Chapter 047: Is Ye Fuli Giving Up This Position?
The villa had just been moved out of, leaving it feeling empty and bare.
Ye Fuli had no immediate plans to move in, nor the spare cash for renovations. After a quick glance inside, she led Ye Zhen back outside.
As the heavy door creaked shut behind them, Ye Zhen instinctively turned back for one last look.
So this was the first territory Feng Aotian had conquered!
Had she just witnessed history?
Now that they shared such a significant secret, could they truly not be considered friends?
Even if not friends, surely they weren't enemies? After all, no one would share such secrets with an enemy, right?
And why did she say the Ye family's money was only for looking at, not touching?
Could it be that in her previous life, after returning to the Ye family, Ye Fuli had endured some unknown hardship…?
Doubts began to stir in Ye Zhen's heart.
She had thought this was a world of pure escapism reserved solely for Ye Fuli.
But now it seemed that behind the glamour and perfection, there were shadows she couldn't see.
This world was far from simple.
This world was far from simple.
Ye Fuli put her helmet back on and handed Ye Zhen hers, gesturing for her to get on the bike.
By now, Ye Zhen had grown accustomed to this thrilling mode of transport and her legs no longer trembled. Yet she still dared not embrace Ye Fuli's waist while fully conscious. Only after Ye Fuli shot her a stern glare and made a commanding gesture did she obediently comply.
Mmm, this waist… feels so good…
Ye Zhen leaned against her back, careful not to press too tightly, afraid of disturbing Ye Fuli's injury.
But Ye Fuli didn't really mind.
Her tolerance for pain was remarkably high.
Once seated, Ye Zhen timidly asked, "Ye Fuli, are you going to tend to your injuries now?"
"Mhm."
"Then, should I accompany you?"
"No need."
Ye Fuli twisted the throttle. The vehicle jolted to life and sped off, carrying both of them.
The journey was bathed in bright sunshine, with birds singing and flowers blooming along the way.
As they approached the downtown commercial district, Ye Fuli eased off the gas until the car came to a smooth stop. Only then did she gently release Ye Zhen's arms, which had been wrapped around her.
"Get out."
"Oh."
Ye Zhen hesitantly stepped out of the car, making sure to return Ye Fuli's clothes to her.
She knew today's madness had come to an end.
What awaited her next was the storm from Mrs. Ye!
She felt terribly sorry for the driver uncle, who'd likely be in trouble too for being left stranded without a word.
But while she felt sorry, she didn't really feel any regret.
The thrill of street racing—while terrifying and nerve-wracking at first—eventually became exhilarating, even addictive.
Motorcycles and beautiful girls? That combo was seriously hitting all her buttons!
Ye Fuli took the clothes, rolled them up carelessly as if it didn't matter, and stuffed them into her bag.
She paused briefly before asking Ye Zhen, "Don't you want to avoid getting scolded when you get back?"
Ye Zhen nodded vigorously.
The next second, Ye Fuli also got off the bike and parked it in the nearest spot.
She grabbed Ye Zhen's arm and pulled her toward the mall.
As they walked, she texted Huang Li, instructing him to come pick them up and play along with the charade.
…
At that very moment.
Huang Li was reassuring the driver: "Relax! Ye Zhen is probably with Ye Fuli right now. They're both girls, and Ye Fuli is such a smart, sensible girl—she wouldn't make a mistake like that."
The driver fidgeted restlessly.
These rich girls are such a hassle!
Always giving us working folks such headaches—is that really fair?
Beep beep beep—
The notification sound from the chat app instantly perked Huang Li up.
He quickly stood up, moved to the side, and only after confirming no one was peeking did he open the message from Ye Fuli.
It read: Meet me at Exit A3. I brought Ye Zhen back. But you need to play along—we need to stage a fight where you wrestle her back from me.
Reading the message, Huang Li was completely baffled.
What did this mean?
Were they supposed to play roles—one as the kidnapper, the other as the hero rescuing the damsel in distress?
So, Senior Ye Fuli wanted to play matchmaker, bringing him and Ye Zhen together…?
But the current situation didn't quite fit that scenario.
