Defrosting The Cold Young Master
Chapter 1053 - 1053 1057 Slander

Chapter 1053: Chapter 1057: Slander Chapter 1053: Chapter 1057: Slander She was about as old as Yian Jingxue, and she had suitors too.

But what caliber were her suitors?

All of them were petty men—none of them were wealthy.

Whereas Yian Jingxue’s boyfriend was none other than the Vice President of Gu Group!

What did Yian Jingxue have that allowed her to find such a good boyfriend?

It was all because she was rich.

Why was it that they shared the Yian surname, yet Yian Jingxue was dripping with wealth, and they couldn’t even afford a bigger house?

Listening to her parents grumble, it was only because their grandfather was alive that they could live in this villa.

Once grandfather passed away, Yian Jingxue would surely force them out.

It was true that their grandfather had bought houses for both families.

But those houses were too small, just ordinary three-bedroom apartments. How could they compare to this grand villa?

Though they were all his granddaughters, Yian Jingxue was sitting on endless wealth, while their family was so poor it clanked.

Every time she thought of this, Yian Chaoyu’s teeth ached with hate, and she felt so terrible she could die.

In their dreams, they longed to take the vast fortune from Yian Jingxue’s hands for themselves, but their family and Yian the Third’s family had plotted together for so long with no success.

It was infuriating.

She wanted money.

She wanted to be as wealthy as Yian Jingxue.

If she were as rich as Yian Jingxue, she too could find a boyfriend as outstanding as Yian Jingxue’s.

Such a noble and handsome man—if he could be hers, she’d wake up laughing from her dreams.

In her mind, she had fantasized countless times about Yian Jingxue’s tragic death, then all of Yian Jingxue’s countless properties and shops around the world being transferred into her name.

Unfortunately, her daydream was still just a daydream.

Yian Jingxue was still filthy rich.

She was still so poor she couldn’t even afford nice jewelry.

She stared daggers at Yian Jingxue, wishing she could stab her to death, “Yian Jingxue, you little wretch, why do you get to take so much of the Yian Family’s money? Your family doesn’t have a son; all the money and houses should belong to your brothers! If you had any conscience, you’d hand the money over so that your brothers could find a good wife and carry on the Yian family lineage.”

“Shut your filthy mouth!” Yian Jingxue’s lips curled in scorn, “I will not stoop to argue with you dimwits. Rest assured, I’d rather donate my money than give a penny to you! And another thing…”

Her gaze swept coldly over the two men who had been hounding her, giving her no peace, “Let me make it clear to you now, I already have a boyfriend. Stop pestering and harassing me, or don’t blame my boyfriend for being rude to you!”

With those words from Yian Jingxue, Han Zuo felt it was time for him to step in.

He looked at the two men with icy disdain, “From now on, stop bothering my woman or I won’t be nice to you!”

Yian Chaoyu and Yian Muyu both looked at Han Zuo, their faces flushed with excitement and hearts racing.

A good man—who wouldn’t want one?

This man had a tall figure, a face more handsome than popular idols, clothed from head to toe in designer brands, his demeanor proud and noble, the whole of him exuding the allure of a successful man, like a walking hormone diffuser.

How wonderful it would be if such a fine man were theirs!

Yian the Third’s daughter, Yian Muyu, couldn’t help but step forward, her voice bashful but determined, “Sir, please don’t be fooled by Yian Jingxue’s hypocritical facade. She may look pretty, but she has the heart of a serpent!”