A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

"What?"

"Mu-Cheng has really gone to Jianghai?"

Liuyuan Residential District.

Master Qiu had brought Qiu Guang and other family members along to Qiu Mu-Cheng's home. And the old man was shocked, when he found out that his granddaughter had really left for Jianghai.

"Yes, she left this morning. My mother is having her sixtieth birthday in a few days, so I sent Mu-Cheng over to help her celebrate." Han Li replied hurriedly. Just then, she was panicking a little. After all, she had not expected Master Qiu to actually come in person.

"How soon will she be back?" Master Qiu frowned and his expression was terrible to behold.

Trouble never travels alone indeed, and screw these coincidences.

"I can't be certain. It might take her seven days at the earliest or half a month at the latest for her to get back. But if you need her, I will tell her to return as soon as possible," Han Li replied.

"Mm. You tell Mu-Cheng that we are looking for her urgently. And tell her to return as soon as the birthday celebration is over." After saying his piece, Master Qiu turned around and prepared to leave for home. "Dad, you had better take these things home. We don't usually buy you presents, so we are too embarrassed to accept yours." Before Master Qiu's departure, Han Li put on a show of standing on ceremony as she looked at the Maotai and imported gifts that the old man had brought with him.

Master Qiu hmphed and said, "They are for my granddaughter, not for you. When she returns, tell her to come see me."

And soon, Han Li and her husband bade farewell to the old man.

"Hahaha~"

"Qiu Lei, our father has spared no expense today. That bottle of Maotai costs several thousand and this milk is an imported luxury brand. They are actually giving them to our daughter."

In their bedroom, Han Li had a look of avarice on her face as she looked at and fondled the pile of gifts from Master Qiu.

But Qiu Lei felt uncomfortable. "Li, how about we tell Mu-Cheng to come home? It looks like this matter is urgent."

"No way. Mu-Cheng is going to meet her future husband in Jianghai. What could be more important than that?" Han Li turned down her husband's request immediately.

"Dad, since Mu-Cheng has already left for Jianghai, what should we do now?" On their way home, Qiu Guang had a gloomy look on his face.

"What else can we do? We can only wait."

"But if we take our time, someone else could come along and get the contract from Hongqi Group. Then where would we be?" Qiu Guang said worriedly.

"Then what do you want to do? You tell me. If you think you are capable, why don't you go negotiate with Hongqi Group?" Master Qiu shook with rage as he clenched his hands tight. Just then, he felt a huge sense of regret.

If he had known things would turn out like this, he would never have taken Wang Qiao-Yu's and Qiu Mu-Ying's advice to remove Qiu Mu-Cheng from the role of negotiator.

And just as Master Qiu was wallowing in regret, Qiu Mu-Cheng and Ye Fan had already arrived at Jianghai.

"As expected of the provincial capital of Jiangdong. Just look at the state of this place. A small city like Yunzhou cannot hope to compare with Jianghai."

Ye Fan was carrying pieces of luggage and, as he walked, he could not help exclaiming at the sights of the city.

On both sides of the road, the bright city lights and towering skyscrapers blended together to form the picture of a prosperous city.

"Shut up. Nobody will think you are dumb if you don't speak."

Qiu Mu-Cheng could feel the passersby looking at her and her husband, as if they were country bumpkins. She felt embarrassed and immediately regretted bringing Ye Fan along on the trip. While husband and wife were talking, two sedans drove slowly toward them.

One of them was a red Buick and the one behind the Buick was a BMW.

A door opened and a beautiful girl with an exquisitely made-up face stepped down from the car. When she saw Qiu Mu-Cheng, she ran to the latter and gave her a hug.

"Mu-Cheng, you are here at last."

The girl was Han Fei-Fei, Qiu Mu-Cheng's maternal cousin. She was younger than Qiu Mu-Cheng by about two years.

"Fei-Fei, you are looking prettier and prettier." Qiu Mu-Cheng was happy to see her cousin.

Han Fei-Fei chuckled and said, "Mu-Cheng, stop making fun of me. Everyone in our family knows you are the fairest of us all."

"Oh yeah, Mu-Cheng. Let me introduce you to my friend. This is Sun Yu-Hao. He is a Prince Charming, you know? Not only is he rich, but he is also a capable man. Right now, he is the general manager of a listed company. It's worth tens of billions, you know?" As she chatted away, Han Fei-Fei pulled her cousin forward.

As for Ye Fan, Han Fei-Fei did not even bother to look at him.

"Hi, my name is Sun Yu-Hao. I am Fei-Fei's friend. She has been telling me about her cousin who is as beautiful as a flower but, now that I have seen you, I realize that 'beautiful as a flower' is not enough to describe your beauty." Just then, a meticulously-dressed and good-looking young man had already disembarked from the BMW. He exuded a sublime aura as a gentlemanly smile danced on his lips. When he reached Qiu Mu-Cheng, he presented a bouquet of flowers to her.

