Mated at First Sight
Chapter 962 - 637: What, Trying to Flirt with Me? (Part 1)

Chapter 962: Chapter 637: What, Trying to Flirt with Me? (Part 1)

On the plane, Ye Xiwen was completely devoid of the demeanor she held when she was with Mu Lin and the others. Her expression was as cold and indifferent, reminiscent of the once distant Yue Qiao, rejecting people miles away.

She emitted an aura that was difficult for others to approach.

The handsome young man sitting next to her initially harbored a good impression due to her beautiful appearance, but the intensity of her presence was so overwhelming that he didn’t dare strike up a conversation.

The Ye Xiwen of today was no longer the same person who could be easily bullied or the good-natured Ye Xiwen of before; nor was she the Little Ye Zi that everyone in Ying Sun spoke of.

Mu Lin once said, although they themselves did not engage in unnecessary troubles, if someone dared to provoke them, they should never be polite in response.

To return the affront tenfold was a given; Mu Lin also said to walk straight ahead without fear, because they were never alone! In front and behind them were their comrades.

Her eyes listlessly gazed out the car window.

Mu Lin and the others would probably be disappointed, wouldn’t they? Now, she truly resembled a deserter; she really didn’t want her own troubles to become a nuisance for everyone else.

Even though she didn’t want to leave that place at all, didn’t want to depart from the warmth that had thawed her once icy heart, she truly couldn’t bear to leave them all!

Thinking of Mu Lin, thinking of her comrades, slowly, a radiant smile that only emerged in their presence crept across Ye Xiwen’s lips, inadvertently catching the attention of the startled young man beside her.

"Excuse me for interrupting." In the end, he couldn’t help but speak up, turning his gaze toward Ye Xiwen.

Ye Xiwen turned to look at him, the smile already fading from her eyes, her delicate and elegant eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Yes?" Her voice was indifferent, lacking any particular warmth, very calm.

The young man was initially taken aback, but after a brief pause, he smiled at Ye Xiwen and said, "My name is Awu, as in the fifth number of ’one, two, three, four, five’. I was wondering if I might get to know you?" Ye Xiwen felt different to him from other girls; just sitting there quietly, she possessed a lethal attraction.

To him, she was unlike any other girl that had ever made his heart beat so fast, and he felt nervous just talking to her.

However, Ye Xiwen merely glanced at him dispassionately, smirking slightly, "What, you want to hit on me? Rest assured, you don’t stand a chance."

This straightforward and blunt statement instantly choked him up, his expression stiffening on the spot, somewhat at a loss.

Indeed, it was very direct. He hadn’t even started to say anything, but watching Ye Xiwen, he quickly waved his hands, denying, "No, no, I just thought that sitting together means we are somehow fated, so I wanted to introduce myself." He really hadn’t had time to think too much.

Just a little bit more than usual, but he didn’t expect the girl in front of him to be so guarded.

"I think that won’t be necessary." She wasn’t interested in getting to know anyone, and moreover, "I’m not interested in younger guys." The young man in front of her looked to be just over twenty at most; she wasn’t in the mood for cradle-robbing.

When it came to matters of the heart, Ye Xiwen had long lost the desire for any more entanglements.

After she spoke, the space between them returned to silence, the young man hanging his head awkwardly, shocked that his first attempt at reaching out was so thoroughly rejected.

Clearly, Ye Xiwen was not intending to engage in further conversation with him.

Her mood wasn’t great right now. From the moment she had stepped out of the military base, or rather from the moment she had seen that man’s phone call, her mood hadn’t improved.

Traveling from B City back to S City, a journey that only took two hours in the sky, was close indeed. Yet, Ye Xiwen found that she would rather time slow down a bit more, unwilling to return too quickly to that cold and unwelcoming home.

When the plane landed and she walked out of the airport’s Main Gate, breathing in the not so fresh air outside, Ye Xiwen let out a cold laugh. S City, after being away for So long, she had finally returned.

And at that moment outside the airport, upon seeing Ye Xiwen, people quickly approached to greet her.

"Princess, you’ve finally returned," the elder said, with a hint of tearful relief in his voice. Watching Ye Xiwen approach step by step, the elder was overwhelmed with emotion.

