My beautiful CEO wife-Chapter 1717: Provoking the Evil God

This remark was like a spark thrown into dry firewood, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the whole scene.

Then, with a light cough, just as I was about to say something to ease the tension, Su Zhiqing interrupted.

"Oh, don’t talk nonsense, Leng Ruobing is already married, and her husband is here today!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd was thrown into an uproar. Leng Ruobing’s brows furrowed tightly, she turned sharply to Su Zhiqing, her gaze momentarily regaining its former coldness.

But Su Zhiqing was no longer the little girl who used to stammer in front of Leng Ruobing. She smiled warmly at Leng Ruobing, not showing a hint of hostility in her eyes, but rather a touch of concern.

Leng Ruobing’s gaze gradually turned unfriendly. Honestly, when Su Zhiqing invited her and Xiao Zheng to this so-called class reunion, she had already suspected that Su might have a motive.

If the scheme was directed solely at her, she might not take it too seriously and even brush it off lightly. But the motive was clearly to embarrass Xiao Zheng, which she absolutely could not tolerate.

Su Zhiqing maintained her serene smile, showing no sign of backing down.

"You folks, already middle-aged, yet as petty as little kids talking gossip."

Leng Ruobing’s brows twitched, swallowing the words she was about to utter, as she turned around to see a handsome gentleman in a white suit step into the crowd, with that familiar gentle smile on his face.

"Long time no see." The gentleman approached Leng Ruobing with a gentle demeanor, his words filled with warmth that touched the heart.

Leng Ruobing regarded Ye Zhengyang expressionlessly without replying.

Seeing Leng Ruobing ignore him, Ye Zhengyang snorted internally, but his face remained unchanged, turning to address the crowd: "Today marks the most complete attendance for our class reunion, and we even have special guests."

Saying this, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, turning to Xiao Zheng, who was frowning and staring from the wall, he said: "Mr. Xiao, why not come over? Though the artworks of Lanfeng Hotel are exquisite, it’s not worth standing there alone admiring for so long."

As soon as these words landed, a round of snickering erupted from the surroundings, sounding extremely grating.

Leng Ruobing’s face turned extremely unpleasant, with anger on the verge of eruption. She looked at Xiao Zheng but found him remarkably calm, with not a flicker in his eyes.

For some reason, upon seeing Xiao Zheng’s calm demeanor, her inner rage gradually subsided.

"Let Mr. Ye enjoy his ’cheap’ humor." Xiao Zheng chuckled, emphasizing the word ’cheap’ amusingly.

"Haha, Mr. Xiao, you’re too polite."

Ye Zhengyang seemed unaware of Xiao Zheng’s insinuation.

On the way, the surrounding crowd sized him up, discussing among themselves.

"Is that Leng Ruobing’s husband?"

"Doesn’t look like much."

"But there’s grandeur in his demeanor..."

"Oh, please, look at what he’s wearing, like a bumpkin. Who wears sportswear to a banquet?"

"Hey, seems like a poor lad."

"I don’t even understand why Leng Ruobing chose him..."

"......"

These comments reached Xiao Zheng’s ears word for word, but he paid them no mind.

How could a lion be bothered by the howls of wild dogs?

Leng Ruobing stood there, gritting her teeth, realizing that today’s class reunion was indeed a setup by Ye Zhengyang aiming to disgrace her and Xiao Zheng.

Ye Zhengyang still looked unfazed, like a graceful gentleman as he gazed over.

Yet, internally he sneered.

This class reunion initially didn’t mean much; they didn’t anticipate Leng Ruobing attending. However, receiving contact from Su Zhiqing, he devised this plan, originally intending to pursue Leng Ruobing through this scheme.

After discovering she was married, he lost much interest.

However, the resentment from being rejected years ago coupled with a hint of jealousy led him to formulate a new plan — to humiliate the couple, hopefully creating a rift between them.

Seeing them break down publicly would be the most satisfactory outcome.

He sneered internally, envisioning Xiao Zheng and Leng Ruobing helplessly blaming each other before him.

Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but feel excited internally.

Moreover, he wasn’t worried about Leng Ruobing retaliating. His influence abroad had expanded back home, even surpassing the Qianqiu Group’s grip; even Leng Ruobing had to bow her proud head before him.

Adding to it the Ye Family’s influence and power, a small enterprise like Qianqiu barely caught his eye. Should these two have any complaints, he could easily handle them!

"Mr. Xiao." Ye Zhengyang greeted Xiao Zheng with folded hands, looking extremely respectful, then smiled and said: "For Mr. Xiao to marry a woman like Ruobing, you must be a man of great talent. May I inquire about your family background?"

Xiao Zheng scanned Ye Zhengyang indifferently, his gaze narrowed slightly, paused briefly, then smiled: "I am but an ordinary man, unworthy of being called talented. Young Master Ye must be over-praising."

Ye Zhengyang’s brows raised, looking at Xiao Zheng with even more sarcasm in his gaze.

Heh... what a worthless man.

Ye Zhengyang shook his head, glancing at Xiao Zheng with increased disdain.

Ye Zhengyang noticed his calm gaze, his brow furrowing, puzzled by his composure.

Yet, the more composed Xiao Zheng appeared, the more irritated Ye Zhengyang felt.

Because he felt ignored by the other party.

Thus, he approached Xiao Zheng.

In a voice barely audible to others, he laughed and said: "Mr. Xiao, you must be aware of my status, right? Moreover, you must realize the gap between us?"

"What are you trying to say?"

Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette, looking at him with interest.

"Since you prefer understanding things fully, let me tell you. I used to like Leng Ruobing, and still do. So, if you know what’s good for you, leave her."

Saying this, observing Xiao Zheng’s lack of response, Ye Zhengyang gloated even more: "Of course, I know she bears your child, but rest assured, since I chose her, I’ll naturally accept her child. So..."

"Slap!"

Before Ye Zhengyang could finish.

A crisp, loud slap suddenly echoed!

Everyone jumped in fright.

They saw Ye Zhengyang, like a kite, sent flying into the air.

His mind was a blank space; he felt a brief daze between shock and clarity, until he landed heavily, and couldn’t muster the strength to rise, still failing to comprehend what had just happened.

He felt as if he’d flown unexpectedly, then everything went dark and all sound disappeared.