Chapter 35: His Weakness

  Jealous? Qian Lian Xia furrowed her brow and glared back at the woman. What was she jealous of, what did she have that was worth being jealous of, hadn't they even met before?

  The woman looked at Qian Lian Xia's unyielding and proud eyes, her finely drawn eyebrows raised, sharp autumn waves shot out from those gentle and charming eyes, and again threw her gaze at Ye Sheng Ge, seeing him slightly closing his eyes, not even looking at her. The well-maintained face flashed with some distortion, the corners of her eyes rose, as if there were wrinkles and folds.

  "Second master, today I'll treat you both as seniors of the Dragon Gang, so let's consider what just happened in front of the mourning hall as if it never occurred. Everyone can go back now!"

  Deep in the mountains, the cold is severe; although the warm sunlight shines everywhere, it cannot reach the depths of one's heart.

  As soon as she spoke, the crowd in the hall showed no signs of leaving, and the woman's red lips slowly pursed together, her face filled with an ominous aura.

  Ye Sheng's large palm seemed a bit cold, and although Qian Lixia disliked him extremely, she still couldn't bear to be ruthless, using both hands to grasp his large palm, bringing a hint of warmth to him.

  Ye Song finally opened his eyes, those clear and charming long eyelashes curved into a smile as he lowered his head to look at Qian Lian Xia.

  Under his gentle gaze, Chihiro Amano extremely unnaturally averted her head, not looking at him.

  The mourning hall was shrouded in a heavy, gloomy atmosphere, the black-clad figures swaying with an air of death. The woman's long, black fingernails gleamed with a cold, sinister light, her piercing gaze sweeping across the group of people accompanying Second Uncle, seeing that each and every one of them was stifling their breath, their faces clearly showing discontent. Only then did she let out a disdainful snort from her nose, and with a wave of her hand, she sat down in the high-backed chair on the dais at the front of the mourning hall, where the black-and-white photographs were displayed.

  "The Second Mistress, Madam, told you to leave, yet you dare not listen. Is the Master dead? Has my word as the Master's wife become useless?" With a slap on the altar table, she raised her chin and looked at these Dragon Gang elders with an overbearing attitude.

  Second Uncle's face looked extremely ugly, being publicly scolded by a woman. Even if he didn't admit it, he could only suppress his anger and say: "Madam is serious, Chong Shan dare not!"

  The several masters behind him also showed some panic and repeatedly expressed their unwillingness.

  "How dare you!?" The woman's voice suddenly rose, coldly sneering at this group of hypocritical followers. "Don't forget, even if the leader is gone today, it's still not your turn to be in charge of the Dragon Gang!"

  "Before the leader's death, he entrusted me with full authority to manage the Dragon Gang. Who says that I, a woman, am not qualified to drive you all away? Simply because I am the daughter of the former leader, today's Dragon Gang has no room for any of you to speak!" The woman's thin lips moved, her words spoken without mercy.

  Finally, she softened her tone and said, "Second Master, Third Master, Fourth Master, today I respect you as the elders of the Dragon Gang. As for what happened earlier, let's not pursue it. You should go back first, and as for the position of the gang leader, we'll discuss it later."

  Qian Lian Xia couldn't help but want to applaud this woman's inconsistent words, what a great tactic, first giving her a stick and then giving her a carrot, using both hard and soft approaches.

  Since the mistress has already said so, Second Uncle and his men, even if they were angry, couldn't say anything else, and had to secretly suppress their anger, bowing their heads one after another and leaving.

  Ye Song Ge had just thought of pulling Qian Lian Xia away, when the sharp and delicate voice of the main wife immediately rang out. No matter how Qian Lian Xia listened to it, she felt that the words carried a hint of sourness. "Song Ge, this time you've returned, why do you think of escaping as soon as you see me?"

  "Isn't it because there's a little girlfriend by your side?"

  "Stepmother!" Her words were cut off by Ye Shengge before she could finish speaking.

  Ye Song's clear and bright face seemed even more pale, his deep and mysterious black eyes sank, he took a breath and turned around to look at the woman, "Mother is joking, Ye Song came back this time just to see Father for the last time, of course, also to see Mother."

  "Oh, is that really what Shoka thinks?" The wife of the head of the household cast a glance at Senri Kurenai, her eyes filled with doubt, and then turned to stare intensely at Yue Shoka. "I thought for sure Shoka didn't want an adoptive mother."

  "You had promised me to come and see me once every half month, but this time, it's been several months. If not for your godfather's death, you would have forgotten about your godmother."

  The mistress's black fingernails scratched Ye Shengge's arm, rubbing through the thin black clothes, and then her fingers moved down, grasping Ye Shengge's large palm. "You don't know how much your adoptive mother wants to see you?"

  Qian Lian Xia listened to the woman's words, her mouth opened in surprise so wide that an egg could almost fit inside.

  Although it is said that this leader's wife seems to be Ye Shengge's stepmother, listening to her words somehow doesn't seem like something a stepmother would say.

  Ye Song's face turned cold as he grasped the leader's wife's hand, "Stepmother, forgive me for my disobedience, I'll take my leave first."

  Ye Sheng Ge quickly withdrew her hand from hers and used the other hand to grasp Qian Lian Xia, who was about to walk out.

  The sharp voice of the leader's wife sounded from behind, "Shang Ge, you don't care about this leader position, another position, don't you also not care?"

  Ye Shengge's footsteps came to an abrupt halt after she uttered those words, and it was a long while before he turned back to look at her with a pale face, his throat emitting the last growl of a beast, "Don't push me,"

  "Leave him alone!!" The madam's face turned icy in an instant, and her eyes seemed to spew fire as she stared at the hand holding Qian Lian Xia's. "Song Ge, you're a clever person, think carefully for yourself!!" After saying that with a confident tone, the madam looked him up and down before leaving with her head held high.

  Qian Lian Xia had never seen Ye Sheng Ge so weak and helpless, the pain in his eyes was like a tidal wave that engulfed him whole, even his breathing hurt.

  He handed Senri Natsuya over to Kikka, who was standing behind him, without looking at Senri Natsuya, and said to Kikka, "Take good care of her," before his tall figure walked towards the inner hall.

  Qian Lian Xia didn't understand, and turned her head to ask Xun Hua in a low voice, "Xun Hua, what's going on? Did that woman force Ye Song to do something?"

  Benhua didn't respond to her, but instead stared fixedly in the direction of the inner hall with a furious gaze. The unbridled hatred in his eyes shocked Qian Lixia, and she looked at Benhua's side, where Hao Lianzhuang and several subordinates were also staring in the same direction with similar gazes.

  Such eyes, absolutely not because of Ye Shengge. Then, just walking into the inner hall, there is only the wife of the leader.

  "Biting her teeth fiercely, the smile on her face had already turned into a crying expression, and even her voice was coming out from between her teeth. 'Don't worry, young master will be fine, he'll be fine.'"

  Qian Lian Xia's face was slightly embarrassed, she frowned and walked out, "Who said I care about him?"

  He glanced at her lightly and walked ahead of her.

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