"Butler Zhong." When Ye Xiwen saw who it was, her expression warmed up ever so slightly, "How did you know which flight I was on?" She remembered not telling anyone.

For Ye Xiwen, in the vast Ye Family, it was only the elder before her who could still make her feel a hint of warmth in her heart; thus, she always cherished him.

"I heard the old master say you were coming back today, so I thought I would come pick you up."

Zhong Mao, the Ye Family’s butler, had watched Ye Xiwen grow up. His affection and concern for his young mistress were sincere.

"Princess, it’s been so long since you last came home." It’s been almost four years, hasn’t it?

"Home." Hearing this word, Ye Xiwen let out a cold laugh, "Butler Zhong, do you really think that place is still my home?" Could a place like that truly be worthy of being called her home? If so, she’d rather be without it.

Looking at Ye Xiwen’s indifferent expression, Zhong Mao slowly sighed, "But after all, this is the place where the lady used to live." Thinking of Ye Xiwen’s mother, gentle yet passed away early, Zhong Mao sighed deeply again in his heart.

Ah... Heaven really is unfair.

Ye Xiwen, "That’s right, had you not mentioned it, I almost forgot—that house, it seems it’s still my mother’s. Some people living there are indeed—too comfortable." It was the house her grandfather had left for her mother. She could let go of everything else, but this, she must reclaim.

These people, once again they’re scheming against me.

Heh heh... Now, I definitely won’t let anyone bully me anymore; if push comes to shove, I don’t mind dragging the entire Ye Family down—with me to ruin.

Thinking of the restrainment from the past, Ye Xiwen sometimes really wants to mock herself severely.

Back then, I really was like a fool! Absolutely imbecilic, with holes in my brain.

This Time, watch how I’ll thwart certain people’s motives to the point of utter disarray.

I won’t be a Ye!

Although I don’t want to take on this nauseating surname at all.

And at this moment, at the Ye Family.

On the sofa sat a family of three, looking quite harmoniously happy.

"Daddy, sister is coming back, will you stop loving me then?" Pouting her lips, she looked utterly coquettish and adorable.

The young girl in front of her was wearing a pristine princess dress, delicate melon-seed face, almond eyes brimming with moisture, voice tender and soft.

If the people from Ying Sun were here, they would probably exclaim in unison: "Such a big white lotus flower! Yuck~"

This kind of woman, all soldiers despise them intensely; no helping it, they’re just too fake, to the point it makes you want to vomit.

To be honest, the young girl in front of her and Ye Xiwen—they really don’t look alike at all.

That facial combination doesn’t have the grandeur of Ye Xiwen, it only has pretense, which actually suits her character very well.

By relying on such looks alone, she has some men completely bewitched, deceived to the point of obliviousness.

However, it seems that many men now actually like this kind of girl, who constantly arouses a protective urge; and Ye Xiwen, just happens not to be that type.

I wonder if that’s considered a disadvantage; especially with her incredibly stubborn personality.

"Rourou, what are you talking about, when have I ever stopped loving you?" Ye Jianfeng looked at Ye Xirou, smiling affectionately, "Who in the house doesn’t know I dote on you more than your sister."

That was true.

Ye Xirou instinctively lifted her face, "I knew it, Daddy loves Rourou the most." The woman beside her also stretched out her hand to ruffle her head, full of doting affection, "Isn’t that obvious?"

How could that woman’s daughter be compared to her own daughter?

This Time, I will completely kick her out of the line of Ye Family heirs.

As long as I marry her off, then the Ye Family will belong to my Rourou; not to mention, that adopted son Ye Jianfeng regards as an heir is now already my daughter’s fiancé.

If it weren’t for just in case, I wouldn’t want to see that woman Ye Xiwen at all.

This woman who looks almost exactly like her dead mother.

And at this very moment, Ye Xiwen was standing quietly outside the door, looking at the joyful atmosphere inside the house, the coldness of the corners of her mouth, freezing cold.

The Ye Family, heh heh heh... This "outsider" has finally come back, huh!

It seems that I have a tough battle ahead of me.