Just got divorced and immediately got seduced by the stunning senior sister
Chapter 200 The Show Begins, Fourth Update

Chapter 200: Chapter 200 The Show Begins, Fourth Update

About four or five minutes later, Chen Wei heard a series of disordered footsteps from behind the wall, utterly irregular. Roughly counting, there were at least about ten people.

"Looks like the people are here."

"Don’t rush, the show is about to start." Su Yumei’s smile was confident, as if she held a winning ticket.

Chen Wei was not at all anxious and remained expectant.

After a while, the footsteps halted, followed by a thunderously angry voice.

If Chen Wei was not mistaken, this person should be Yang Muyun’s father, Yang Zhuoxian.

Seeing his son curled up pitifully at the wall corner on the floor, his anger surged from his stomach to his throat and he bellowed, "Who is it? Which blind bastard dares to injure my son, Yang Zhuoxian’s son, like this? I will make sure he learns his lesson!"

"President Yang, the people who injured Young Master Yang are inside this private room, a man and a woman. I’ve been keeping an eye on them, they can’t escape," a flunky stepped forward, eager to show off and curry favor.

"Good! Follow me in, we must teach that damn couple a lesson!"

With Yang Zhuoxian there, Yang Muyun didn’t need to worry anymore about Chen Wei harming him. His tone was equally brash, becoming even more aggressive, "Dad, you take care of that kid for me. Remember to leave him breathing, as for that woman, I want to enjoy the exhibition while in front of him, playing with his woman, and let him really feel what despair means!"

Many had seen the incident, and Yang Muyun wanted to show them the gruesome consequences of offending him!

If anyone dared to mess with his plans again, Chen Wei would be their cautionary tale.

"Don’t worry son, leave it to me," Yang Zhuoxian agreed without a second thought and kicked the door open with one foot.

He led a group of men, storming into the private room majestically.

"Hmph!" Upon seeing Chen Wei, Su Yumei was still sitting, calmly eating nuts, pouring tea, savoring her tea. Yang Zhuoxian’s forehead veins bulged instantly, feeling belittled, "Quite bold, aren’t you? To remain so calm knowing I was coming. Have you eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard? Even daring to lay a finger on my son!"

"He was bullying others with his power, arrogant and unreasonable. Doesn’t that deserve a beating?" Su Yumei asked.

"My son, Yang Zhuoxian’s son, bullying others with his power and being arrogant, is justified. If he needs to be taught a lesson, I’ll do it. Are you in the position to do so?" Yang Zhuoxian said contemptuously.

He thoroughly disregarded Chen Wei and Su Yumei.

"Aren’t you coming over to apologize to my son? Or do I need to invite you over personally?" Seeing that Chen Wei and Su Yumei hadn’t moved, Yang Zhuoxian barked out a command, his patience gradually waning.

"Senior sister, the exhibition is about to start soon. When exactly is the show you mentioned going to begin?" Chen Wei glanced sideways and asked.

"You kid, why are you so impatient?" Although Su Yumei said this, she stood up from her seat.

The same old saying, if she doesn’t care for her junior brother, who else will?

Since he was already impatient, Su Yumei didn’t mind speeding up the plot.

"What a beautiful silhouette!" Just the sight of that silhouette nearly made Yang Muyun forget his pain. She must be a beauty. That figure, absolutely amazing!

Even if her face was ordinary, just these enchanting curves down to her bones, Yang Muyun could enjoy them for a long time.

He stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, knowing that he was in for a great time today.

Yang Muyun was looking forward to seeing Chen Wei pinned to the ground, with someone forcibly pressing his head down, making him watch as he played with Su Yumei, to witness his desperate expression of tears and anguish.

Forget about Yang Muyun, even the sight of this silhouette made Yang Zhuoxian, his father, shudder deeply with wicked thoughts emerging.

"Haven’t seen you in a few days, President Yang seems to have grown even more imposing than before," Su Yumei slowly turned around.

When her profile was revealed, it was enough to petrify Yang Zhuoxian on the spot, making him feel as if he were cut in half with cold!

As Su Yumei fully turned around and her whole face came into view, Yang Zhuoxian’s lips trembled uncontrollably and couldn’t close, stammering, "Su, Su, Su..."

He stuttered for ages but just couldn’t manage to add the word "President".

"Dad, what’s wrong with you?" Yang Muyun didn’t remember his old man having a history of epilepsy.

"Shut up! You worthless thing! Do you know who she is?"

"What does who she is have to do with me? Though, this woman indeed is quite beautiful. Maybe after having some fun, I’ll marry her," Yang Muyun’s lust flared up.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhuoxian’s face soured like pork liver, looking even uglier.

Immediately, he spun around and dashed to Yang Muyun in a few swift steps.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

With astonishing speed, he fiercely slapped Yang Muyun’s face three times, scolding, "You scoundrel! Su Yumei, President Su, is not someone you can harass! Who gave you such courage?"

Still stunned, Yang Muyun heard the name Su Yumei and quickly regained his senses, asking in disbelief, "Dad, who did you say she is? Su Yumei? That female tycoon!"

Slap!

Without immediately answering, Yang Zhuoxian slapped Yang Muyun across the face once more, "You’re not worthy to utter President Su’s name so casually!"

Yang Muyun felt incredibly aggrieved, but didn’t dare to retort and was trembling in fear.

Though a spoiled brat, he knew that with his father’s meager assets, it was one thing to put on airs at the Jade Market, but facing a strong woman like Su Yumei, let’s not talk about him, even his father in her presence felt like a mere ant, easily crushed to bits without effort!

"So you do remember me. Here I thought President Yang had long forgotten about me. What was it you were saying about me, and also about my little apprentice brother?"

"Oh! That’s right, you wanted us to come over and apologize, right? You tell me, how should we ’roll’ over?" Su Yumei narrowed her eyes into crescents, smiling, a smile that, to Chen Wei, looked domineering and cool, utterly oppressive.

But for Yang Zhuoxian and his son, that smile was the source of unparalleled fear!

Suddenly seeing the Grim Reaper wave to you with a smile—who can stand that?

Thump!

Without any hesitation, Yang Zhuoxian knelt on the ground, prostrated himself, and knocked his forehead to the floor, "President Su, it’s all a misunderstanding, my son and I had no idea that it was you in this private room, otherwise we wouldn’t dare to trouble you and ruin your mood, please we beg you, give us another chance, I’ll take my son and vanish from your sight right away, we’ll absolutely not bother you again."

"Let’s not talk about that yet, let’s discuss the matter of breaking limbs and the manner of ’rolling’ over," Su Yumei said, her arms folded across her chest, appearing very patient.

Yet those words were like driving Yang Zhuoxian and his son straight to Hell.

"..." After holding still for half a minute, Yang Zhuoxian slowly straightened up.

He decided and commanded, "Beat him, beat him hard! Break that rebellious son’s legs! As an apology to President Su and her apprentice brother! Apologize!"