Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 692 - 692 688 Lu Xiaoman is Softly Confined and Forced into Marriage

692: Chapter 688: Lu Xiaoman is Softly Confined and Forced into Marriage 692: Chapter 688: Lu Xiaoman is Softly Confined and Forced into Marriage The next morning, Lina Zhao got up early, washed up, and then put on her clothes.

While Lina Zhao was washing up, Ye Fan woke up to the noise and sat up, turning over.

He had suffered from insomnia the previous night, but his energy was remarkably abundant; an entire night without sleep barely affected him.

However, Lina Zhao was not so unaffected, her beautiful eyes visibly rimmed with faint dark circles.

“Didn’t sleep well last night?” After Lina Zhao got dressed and walked into the living room, Ye Fan noticed her spirit seemed a bit wilted and couldn’t help asking.

Lina Zhao snorted coldly, “What’s it to you?!”

Ye Fan chuckled lightly and said, “You’re heading out now, right?

Let me scout ahead for you.”

Saying this, he went to the dormitory door, opened it, and stepped out to sweep his gaze down the stairs.

Listening intently for any other movement then turned back to Lina Zhao and said, “It’s safe, come out.”

Hearing this, Lina Zhao walked out from inside.

She stopped halfway down the stair landing, turned around to look at Ye Fan, and said coolly, “Thanks, Chief Ye.”

“Heh, no problem, Chief Zhao,” Ye Fan laughed.

Then, Lina Zhao turned around, her shapely figure striding down the stairs.

Monday at work, everything was normal.

Of course, with the Spring Festival approaching, the security work for the holiday was being enforced more strictly.

The Public Security Team and the Riot Control Team were both under Ye Fan’s supervision.

So despite being the second-in-command at the police station, Ye Fan still had to do frequent night duty.

As for Lina Zhao’s attitude towards Ye Fan, it had become even colder than before.

Ye Fan wasn’t upset; he roughly guessed that Lina Zhao was deliberately keeping her distance from him.

Time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was already Thursday, with only about six or seven days left until New Year’s Eve.

At midnight, after inspecting the security work on the front lines, Ye Fan returned to his dormitory.

While he was showering in the bathroom, Ye Fan suddenly heard the ringtone of his cellphone on the living room coffee table blare out.

“Could there be an emergency on the security front line?” Ye Fan wondered, not bothering to finish his shower.

He wrapped a large towel around his waist and stepped out to answer the phone.

God forbid it’s a family emergency.

Reaching the coffee table, Ye Fan picked up the phone and let out a sigh of relief—it was actually a call from Xiaoyan Mo.

“Hello, Xiaoyan, what’s the matter?

I was in the middle of a shower,” Ye Fan nevertheless answered the phone and spoke directly.

A serious and low voice came from the phone, “Ye Fan, if you still care about my sister, you should hurry to Chongqing to save her!”

“Xiaoman, what’s happened to her?” Ye Fan asked, his face changing drastically.

“My sister is being forced into a marriage by our grandfather, and she’s already been put under house arrest!” Mo Xiaoyan said.

Ye Fan furrowed his brow deeply and said, “What’s going on?

Everything was fine when I talked to her this morning.

Didn’t she already handle that thirty million…”

“Ye Fan!” Mo Xiaoyan suddenly yelled, “Do you think I’m lying to you?”

“That’s not what I meant,” Ye Fan said.

Mo Xiaoyan snorted coldly and said, “Ye Fan, my sister didn’t tell you because she didn’t want you to worry, pretending everything was okay.

But last night, my grandfather put her under house arrest and confiscated her phone, cutting off all her contact with the outside world!”

Ye Fan flew into a rage, thinking that aside from a blood relation, Lu Xiaoman had almost no connection with the Mo family.

By what right could they force Lu Xiaoman to sacrifice her lifelong happiness for the Mo family’s interests?

He suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice, “What’s the specific situation now?

Tell me in detail.”

“Monday, when my sister and I returned to Chongqing, she met with my grandfather, who was obviously cold towards her and didn’t seem to like her much.

It might be because you had my sister return thirty million to my dad.”

“From Tuesday morning, scions of other families began visiting our home, and my sister was forced to meet those people.

They looked at my sister like toads drooling over swan meat.”

“Wednesday, my sister formally acknowledged her ancestry, and there were over thirty tables of guests who came to witness the ceremony.

That afternoon, about seven or eight young men from other families proposed to my grandfather to marry my sister.

My grandfather settled on the three with the best overall conditions and forced my sister to choose one of them to marry.

Of course, my sister disagreed.”

“Today, my sister didn’t want to stay in Chongqing any longer and wanted to return to Hua Hai, but my grandfather ordered her to be stopped and had her put under complete house arrest tonight.

She must choose from those three men.”

After Mo Xiaoyan finished speaking in one breath, she took another deep breath and warned, “Ye Fan, as someone also from a big family, you should be very clear.

In matters like this, the so-called legal prohibition of forced marriages has no binding force in front of great families.

You’d best not be naive!”

“Does your grandfather know that I am your sister’s boyfriend?” Ye Fan calmed down and asked.

Mo Xiaoyan replied, “He knows.

However, including my parents, they still don’t know your identity as a member of the Ye family.

My sister forbids me to say it.”

“Convey my regards and calm your sister’s emotions,” Ye Fan said sternly, “I will take a flight to Chongqing tomorrow and bring your sister back to Hua Hai.”

“Hmph, it’s good that you still have some conscience!” Mo Xiaoyan snorted, not worried about Ye Fan’s ability to rescue Lu Xiaoman.

On the contrary, she felt it was a good thing, as it would force Ye Fan to make a firm decision, to break off his engagement and officially marry Lu Xiaoman.

However, the reality was far from as optimistic as she imagined.

After ending the call, Ye Fan fell into deep thought.

Whether he joined the military or entered the arena, after marrying Li Zhaojun, to have any improper relationship with other women would be an enormous professional stain that could ruin his future career.

Even though family protection meant he wouldn’t be double-regulated or dismissed, future promotions would be almost impossible.

Moreover, the Ye family had very strict requirements in this regard and strongly forbade it.

If it were exposed, he, Ye Fan, might be abandoned by the Ye family.

The third generation of direct Ye descendants included more than just him, and under the nearly ruthless strict discipline of the Ye family’s old master, almost all were successful.

The loss of one Ye Fan likely wouldn’t cause the old master much heartache or regret.

Perhaps he would even use him as a poor example to warn other Ye family descendants.

Therefore, when going to Chongqing, he absolutely couldn’t reveal his identity as a descendant of the Ye family and could only rely on his own capabilities to take Lu Xiaoman away.

The next day, before dawn had completely broken, Ye Fan was already out the door.

Taking out his phone, Ye Fan called Zhao Lina.

In a short while, the call connected, and Zhao Lina’s indifferent voice came through, “What is it, Director Ye?”

“Director Zhao, I have very important urgent matters and need to take a three-day leave,” Ye Fan said.

“What?

Three-day leave?!” Zhao Lina’s exclamation came through the phone, “Do you know what time it is now?

It’s not possible!”

Frowning, Ye Fan said, “Director Zhao, have you got up yet?

I’d like to talk with you in person.”

“Give me two or three minutes,” Zhao Lina didn’t refuse.