Qiu Mu-Cheng blushed and immediately turned down the flowers. "Mr. Sun, you are standing on ceremony. I am afraid I can't accept the flowers."

"Why not? Look at how beautiful they are. Of course, they pale in the presence of your beauty." Sun Yu-Hao exhibited a refined presence as he smiled lightly at Qiu Mu-Cheng.

When Ye Fan saw the scene play out in front of his eyes, he got so mad that he stared unflinchingly at the playboy.

Shit!

Am I invisible?

How dare you flirt with my wife?

Ye Fan could no longer sit still. He walked up to the playboy and said coldly, "Yes, the flowers look beautiful on the outside. But who knows if they are rotten inside? Like some people. They may look human on the outside, but who knows what evil lurks in arts

"Mm?" Sun Yu-Hao frowned.

"Damn, where did this country bumpkin come from? Get lost!" Han Fei-Fei scolded angrily. Ye Fan's sudden interruption had angered her.

"Fei-Fei, don't be rude. He is your brother-in-law," Qiu Mu-Cheng said softly.

What?

"Brother... Brother-in-law?"

Han Fei-Fei was dumbfounded. She stared at Ye Fan as if he was a ghost. It was just too unbelievable.

"Mu-Cheng, he is the live-in son-in-law?"

"He is wearing unbranded clothes and he looks like a country bumpkin."

"Mu-Cheng, you must have married him because you were overwhelmed by depression."

"No wonder auntie kept pestering you to divorce him."

"Listen to me. Divorce this weakling. He is unworthy of you."

Han Fei-Fei's face was filled with disdain as she spoke. Although she had heard about the Qiu family's live-in son-in-law, she had not expected him to be so useless.

"Alright, Fei-Fei, stop talking. Let us go back or grandmother may start worrying." Qiu Mu-Cheng did not wish to continue talking about Ye Fan, so she made up an excuse to go home.

"Okay okay. We will continue when we get back home."

And Han Fei-Fei told her cousin to get into the Buick.

Did I say you could get into my car? Get down. I just had new accessories fitted in.

I don't want you dirtying them." When she saw Ye Fan trying to get into her car, Han Fei-Fei screamed in disgust.

And then she drove off after locking the doors, leaving Ye Fan behind.

"Eh, Fei-Fei! Ye Fan did not get into the car," Qiu Mu-Cheng hurriedly reminded her cousin.

Han Fei-Fei smiled and replied, "Mu-Cheng, don't worry. Yu-Hao is there as well. He will give your husband a lift. Ye Fan is not a small child anymore. He won't go missing."

By then, their car had already gone a long way ahead.

Back at the point of departure, only Sun Yu-Hao and Ye Fan were left behind.

By the roadside, Sun Yu-Hao was smoking a cigarette as he leaned against his car. As he puffed on his cigarette, he looked at Ye Fan with eyes filled with disdain. "I thought Mu-Cheng's man would be a somebody. But it looks like I was mistaken. You are just a weakling. You are so poor you can only afford unbranded clothes. You don't even have your own car," Sun Yu-Hao said with a smile.

Ye Fan frowned. "Do you think you have the right to call Mu-Cheng by her name?"

Sun Yu-Hao laughed mockingly and said, "Sooner or later, I will have that right."

"Also, let me give you a word of advice. If you know what is good for you, leave Mu-Cheng. A piece of scum like you is not worthy of a woman like her."

"The way I see it, you are even lower than a cigarette butt."

After saying his piece, Sun Yu-Hao dropped the lit cigarette butt and stomped it viciously into the ground.

"Oh yeah, before I go, let me leave you in despair. Do you see that building over there? It is the tallest in Jianghai. My family built it." "And look at the billboard on the top. Can you see the words, 'Baiyi Group'? That is my family business."

"Haha~"

As Sun Yu-Hao roared in laughter, he ignored Ye Fan and got into his car. A moment later, the engine fired up and the BMW zoomed off into the distance.

After a long while, Ye Fan shook his head and smiled.

It was difficult for him to understand how these Prince Charmings could act so confidently before him.

You may think that you are a rich man just because you wear branded clothes and drive a luxury car. Or that you are successful just because you are a multibillionaire and run a company.

But you have no idea that, in my eyes, owning a luxury car or a multi-billion fortune is nothing to be proud of.

Seven years ago, the entire Jianghai had already fallen under my control. And it

won't be long before the entire Jiangdong falls under my control too.

At that time, ten billion, a hundred billion, or even a trillion, will be nothing to me.

The night sky looked lonely, but the moon over Jianghai was especially mesmerizing.