Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Chapter 1722: Wouldn’t leave his family at peace

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“However… The girl who showed up later, d*mn… her looks are super sick… I feel like I saw that girl when I breached the wall in the Independent State… I think she’s some super Best Actress from many years ago… Too bad I couldn’t tell for sure with her sunglasses.” Big Dipper looked regretful.

Ye Wanwan, Seven Star, and the other two were too lazy to pay attention to Big Dipper’s prattling.

After ordering several family-sized buckets and stuffing themselves, Ye Wanwan called a taxi and guided everyone into the car, heading into the city.

“Sis Feng, China’s economy isn’t shabby! It’s a lot more prosperous than the Independent State. Of course, it definitely can’t compare to us if we’re talking about level of wealth.” Big Dipper watched the scenery outside the window.

“Ah, there’s so few race cars, it’s a bit meh… There’s also too few private helicopters. Even Old Seven and I own a private helicopter,” Big Dipper remarked.

Ye Wanwan: “…” Why don’t I have one?!

“Ah, that’s a five-star hotel in China? There’s nothing great about it; even the restaurants I usually eat at are more luxurious than that… D*mn, they actually have bicycles… Everyone at least has a luxury car in the Independent State…”

The taxi driver snorted. “Brother, I’ve heard bragging, but I’ve never seen someone bragging like you. A personal helicopter? Why don’t you ascend to the heavens? The five of you are squeezed into a taxi, so what’s there to brag about?”

Seven Star: “…”

Ye Wanwan: “…”

First Elder: “…”

Third Elder: “…”

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China, the Ye residence:

Inside the living room, Ye Yiyi looked at the middle-aged man wearing a black suit in front of her and asked with a light chuckle, “You guys still haven’t completed that tiny matter?”

The middle-aged man chuckled too. “CEO Ye, it doesn’t work that way.”

Ye Yiyi stared at him. “Then how does it work?”

“Everything needs to be reasonable, CEO Ye… Although Ye Shaoting did owe us an extortionate loan back then, he’s paid off most of it… Now CEO Ye, you want us to go and take away Golden Seas, Liang Wanjun’s mansion… That’s inappropriate, no?”

Ye Yiyi shook her head. “I don’t think so. Although Ye Shaoting is almost done paying off the loan he owes you, he’s not done yet. As long as you raised the interest a little higher, it wouldn’t be any problem if you took away the Golden Seas mansion… Moreover, you just have to take away the Golden Seas mansion, and it’ll be yours. Aside from that, I’ll also give you this amount.”

“Oh?”

The middle-aged man’s eyes brightened at the number given to him by Ye Yiyi.

Ye Yiyi wanted them to take away the mansion, and she’d give them a sum of money on top of the mansion…

“Haha, I understand… CEO Ye, you want us to make Liang Wanjun homeless, right?” The middle-aged man suddenly asked her with a laugh.

Everyone knew Liang Wanjun’s husband and eldest son killed Ye Yiyi’s father.

Although Ye Shaoting and Ye Mufan were arrested, it probably wasn’t enough to satisfy Ye Yiyi’s hatred, so she wanted to turn Liang Wanjun homeless and wouldn’t leave Ye Shaoting’s family at peace. She would send them all to ruin.

“That’s exactly what I meant.” Ye Yiyi looked at the middle-aged man aloofly, her lips curling into a faint smirk. “So can you do it?”