snap out of his shock. He remembered Ye Fan’s words and, with residual fear, nudged Xu Wanfu.

"Sss~"

Xu Wanfu took a sharp breath and headed quickly towards the private room across from Furong Hall without another word.

Although he didn’t know who Ye Fan was, his rationality told him that since Ye Fan dared to make such a brazen statement even after knowing Xue San Yue’s identity, he clearly didn’t regard Xue San Yue highly at all.

And...looking across the entire Forbidden City and even all of Huaxia, among the younger generation, only those from a few grand clans could afford to dismiss Xue San Yue.

At this thought, Xu Wanfu’s heartbeat accelerated, his breathing became rapid, and his legs felt weak, as if he might fall at any moment.

By comparison, although Manager Li was also quite scared, upon recalling that he had not contradicted or provoked Ye Fan and the others, he breathed a sigh of relief. He also wisely chose not to follow Xu Wanfu but turned instead to the elevator, casting a meaningful look at the four waitresses originally prepared for Xue San Yue.

Realizing Manager Li’s gaze, the four waitresses clearly understood that in the future, they could cross their legs freely, but they must keep their mouths shut—not a word about today’s events should be mentioned!

A dozen seconds later, Xu Wanfu reached the private room door across from Furong Hall. Trembling, he glanced at the door of the room Ye Fan had entered before pushing open the door to Xue San Yue’s private room and hurrying inside.

Inside the room, Xue San Yue was holding a cup of fine Da Hong Pao tea. Seeing Xu Wanfu enter, he put down the teacup and asked, "Chairman Xu, where are the people?"

"Xue...Mr. Xue..." Perhaps Xu Wanfu was truly quite terrified, as even his speech was faltering.

"Why are you so nervous?" Noticing Xu Wanfu’s abnormal state, Xue San Yue raised an eyebrow and asked with confusion.

"Xue...Mr. Xue, here’s what happened. I saw a woman I knew and wanted to invite her to join you for a drink, but the woman was reluctant..." Xu Wanfu steadied himself and explained.

Upon hearing this, a trace of irritation crossed Xue San Yue’s face, and he cut in, "If she was reluctant, then let it be. Toads with three legs are hard to come by, but there’s no shortage of women with two legs. If I wanted to, women willing to warm my bed could line up from here to Tian’anmen."

"Mr. Xue, it wouldn’t have mattered if that woman was simply unwilling to come, but... but..."

"But what?"

Xue San Yue was getting annoyed. In his view, Xu Wanfu was a figure of status in the financial sector—why was he acting like a terrified thug who couldn’t even speak clearly?

"The man who came with that woman, upon hearing that I wanted her to drink with us, broke my wrist with a twist." As he spoke, Xu Wanfu involuntarily remembered having his wrist snapped and realized he didn’t even know how the other party had made the move.

This realization sent a rocketing surge of fear through him, escalating dramatically!

"Oh?"

Upon hearing Xu Wanfu’s words, Xue San Yue’s gaze immediately shifted toward Xu Wanfu’s arm, and when she saw that it dangled twistedly, her face changed color, "Who has such guts? Where are they?"

"They’re... in the private room opposite."

Xu Wanfu replied immediately, and then, remembering what Ye Fan had said, he became somewhat hesitant, "Among them, there seems to be someone who recognizes you, Mr. Xue, and... and..."

"And what?" Xue San Yue seemed to have little patience and interrupted Xu Wanfu again.

Xu Wanfu bit his lip and conveyed Ye Fan’s exact words, "And that person said if you don’t show up in front of him within a minute, he’ll jump straight off from the seventh floor!"

"You... what did you say?"

This time it was Xue San Yue’s turn to be stunned; he looked as if he had heard the coldest joke in the world, eyes wide open, staring motionless at Xu Wanfu.

"Huff... huff..."

Without answering, cold sweat dripped from Xu Wanfu’s forehead, whether out of fear of Xue San Yue’s anger or concern that more than a minute had passed.

"Let’s go, come with me and we’ll see who the hell is so bold, talking bigger than their stinky feet!" Xue San Yue said with a gloomy face as she stood up, pushing the chair aside and walking out.

Born into the Xue Family, Xue San Yue, although she couldn’t compare in status to high-born young masters like Ye Long and Bai Luo, was also a top-tier gentleman. Not only did her father hold a powerful position in a key department, but her grandfather was still in play, and although he was not at the very top of the pyramid, he was right below it, a key figure in the Bai Family Faction.

If it weren’t for this, Xu Wanfu, a bigwig in the financial system, wouldn’t be trying to curry favor with her.

Seeing this, Xu Wanfu didn’t dare to say anything more and hurriedly followed Xue San Yue.

Soon, Xue San Yue walked out of the private room with an imposing air, and then when she reached the door of the Furong Hall private room, she didn’t knock but kicked the door with her foot.

"Bang—"

A dull thud sounded as Xue San Yue kicked open the private room door.

"Ah—"

At the entrance of the private room, a waitress who was making tea for Ye Fan and the others was startled by this sudden action and almost poured the hot water on her hand.

Shua!

At the same time, Pan Jueming, Pan Xiaolu, and Pan Ying instinctively turned their gaze toward the door.

Among them, Pan Jueming frowned slightly, while Pan Xiaolu used her peripheral vision to secretly observe Ye Fan, only to find that he looked as unaffected as ever, with a face as calm as still water.

Soon, under the fearful eyes of the waitress, the imperious Xue San Yue, with the terrified Xu Wanfu, appeared in the sight of Ye Fan and the other three, and Xue San Yue also saw Ye Fan and his company.

Ye... Ye Fan?

