A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1089

But this little chuckle looked so malicious and terrifying to Li Er, Lei San and Wu Wei-Tao.

They soon found the pressure unbearable, so they quickly got up and excused themselves.

"Mr Ch-Chu...if there's nothing else, we'll take our leave first," said Li Er in a trembling voice as he looked fearfully at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't say anything and just continued sipping his tea.

The entire living room was silent.

Since Ye Fan didn't answer, the three men didn't dare to even move an inch.

This silence continued for a few seconds, but these few seconds felt like a century to the three older men.

Their backs were covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Ye Fan finally nodded and grunted in response.

The three of them felt so relieved and ran out frantically as if they had just survived a terrible ordeal.

If anyone from Jiangdong saw them run like this, they would be shocked. These three men were the most powerful men of the province, but they had flown into such a panic in front of this young man.

After the three men left, the living room was calm again.

Ye Fan had no expression on his face while Qiu Mu-Cheng quietly sat next to him.

After a moment of hesitation, Qiu Mu-Cheng asked Ye Fan worriedly, "Ye Fan, are you really going to clash head on with the Lu and Xur families?"

She had heard everything that was said earlier, but it was not right for her to interrupt their discussion.

Now that they were alone in the living room, Qiu Mu-Cheng felt the need to ask him about it.

Ye Fan's expression turned frosty. "Jiangdong is my territory, so how could I allow anybody to set foot into this place without my permission? If they learn their lesson and back off, then nothing will happen to them. But if they prefer to die at my hands, then I will grant them their wish."

It was late at night and the wind blew gently, but the temperature was chilling.

But the malice in Ye Fan's words was even more chilling than the night breeze.

In that instant, Qiu Mu-Cheng felt that Ye Fan's icy and authoritative side profile in the dim light seemed a little unfamiliar to her.

She knew that Ye Fan was no longer that live-in son-in-law who was willing to be bullied and humiliated by the Qiu family.

Perhaps this was what the real Ye Fan looked like.

But Qiu Mu-Cheng didn't feel afraid when she saw how cold and stern he looked. Instead, she felt so much pain for him.

She found it difficult to imagine how much suffering and setbacks he must have gone through in order to reach this level of iciness and resolve.

Sometimes, it was the cruelty of life that forced one to mature against his own will.

Qiu Mu-Cheng's gaze immediately became gentler when she thought about it this way.

She walked over, leaned on Ye Fan and hugged him tightly from the back, as if she was trying to use the warmth of her body to warm the frozen heart of this man.

"Ye Fan, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. If not for me, things wouldn't have ended up like this," said Qiu Mu-Cheng with blood shot eyes as guilt overwhelmed her heart.

Qiu Mu-Cheng thought that Ye Fan had killed those two men so rashly that day because of her.

If she hadn't decided on her own to return to Jiangdong, go to Yuchang Hotel and be nearly violated by Xur Shao-Hua, Ye Fan might not have been so angry, and things wouldn't have reached the point of no return.

"Silly girl, this isn't your fault. Even if you hadn't appeared that night, Lu Ming-Feng and Xur Shao-Hua were doomed to die. They had already sealed their fate from the moment they sent people to ambush me at Mount Yunding Villa," Ye Fan quietly consoled her.

Just then, the sound of the wind suddenly stopped.