Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious Chapter 590: The Muted Ye Shaoxian

Chapter 590: The Muted Ye Shaoxian

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Fan Hui let out a sigh of relief as Rong Qi settled beside Ye Nanshen, safe and sound. In Ye Nanshen’s company, she felt a.s.sured of Rong Qi’s safety.

The mood in the living room s.h.i.+fted noticeably as Rong Qi took her seat. The focus seemed to turn from Rong Qi to Madam Liu, who now appeared to be on the defensive.

Madam Liu, feeling the pressure, struggled with a sense of rising anger. Rong Qi, whom she had expected to be reprimanded, sat comfortably beside Old Master Ye, much to her dismay.

Mrs. Ye Sr. broke the tense silence and said, “Shaoxian fell into the pond, and that needs an explanation, doesn’t it?”

Ye Nanshen, leaning back casually, replied with a mocking edge, “What kind of explanation are you looking for?”

Mrs. Ye Sr., determined, addressed him directly, “Your wife attacked Shaoxian. Are we just going to overlook that?”

“And what would you suggest we do?” Ye Nanshen asked with a hint of indifference. “Besides, Little Qi is a woman first, my wife second. It’s rather embarra.s.sing for a grown man to complain about being pushed by a young woman, don’t you think?”

Ye Shaoxian, fuming, glared at Ye Nanshen and Rong Qi, his fists clenched in frustration.

Rong Qi added, “If I really bullied him, why doesn’t he speak for himself? It’s quite something to see a man in his twenties run to his mother over such a matter.”

Ye Shaoxian shot Rong Qi a menacing look but remained silent, unable to respond.

Ye Shaochen, usually quiet, finally intervened, his voice grave, “Shaoxian, tell us what happened.”

Ye Shaoxian glanced at him but kept his silence, his eyes defiant.

As the silence stretched, Ye Shaochen’s patience waned, “What does this silence mean, Shaoxian?”

Madam Liu, anxious, urged him, “Shaoxian, tell us what happened. Don’t be embarra.s.sed; you’re the victim here. Your grandfather will understand.”

She cast a nervous glance at Old Master Ye, relieved to find him expressionless.

Ye Shaoxian, seething, wanted to lash out but felt powerless. He sat in silence, his expression darkening.

He considered other ways to communicate, but texting or writing felt beneath him. He remained silent under the scrutiny of the room.

Mrs. Ye Sr., losing her temper, slammed her hand on the table. “There was a servant who witnessed the incident. Bring them here now to tell us exactly what they saw!”

Madam Liu echoed, “Yes, bring in the servant!”

Soon, a servant, visibly nervous, was ushered into the room, trembling under the weight of the tense atmosphere. It had been years since such a gathering had occurred, not since Ye Nanshen’s car accident.

“Fang, tell us what you saw at the pond. Be honest and don’t omit anything,” Madam Liu instructed, her eyes fixed on Rong Qi, expecting a revelation..