Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 944 - 0: Go and Apologize to Young Master Ye

At this moment, Ye Xunhuan’s appearance was like a decadent playboy stepping out of ancient times, while Fu Xinyue was like a commoner girl he just wanted to tease!

But this "master" seemed to find this particular target a little unsatisfactory on top of it.

Sheng Wentao, seeing Ye Xunhuan pulling him into the mess again, didn’t back down. After all, he had already offended Fu Xinyue and Xiao Boyang, so there was no need to play nice!

So Sheng Wentao curled his lip disdainfully and said, "You think I’m blind like you? How could I possibly take a liking to this kind of trash..."

The corner of Ye Xunhuan’s mouth twitched slightly.

Damn it, it’s one thing to insult Fu Xinyue, but why drag me down too!

But Ye Xunhuan conveniently forgot how earlier, when he called Fu Xinyue "damaged goods," he repeatedly emphasized it was Sheng Wentao’s opinion.

Now that Sheng Wentao had finally found a chance to take his revenge, how could he let it slip?

Upon hearing Sheng Wentao’s words, Fu Xinyue’s proud face instantly turned ugly.

As the saying goes, women dress to please those who admire them, but equally, women harbor hatred for those who belittle them!

And right now, in the mouths of Ye Xunhuan and Sheng Wentao, Fu Xinyue was nothing more than a streetwalker, someone for hire—could she possibly not be furious?

"This kind of trash could have kids..."

"Even if she did, I wouldn’t want them as grandchildren!" Sheng Wentao curled his lip again and added.

Faced with the relentless mocking from Ye Xunhuan and Sheng Wentao, Fu Xinyue finally couldn’t hold back any longer. "You two—!"

"Honey, if he doesn’t want you, I do!" Ye Xunhuan said, leering at Fu Xinyue, his eyes brimming with an intensity that seemed as if they might strip her clothes right off. "I’m a professional in rescuing maidens, young wives, second-hand spinsters, widows for 18 years..."

Hearing this, Sheng Wentao couldn’t help but break into a grin. Everyone else wanted to laugh but didn’t dare to.

Fu Xinyue was so angry her delicate body trembled, especially her proud chest, standing firm like Saintess Peak, trembling even more violently as if struggling to break free of its constraints and leap out.

Xiao Boyang’s expression grew dark. He wasn’t stupid—how could he not see that Ye Xunhuan was purposefully stirring up trouble and outright humiliating Fu Xinyue?

But he also found it strange—Ye Xunhuan and Fu Xinyue should be meeting for the first time. They shouldn’t harbor any prior grudges. Even if Fu Zibo had angered Tang Yurou and left Ye Xunhuan irked, it shouldn’t have escalated to this, right?

"You sure have a unique sense of humor!" Xiao Boyang said with a forced smile.

"I’m not joking; everything I said is true!"

"Even if it’s true, I’d still have to be willing to sell!" Xiao Boyang replied casually, remaining composed. "I know you’re upset about what Zibo did earlier and probably holding onto some resentment. I can understand venting out the anger!"

"But still, the matter at hand needs resolving. Relying solely on witty repartee doesn’t accomplish much, wouldn’t you agree?"

Xiao Boyang skillfully redirected the conversation back to Fu Zibo.

By now, Xiao Boyang had realized that Ye Xunhuan was entirely unpredictable, like someone who had come straight from the streets—a man who never played by the rules.

If things continued with this guy babbling nonsense, who knew what outrageous things he might say or do next?

Ye Xunhuan nodded earnestly. "You make a fair point. Then let’s go with Sheng Shao’s suggestion earlier: Have Fu Zibo kneel down and apologize to Tang Yurou, and we’ll call it even. Otherwise, we throw him off here!"

"If he survives the fall, it’s a testament to his fortune. If he dies, well, he deserves it. What do you think?"

Fu Xinyue’s face changed slightly upon hearing Ye Xunhuan’s words. "You—!"

"Xinyue!" Xiao Boyang immediately stopped Fu Xinyue from flaring up, then turned to Ye Xunhuan. "You’re really insisting on this?"

"What do you think?"

"There’s no room for negotiation?"

"I’m new to the capital. Sheng Shao has treated me to tea and even planned to show me around to have some fun. If not for this whole mess, I’d probably already be having a good time. Considering how my time’s been wasted, I’m being pretty lenient here!" Ye Xunhuan said calmly. "Besides, we can’t let Sheng Shao’s reputation take a hit, can we? If we just let you guys walk away, that’d be a bit inappropriate, wouldn’t it?"

"That’s right, he has to kneel!" Sheng Wentao immediately chimed in. "Xiao Boyang, I advise you to be smart about this!"

Xiao Boyang remained silent but glanced over at Fu Zibo.

Noticing Xiao Boyang’s gaze, Fu Zibo’s face twisted. "Brother-in-law..."

"Fine!" Sheng Wentao said decisively. "Mistakes come with consequences. But don’t you think, sir, you should leave behind your name first?"

"Ye Xunhuan!"

When Sheng Wentao heard that name, his expression shifted subtly, as if something had suddenly clicked into place. "Zibo, kneel down and apologize to Young Master Ye and Miss Tang!"

"Brother-in-law, I—!"

"Kneel!" Xiao Boyang’s face lost its earlier calmness and turned stormy. "If you don’t kneel, I’ll break your legs myself! Not even your sister can stop me!"

Fu Xinyue wanted to speak up on behalf of her younger brother, but upon seeing Xiao Boyang’s stormy expression, she swallowed her words whole.

She knew Xiao Boyang well—if it weren’t for encountering someone they absolutely couldn’t afford to offend, he would never act this way.

But just who exactly was this Ye Xunhuan?

Ye Xunhuan... Ye Xunhuan...

Suddenly, as if struck by clarity, Fu Xinyue’s face turned pale with fear. Her gaze at Ye Xunhuan became visibly uneasy.

"Zibo, hurry up and kneel to apologize to Young Master Ye and Miss Tang!"

"Sister—!"

"Kneel!"

Confronting both Fu Xinyue’s and Xiao Boyang’s furious expressions, Fu Zibo bit his lip, glaring resentfully at Ye Xunhuan, Tang Yurou, and Sheng Wentao as he reluctantly sank to his knees.

"Young Master Ye, Miss Tang, I’m sorry. I hope you can be magnanimous and not stoop to my level..." Fu Zibo said with visible resentment.

At that moment, without Fu Xinyue and Xiao Boyang backing him up, he was no match for Sheng Wentao, let alone Ye Xunhuan.

Ye Xunhuan smirked derisively. "I know you’re unwilling, but that’s fine. Feel free to seek revenge anytime!"

"But do think long and hard. Some people in this world might not be ones you can afford to offend!"

Xiao Boyang quickly interjected, "Young Master Ye, rest assured, if he dares trouble you, I’ll break both his legs myself!"

Ye Xunhuan gave Xiao Boyang a meaningful look. "Smart guy. I’ll leave it at that."

He then turned to Tang Yurou. "Little Yurou, grab that necklace, and let’s go. Put it on Sheng Shao’s tab!"

"How could you put it on Sheng Shao’s tab? Consider it a gift from the Fu family to Young Master Ye as an apology!" Fu Xinyue hastily said.

Everyone was dumbstruck!

What... what was this even about?

Just a name—enough to instill such fear in Fu Xinyue and Xiao Boyang?

If word of this got out, the entire capital would surely be thrown into a frenzy!

Looking at Fu Xinyue, Ye Xunhuan chuckled. "You know, you’re quite good-looking. And I really am into rescuing maidens, young wives..."