Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

to re-evaluate our partnership again.
Rong, what do you think about it?”

Duan Yarong turned her head around and cast a glance at Zhao Shunrong.
Zhao Shunrong received the hint.
He nodded as he said, “I have the same thought too.”

For a moment, the smile on Xie Yuqing’s face turned stiff.
She looked at the two, who had cooperated with each other, in disbelief.
She belatedly came to understand that Duan Yarong had purposely said this to her.

“Madam Zhao, President Zhao, I didn’t mean this.
My father…”

Xie Yuqing got worked up and wanted to explain herself.
However, Duan Yarong had interrupted her, “Ms.
Xie, you seemed to have realized that you have asked inappropriate questions.
Now that you know you are wrong, it’s best to shut your mouth up to save the hassle from going worse as you talk more.”

The threat in Duan Yarong’s words spoke for itself.
Xie Yuqing’s expression turned ghastly pale.

At that moment, if she still had not been able to receive the hint that Duan Yarong was actually speaking up for An Yue, then Xie Yuqing had been wasting her time in the social circle over the past.

When An Yue heard this, she was equally stunned.
She looked up at Duan Yarong in puzzlement and saw that her expression had turned cold.

‘Is Mother speaking up for me?’ An Yue subconsciously looked at Han Yichen.

Han Yichen instantly understood the hint of puzzlement in her eyes.
His gaze softened up and nodded.

An Yue’s small face turned red.
Her face had turned red not because of embarrassment, but because she felt happy.
She had been protected by an elder…

An Yue had never felt this way before, the feeling of being truly accepted by the Zhao family.
They were a family now.

On the other hand, Xie Yuqing had no idea why the elder lady taught her a lesson for the sake of an ordinary young lady.
She was not happy with this but at the same time, she also knew how she should behave herself.

Xie Yuqing bit her lips in resignation and kept quiet.
However, the way she looked at Han Yichen remained the same.
In her heart, she kept on looking for other ways.
After all, as long as he was still around, there must be a way to his heart.

If she could bear with them at this moment, that man would belong to her sooner or later.

Zhao Youlin saw Xie Yuqing’s expressions.
A mocking smile unwittingly arched across her lips.

The fact that Duan Yarong had taken the initiative to speak up for An Yue was equivalent to telling the crowd that no matter what An Yue’s background was, the Zhao family had acknowledged her as their daughter-in-law.
If the outsiders dared to speak against her, it was tantamount to speaking against the Zhao family.

Unfortunately, certain people failed to understand this.
Or, perhaps they were too narcissistic and deliberately overlooked this.
Such types of people were destined to meet a tragic fate.

The brief interlude ended soon.
The crowd had slowly recovered their senses from the former master’s multiple announcements.

When the crowd had thought that that was all for now, reality showed them otherwise.

They always saved the best for the last.

After Duan Yarong’s case was settled, Mu Tingfeng looked impatient and faked a cough.
He wanted to remind a certain old man, who was in the mood for watching some good shows, that he had not made yet another important announcement.

The former master was happily watching the sight when he felt a sense of chill creeping down his spine.
When he turned his head around, he unexpectedly met a certain one’s bone-chilling gaze.

Initially, Zhao Youlin had no idea why Mu Tingfeng had faked a cough.
After she saw the former master looking at her teasingly, she instantly understood… everything.

She swore to god that this old coot had done this on purpose.
He knew that Mu Tingfeng was about to die of his own nervousness yet, he had deliberately saved this matter for the last.
He certainly wanted to wreck Mu Tingfeng’s nerves!