My 100-Day Secret Marriage With The Boss - Chapter 1101
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Chapter 1101: Chapter 1101 Third Young Master Ye’s True Purpose. Was This Really a Good Idea? (IX)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Tang Ling is my brother.” Chu Wuyou’s eyes flashed as she explained in a low voice. Tang Ling was her brother, a family member, not an outsider.
“And Fifth Young Master Shen is responsible…”
“So, I’m an outsider?” Third Young Master Ye’s eyes narrowed once again, and his words sounded like he was gnashing his teeth.
Tang Ling was her brother, not an outsider, but he was an outsider. So, she had never thought of asking him for help?!
Chu Wuyou looked at him, and her eyes flashed. What he said made it difficult for her to answer, and she did not dare to.
Chu Wuyou did not say anything, and Third Young Master Ye became even angrier. He was even more depressed. In her heart, Tang Ling was one of her own, but he was an outsider?!
“I heard that you even asked Tang Ling to find you two bodyguards.” When Third Young Master Ye said this, there was a hint of coldness in his voice, but there was also a hint of sourness that was on the verge of fermenting.
If she wanted to find a bodyguard, why did she look for Tang Ling instead of him?
“Ah? Ah.” Chu Wuyou did not expect him to suddenly bring up this matter, his sudden leap was too big, and she was a unable to turn it around. However, if he knew that she asked Tang Ling to hire bodyguards, there was probably nothing that he did not know.
“Chu Wuyou, if you always look for Tang Ling, then what am I? What am I to you?” Third Young Master Ye had always been calm and unperturbed, but at this moment, he was clearly no longer like that.
Chu Wuyou thought about his question. What was he to her?
She felt that this question was a little complicated, and it was difficult to explain in a word.
Third Young Master Ye saw that she was thinking about it and did not answer. He let out a fierce breath. Did she need to think about this question for so long?
“To you, I’m superfluous?” Third Young Master Ye felt that his lungs were about to explode from anger. was he superfluous in her heart? That was why she did not think of looking for him whenever she encountered something.
“Sometimes.” Chu Wuyou looked at him, and her eyes flashed. She even thought about it seriously before saying these words.
Third Young Master Ye’s breath was stuck in his chest. He could not go up, and he could not go down. When she said sometimes, it meant that sometimes he was superfluous, and sometimes he was not?!
Why did he want to strangle her so badly? He felt that this woman was born to anger him.
Third Young Master Ye felt that at this moment, he used all of his willpower to control his hand from reaching out to her neck.
Chu Wuyou looked at him and saw the expression on his face as if he wanted to strangle her to death. She secretly smiled in her heart and said slowly, “But sometimes, you are the only one, irreplaceable.”
“It’s too late to say nice things now. Moreover, your turn is too stiff.” Third Young Master Ye thought that she saw that he was angry and realized that she had said the wrong thing. That was why she changed her words. That was why he was even angrier at this moment.
Third Young Master Ye decided that no matter what she said now, he would not believe her and would not forgive her.
“You are the only man I have, and you are irreplaceable.” The corners of Chu Wuyou’s lips curled up. Her voice was very soft when she said this, but she knew that someone could hear her.
When Third Young Master Ye heard her words, he was clearly stunned. Then, the anger and hatred on his face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. The corners of his lips curled up.. That curve was clearly a smile, and that joy could not be hidden.
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