Chapter 113: I Truly Love Young Master Ye

“I asked you a question. If you take a liking to my things, should I just give them to you? Does that mean if I want the woman in your arms, you’d hand her over to me too?”

Xu Shaochen repeated his earlier words, staring at Ye Pengfei. “I’m not your father, why should I spoil you?”

“If you have the ability, go ahead and try.” Ye Pengfei’s eyes were cold. His anger was already building.

He hadn’t encountered such an arrogant person in a long time. In Jiangzhou, on his turf, someone dared to defy his will. Truly reckless.

For a moment, the room was deathly quiet. The air was thick with tension.

“Heh, is that so? Then I’ll give it a shot.”

Xu Shaochen shrugged and let out a soft laugh before looking at the woman in Ye Pengfei’s arms. “How much is he giving you? I’ll double it.”

“Who do you think you are? I’m not with Young Master Ye for money. I truly love him!” The woman in Ye Pengfei’s arms seemed deeply insulted, her emotions flaring as she shouted at Xu Shaochen.

Ye Pengfei’s lips curled into a derisive smile. He knew his women were devoted to him, entranced by his looks and demeanor. How could they betray him over a bit of money?

Xu Shaochen simply laughed indifferently. “One hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand? How about three hundred thousand? Name your price. I guarantee he won’t trouble you.”

He wasn’t really interested in the woman—he never lacked women—but he wanted to humiliate Ye Pengfei.

“I said I truly love Ye…”

“Two million!” Xu Shaochen cut her off before she could finish.

The woman swallowed her words, hesitation flickering across her delicate face. After all, Ye Pengfei hadn’t spent more than five hundred thousand on her.

Seeing her waver, Ye Pengfei’s expression turned rigid. Xu Shaochen, however, smiled.

“Two million. Just one night with me, and I guarantee he won’t dare trouble you.”

Xu Shaochen raised a finger, waving it like a seductive devil.

“You… keep your word.” The woman finally succumbed to the lure of money. Two million was a sum she might never earn in her lifetime.

With just one night, two million would be hers. How simple is that? Greed can sway the heart, and since Xu Shaochen dared challenge Ye Pengfei, it meant he wasn’t afraid of him. Naturally, he’d be able to protect her too.

“You wretch! Dare to defy me!”

Ye Pengfei roared, his teeth grinding in anger. He never expected his woman to be taken from him right under his nose for money.

It was like a brutal slap across his face, stinging painfully.

His earlier confidence and arrogance were now thoroughly trampled by Xu Shaochen.

“Shut up, you idiot! Who do you think you are? If not for your money, who would waste time with you?”

The woman hurled insults at Ye Pengfei, then smiled sycophantically as she ran into Xu Shaochen’s arms. “I’ve never really liked him anyway. He’s stingy and pretentious. I prefer men like you who can handle sports cars with one hand.”

“Hahaha, Master Ye, it seems your relationship doesn’t measure up to the two-million-high stack I’ve offered!”

Xu Shaochen laughed heartily while holding the woman, his gaze mocking as he provocatively ran his hand along her smooth, white leg.

Hiss—

Everyone present gasped at the sight. To provoke Ye Pengfei like this, Xu Shaochen was definitely the only one in all of Jiangzhou daring enough to do so.

They could almost envisage how horrible Xu Shaochen’s fate would be.

The manager’s eyes gleamed with schadenfreude. Daring to touch Ye Pengfei’s woman? He must have a death wish.

Mei Liangxin and Zhao Qing both looked worried. They knew Xu Shaochen had money, but they also knew Ye Pengfei wasn’t someone to take lightly. Things might end badly.

“Don’t worry. In Jiangzhou, no one can do anything to Mr. Xu.”

Zhang Wei smiled confidently, trying to reassure them.

Only he truly understood Xu Shaochen’s background. Not just Jiangzhou—there weren’t many rich second-generation heirs in the world who could step up to Xu Shaochen.

“You’re dead, boy!”

Ye Pengfei snarled at Xu Shaochen, his voice filled with rage. His handsome face twisted in fury, veins bulging on his tightly clenched fists.

He never imagined that someone would dare to toy with his woman before his very eyes. And what was worse, his woman willingly went along with it.

He, Ye Pengfei, humiliated like this!

An unforgivable shame! Xu Shaochen had to die to appease this overwhelming hatred in his heart.

“Other than barking, what else can you do? Get out now! I just paid two million to seduce your girlfriend. Naturally, I need to make the most of my time with her. You’re in the way.”

Xu Shaochen, holding the woman, played with her wantonly. The woman blushed deeply, leaning against him and panting heavily.

Arrogant in front of me?

You’re not even worth anything. Do you really have the right? “Die!”

Ye Pengfei’s rage exploded. He roared and lunged at Xu Shaochen, his eyes bloodshot.

He had trained in free fighting since he was young. An average person wouldn’t be able to last ten rounds with him. In his mind, Xu Shaochen was no more than a minor annoyance, someone he could easily crush.

He would break all four of Xu Shaochen’s limbs, ensuring that he spent the rest of his life bedridden. Otherwise, Ye Pengfei wouldn’t be able to let it go.

“Scram!”

As Ye Pengfei charged, Xu Shaochen shouted coldly and stood up, delivering a powerful sweeping kick.

“Ugh! Arghhh—”

Ye Pengfei cried out in pain, spitting out blood as he was sent flying as if hit by a car, crashing heavily to the ground.

“A mere ant dares to challenge me? Overestimating yourself.”

Xu Shaochen looked down on Ye Pengfei with disdain.

“Young Master Ye! Young Master Ye, are you okay?”

Ye Pengfei’s lackeys were appalled, rushing to help him up in a panic.

“Kid, how dare you wound Young Master Ye! Not even the King of Heaven can save you now. If you’re smart, kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe Young Master Ye will be merciful and leave your corpse intact.”

A young man jumped out, shouting his loyalty to Ye Pengfei, eager to make a name for himself.

Smash!

Before he could finish, Xu Shaochen casually grabbed a glass ashtray and hurled it.

“Argh!”

The young man let out a scream, clutching his nose as he fell to the ground. His nose had been broken by the flying ashtray.

“If anyone dares to say another word, this will be their fate.”

Xu Shaochen coldly scanned the room, his tone icy.

Everywhere his gaze landed, people bowed their heads and retreated, not daring to meet his eyes.

Xu Shaochen sneered, “What a bunch of worthless trash.”

Everyone’s face turned a deep shade of red. They felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation, yet none of them dared to say a word.