Seeing the face of Ye Fan, one she had seen in files and then etched into her memory, Xue San Yue’s complexion suddenly changed.

In just a moment, the angry and haughty expression on her face vanished without a trace, replaced by shock!

It felt like encountering a ghost in broad daylight!

Shock and horror caused Xue San Yue’s steps to halt!

Just like a car hurtling down the highway, suddenly slamming on the brakes!

Behind Xue San Yue, Xu Wanfu, seemingly caught off guard by Xue’s abrupt stop, crashed into Xue, almost knocking him to the ground.

"How... how could it be him??"

Ignoring Xu Wanfu’s clumsiness, Xue San Yue’s eyes widened, staring motionlessly at Ye Fan sitting next to Pan Xiaolu, completely dumbfounded!

As a core member of the Hong Ding Club, not only did he know Ye Fan, but he also knew that Bai Luo, once arrogant and domineering, was personally sent to prison by Ye Fan!

Even more than that... he knew that Bai Guotao had originally planned to rescue someone from the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch’s secret prison, but not only did he fail to retrieve the person, but he also got outplayed by Ye Fan. In desperation, he had no choice but to sacrifice his pawn, Bai Luo, to protect his king.

Back then, after the incident, the entire Huaxia high society was in an uproar, especially within the Hong Ding Club, which was in total chaos!

After that incident, although the Hong Ding Club members harbored deep hatred for Ye Fan, they also knew that if even Bai Luo fell at Ye Fan’s hands, it would be suicidal for them to cause trouble for Ye Fan.

Moreover, he had also learned last night that Ye Fan had displayed great power at Qingshui No.1, severing a finger of Ye Cang and beating Ye Long to a bloody pulp, leaving his life hanging by a thread...

When he heard this news, like all the scions in Yanjing City, he had the same reaction: Ye Fan is finished! The Ye Family will definitely not let Ye Fan off easily!!

Yet here Ye Fan sat, perfectly fine...

This made him realize with just the logic of his toes that Ye Fan had not been punished by the Ye Family!

And yet, because of Xu Wanfu’s foolishness, he had somehow offended Ye Fan...

"Xue San Yue?"

As Xue San Yue was frightened, Ye Fan spoke with an even and unemotional tone.

"This... this has nothing to do with me, I had no idea, it was all that bastard Xu Wanfu acting on his own!"

Seeing that Ye Fan had directly called out his name, Xue San Yue felt his legs go weak, but then glared furiously at Xu Wanfu behind him, as if he wanted to tear Xu into a thousand pieces.

"Uh..."

As the previously high and mighty Xue San Yue turned into a mouse upon seeing the cat in Ye Fan’s presence, deflated and turning his anger on Xu Wanfu, Xu was also dumbfounded.

Although he had thought that Ye Fan’s identity was significant due to Ye Fan’s previous actions, he hadn’t anticipated the extent of Ye Fan’s intimidation of Xue San Yue.

It wasn’t just him; Pan Xiaolu was also in a daze.

Once a famous lady of Yanjing, she had a deep understanding of Huaxia’s high society and knew about the Xue Family’s power in Huaxia’s political landscape.

In her view, even if Ye Fan had a strong identity, it shouldn’t have scared Xue San Yue like this, right?

"Xu Wanfu, if you want to kill yourself, why drag me into it?"

The fear in Xue San Yue’s heart was much greater than Pan Xiaolu could have imagined, and his only shred of rationality told him that, at this point, he could only try to shift all the blame onto Xu Wanfu to clear his own name, "You go and explain to Young Master Ye yourself!"

"I..."

Xu Wanfu stammered, at a loss for words, his cold sweat flowing like rain, soaking through his shirt in an instant.

Young Master Ye?

Hearing these two words, Pan Xiaolu’s heart stirred, and she looked at Ye Fan with shock: could... could he be a Ye Family’s Young Master??

"Scram!"

The reply to Pan Xiaolu was a single word: "Scram!"

The originally insulting ’scram’ sounded like the most heavenly music to Xue San Yue, who breathed a long sigh of relief and, without another word, turned and walked away.

The limp Xu Wanfu also felt as if the word ’scram’ was like a divine blessing, suddenly filling him with a bit of strength, and he hurriedly followed Xue San Yue.

Whoosh!

Watching Xue San Yue and Xu Wanfu leave the room with their tails between their legs like beaten dogs, Pan Xiaolu felt uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, she stood up, her expression complicated as she looked at Ye Fan and said, "Mr. Ye, please take the seat of honor."

"Jue Ming and I are heartfelt friends, and since you are her aunt, that makes you my aunt as well, our elder, the seat of honor is naturally yours to take."

Ye Fan heard this and couldn’t help but wryly smile; he could see that everything that had happened had shocked Pan Xiaolu, who had also guessed his identity, so she was very anxious and uneasy.

The reason he let Xue San Yue come to apologize was to let him know the relationship between himself, Pan Jueming, and their family.

As long as this message was spread, no one would dare to recklessly trouble Pan Jueming’s family from now on, which would be a way to help Pan Jueming eliminate any worries from behind.

Heartfelt friends?

Hearing these words, Pan Jueming, who had wanted to speak, felt a shock in her heart, her throat suddenly dry as if something were stuck, unable to utter a word!

Pan Xiaolu was stunned as well.

She never dreamed that Ye Fan would consider Pan Jueming a heartfelt friend!

But—

She knew.

Everything Pan Jueming said was true.

Aided by a noble person.

His life had changed!

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PS: The 10:40 train, in a rush against time, I’ve just managed to finish this Chapter. Checking out and heading to the train station, there will be only this update tonight, my apologies.

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