Chapter 643: Piss Off

Wang Ying was happy Ye Mo and the others were joining them. Inside, many people were already present. Waiters immediately served wine and juice after they sat down.

Wang Ying sat next to Luo Ying, intentionally asking her many questions. Luo Ying wasn't talkative, so Wang Ying mostly listened. When Wang Ying recounted Ye Mo's hardships in Ning Hai, Luo Ying listened attentively, occasionally asking a question. Hearing that Ye Mo had been expelled from the Ye family and had gone without food, her eyes welled up.

Ye Mo helplessly watched his outspoken friend, letting her continue. He kept his spirit sense focused on the man who had tricked Luo Ying into coming to Beijing. He decided to wait for the rest of his crew before acting.

Su Mei observed Luo Ying's demeanor around Ye Mo and felt a pang of discomfort. What did Ye Mo possess? He was merely an abandoned son who acted cocky. How had he captivated someone as beautiful as Luo Ying? Luo Ying's beauty even prevented Su Mei from feeling jealous.

"Ye Mo, long time no see. How did you get rich?" Su Mei's tone was laced with resentment, stemming from his previous rejection of her advances.

Ye Mo noticed her condescending attitude but merely smiled. "I do a bit of everything now. I'm not exactly rich."

Su Mei sneered. He must have tricked Luo Ying, she reasoned; Luo Ying was clearly innocent. She planned to expose him.

Luo Ying, wherever she went, commanded attention.

Several men approached her, but one was particularly bold—a tall young man.

He approached with a glass of red wine, adopting a gentlemanly demeanor. He bowed. "Hello, beautiful lady. I'm Wang Qianjun. May I have the honor of knowing your name?"

Luo Ying frowned, considering his approach rude. Couldn't he see she was already engaged in conversation? Wang Ying glanced at Wang Qianjun, regretting having invited Ye Mo and Luo Ying. Many people present were trouble Ye Mo couldn't afford.

Su Mei's interest piqued. She knew of Wang Qianjun—Wang Xu's cousin and a member of the Beijing Wang family, a man of considerable status. He was known for his lechery and wouldn't pass up a woman like Luo Ying. Su Mei eagerly anticipated Ye Mo's response. Ideally, Wang Qianjun would take Luo Ying from Ye Mo, right in front of him.

Luo Ying remained silent. Wang Qianjun was about to speak again when Ye Mo interrupted. "Wang Qianjun, I know you. Two years ago, you encountered robbers on your way to Flowing Snake, leaving your girlfriend with them while you ran away. Is that you?"

Wang Qianjun's face paled. Who knew about this besides Xiao Lei? Had she told someone?

Wang Ying, Su Mei, and others reacted with shock. Wang Qianjun's failure to deny the accusation spoke volumes.

Several women immediately looked down on Wang Qianjun. They hadn't expected him to be such a cad.

If the story spread, his wealth, height, and handsomeness wouldn't matter; no woman would genuinely want him, only his money.

"Bullshit! Who are you?" Wang Qianjun reacted defensively. If Xiao Lei had told anyone, he wouldn't let her off easily. However, realizing the Xiao family wasn't intimidated by the Wang family, his bravado waned.

Ye Mo sneered. "You ask who I am? I'm someone who saw it with his own eyes."

"You—you're the one who got out of the Audi!?" Wang Qianjun recognized Ye Mo upon closer inspection, immediately realizing he was inadvertently confirming his guilt.

Ye Mo smiled. "That's right. She was indeed unlucky to have met you."

"Ye Mo, you're right. It's truly unlucky to know scum like him," a feminine voice interjected.

"Xiao Lei, what do you mean?" Wang Qianjun's expression darkened; he hadn't expected Xiao Lei's presence.

"Scum, you have no right to ask! I don't want to speak to someone like you. I was truly blind in the past." Xiao Lei glared at Wang Qianjun and approached Ye Mo.

"You have guts," Wang Qianjun said coldly.

Ye Mo remained seated, setting down his wine glass. "Piss off."

If not for needing to observe the man who hadn't yet arrived, Ye Mo would have kicked him out. The ensuing commotion, however, would prove problematic.

"You!" Wang Qianjun sputtered, but before he could continue, someone pulled him aside.

The person, without glancing at Wang Qianjun, addressed Ye Mo cheerfully. "Haha, Young Master Mo! I didn't expect to see you at my welcome party. I'm so lucky."

It was Wang Xu, whom Ye Mo had met at Su Jingwen's birthday party.

Ye Mo rose and shook his hand. "I happened to see Wang Ying and decided to come over. Long time no see."

"Yes, long time no see. Oh, Journalist Xiao is here too, hello," Wang Xu acknowledged Xiao Lei.

Xiao Lei, seeing Luo Ying, asked Ye Mo, "Ye Mo, this is...?"

"Oh, this is Luo Ying, my wife," Ye Mo replied, taking Luo Ying's hand.

"Ye Mo, you're married?" Wang Ying and Xiao Lei asked simultaneously.

Wang Ying had assumed Luo Ying was Ye Mo's girlfriend. Xiao Lei was even more surprised. She'd always assumed Ning Qingxue would marry Ye Mo. She wondered about Ning Qingxue's reaction.

Although curious, she knew the timing wasn't right to inquire.

"Congratulations! I didn't expect Young Master Mo was married," Wang Xu said admiringly.

"Wang Xu, today's the day you begin working in Beijing. You're the next family leader Grandpa chose; don't waste time with irrelevant people," Wang Qianjun interjected.

Wang Xu, seemingly just noticing Wang Qianjun, coldly replied, "Piss off."

"You—" Wang Qianjun's expression changed. He hadn't expected such rudeness from his cousin, a direct member of the family lineage. He glared at Ye Mo and left.

Su Mei was stunned. She couldn't comprehend how an abandoned son had become close to Wang Xu.

Ye Mo sneered at Wang Qianjun's retreating figure, silently calculating that any further trouble would result in his swift downfall.

Wang Xu ignored Wang Qianjun, addressing Ye Mo and the others. "Have a seat. I need to greet more guests."

Ye Mo nodded, noticing two more people entering the room. Their expressions indicated knowledge of his and Luo Ying's presence, as well as their acquaintance with Wang Xu.

"Luo Ying, you're truly beautiful. Did you just marry Ye Mo?" Xiao Lei, feeling a pang of inadequacy compared to Luo Ying's beauty, spoke with a slight edge.

Luo Ying smiled, a radiant gesture that momentarily captivated even Xiao Lei.

"Yes. Ye Mo said we'll have a large wedding when we return."