Ye Fuli quickly sent another message: Once you return to the Ye residence, tell Mrs. Ye that Ye Zhen is emotionally unstable due to the shock I caused her. Ask her not to be hard on Ye Zhen.
Huang Li replied: "But what about you! You're playing the villain here. Mrs. Ye will surely hate you to the core. After this, you won't be able to show your face around Ye Zhen openly anymore."
Ye Fuli: That's not your concern.
After sending that message, Ye Fuli didn't contact him again.
Meanwhile, the imaginative Huang Li had already spun millions of words in his mind about an epic urban romance drama.
"Sigh. Two beautiful young women caught in such a predicament because of me—this is absolutely not what a gentleman like me would want to see!"
Huang Li clenched his fists, his gaze fixed intently on the nearby A3 exit.
"Rest assured, my two beloved girls—I'll protect both of you!"
Just as he spoke, the very subject arrived.
He spotted Ye Zhen, her face etched with resistance, being dragged out of Exit A3 by Ye Fuli, who had her arm in a firm grip.
Ye Fuli lifted her head slightly and met Huang Li's gaze.
The moment their eyes met, Huang Li understood instantly. He shouted, "Hey! Let go of that girl! Take it out on me!"
His shout drew curious glances from passersby.
At that moment, Ye Fuli snorted coldly. "If you want her, come and take her."
As she spoke, she suddenly pulled out a fruit knife wrapped in newspaper and pressed it against Ye Zhen's neck.
Seeing this, the crowd recoiled in horror, scrambling backward and shouting to call the police.
As for Huang Li, he was utterly dumbfounded.
Wasn't this supposed to be an act? Why was she pulling out a weapon now?
"Every member of the Ye family deserves to die, especially this little runt," Ye Fuli declared, digging her nails into Ye Zhen's arm. "Today, if you've got the guts, come save her."
Ye Zhen cried out in pain.
"You! Senior Ye Fuli, don't do this! Don't do this… Please, don't!"
Huang Li was genuinely panicking now. He saw undisguised murderous intent in Ye Fuli's eyes.
Was this really just an act?
He recalled Bai Ruoting's words: Ye Fuli was the true heiress of the Ye family, while Ye Zhen was the imposter. Perhaps Ye Fuli wasn't acting at all—she genuinely intended to kill the person who had usurped her birthright!
Ye Zhen stumbled backward, dragged by Ye Fuli.
At that moment, Ye Zhen's mind went completely blank!
She could feel Ye Fuli's grip on her arm tightening painfully, while the weapon pressed against her throat had already dug several inches into her flesh.
Ye Fuli must be trying to make her spit blood on the spot!
She hadn't done anything to upset her today—why was she acting like this?
Hearing the patrol officers' shouts, Ye Fuli suddenly shoved Ye Zhen hard, knocking her to the ground, while she herself surrendered immediately.
In a place like downtown, with such a commotion, Old Wu the driver couldn't possibly not hear it.
He hurriedly pushed through the crowd, desperately making his way toward Exit A3.
Seeing Ye Zhen sprawled on the ground and Huang Li, her face drained of color, Old Wu's heart sank.
This is bad.
He'd definitely get fired when he returned to the Ye family!
"Ah, young miss! You're covered in blood—where are you hurt? Should we go to the hospital…"
Ye Zhen waved her hand dismissively.
By then, Ye Fuli had already been taken away by the police.
The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.
Ye Zhen didn't know how she'd made it back to the car, or how she'd returned to the Ye residence.
All that remained in her mind was Ye Fuli's meaningful gaze as she was led away, and the words spoken to her not long before.
Ye Fuli had said, "If you listen to me, I can let you keep the position of the Ye family's eldest daughter forever."
"Is Ye Fuli giving up this position?"
Ye Zhen shook her head, dismissing the thought.
"She won't give it up. She just wants me to obey her—to submit to her forever!"
She let out a bitter laugh.
Is this position really that desirable?
Did she, Ye Zhen, look like she wanted it that badly?
"Ye Fuli, I'll show you that even you can misjudge someone! Hmph, once the exams are over, I'll return this seat to you…"