Reborn Heiress: Seeking Revenge-Chapter 482 Banquet (2)_1

Even Third Young Master Ye, when he offloaded matters onto him, wouldn’t have made him lose face so blatantly. Ye An took several deep breaths, suppressing the urge to wring Shangguan You’s neck. Hearing the footsteps beside him, his tone shifted as he began to speak slowly.

"Do you take pleasure in mocking my legs? Since you’re Third Brother’s friend, I won’t make things difficult for you, and I won’t trouble your family either. But the wedding between Third Brother and An Ya is arranged by our father. Even if you can’t give up, there’s no possibility between you and Third Brother." Ye An sounded somewhat forlorn, glancing at his own immobile legs, his tone filled with sadness.

He wanted Third Young Master Ye to hear this: to see the kind of person he chose, how she despised his disabled older brother and even spoke insultingly. For the sake of his younger brother, Ye An had endured it all and even offered good-natured advice.

"Over the top? Am I? I’m merely stating facts." Shangguan You raised an eyebrow. Was Ye An an idiot? Whenever he saw Third Young Master Ye, he’d change the topic, play the pitiful card, and seek sympathy, even retracting his strong presence.

"Big Brother." Third Young Master Ye’s piercing gaze briefly swept over Ye An. Seeing his desolate expression, he nodded slightly towards him and elegantly approached Shangguan You.

"Yes, Young Master." Ye An responded, perfectly recovering from his forlorn state. He wanted Third Young Master Ye to feel guilty, to make it impossible for him to defy him.

"Miss, may I have the honor of this dance?" Third Young Master Ye executed a gentlemanly bow towards Shangguan You. Without waiting for her response, he took her hand and led her to the dance floor, leaving Ye An and An Ya behind.

Watching the receding figures, Ye An’s eyes narrowed, the murderous intent in his gaze intensifying. Seeing how much Third Young Master Ye valued Shangguan You, she had to die. Keeping her would be like a ticking time bomb.

An Ya felt aggrieved watching Third Young Master Ye, tears swirling in her eyes, her hands tightly clenched. He had ignored her completely, not even sparing her a glance; right in front of her, he took some other girl and left. Shangguan You, I will never let you off, never let you have it easy! An Ya silently vowed, her eyes, fixed on Shangguan You, blazing with murderous intent.

Ye An sighed deeply, glancing at An Ya with a fleeting look of malevolence. What a useless girl, she couldn’t even keep a man interested.

"An Ya, you are the Young Master’s fiancée."

"But the Young Master doesn’t care about me at all." An Ya lowered her head, resentfully watching Shangguan You’s departing back. Where was she lacking compared to her? A girl who hadn’t even fully matured—apart from a passable face, what did she have? She possessed not even a whisper of Spiritual Energy around her. Why should she catch Third Young Master Ye’s attention?

"Where is your usual unyielding spirit?" Ye An spoke indifferently, his eyes lightly sweeping over An Ya.

"Big Brother, but I, I..."

"There are no ’buts’. As the Young Master’s fiancée, you’re the Young Madam of the Ye Family. Remember your status." Ye An coldly glanced at An Ya, and with Ye Er pushing the wheelchair, he headed towards where Zhuge Feng was.

After laying the groundwork for so long, it was about time to reap some interest.

"Miss, you’re angry," Third Young Master Ye said, his deep eyes catching a flicker of light as he held Shangguan You. A slight smile formed on his lips while he watched her. He was fully aware of her recent emotional turmoil.

"Not at all."

"Really not?"

"Yes." Shangguan You responded, pushing down the anger in her heart. He was about to be engaged; whether she was angry or not was none of his concern.

"Miss, Ye An is very crafty. You need to be careful. You’ll leave tomorrow. Remember what I’ve told you. No matter what happens, you must trust me." Third Young Master Ye said as he held her waist, and the two began to dance lightly across the floor.

"Why should I trust you? Who do you think you are to me?" Shangguan You scoffed coldly, her voice icy. Big Brother threatened her, Second Brother ignored her, and now Third Brother wanted her trust. Did they all take her for a fool? Not one person in the Ye Family was sane. They were all mentally unfit.

"Miss, I don’t see you as a fool. There are just some things I must do. An Ya—despite our engagement, I will never marry her." Third Young Master Ye responded with a smile. When would she feel jealous for him? Still, this current feeling was also quite pleasant—she was upset, sad to know about his engagement.

"You, Third Young Master Ye, can’t even decide your own matters! As the Young Master of the Ye Family, you’re too weak. You might as well not assume the role at all. Follow me, Miss, and I guarantee no one will force you to do anything against your will." Shangguan You laughed coldly.

"Miss, want to save your mom? If so, then go home and wait for my good news." Third Young Master Ye’s lips curved up slightly as he gently kissed her forehead.

"Your mom is also my mom, so I’ll take care of her matters. Whatever happens, remember, trust me." Third Young Master Ye whispered softly in her ear before waving his right hand, conjuring a purple jade bracelet in his hand.

Shangguan You looked at the Blood Jade Bracelet on her wrist and then at the light purple bracelet in Third Young Master Ye’s hand. She really didn’t understand how Third Young Master Ye could come up with such a method.

Ye An watched Third Young Master Ye take the Blood Jade Bracelet from Shangguan You’s hand, his lips curling up slightly. His third brother was still rather obedient, still cared about him, his eldest brother.

Shangguan You stepped back several paces, retreating into a corner. She watched as Third Young Master Ye publicly put the fake Blood Jade Bracelet on An Ya. Her gaze fell on the devilishly charming Third Young Master Ye, a smile forming on her lips as she observed An Ya’s shy and timorous demeanor and heard the enthusiastic applause throughout the banquet hall.

Her lips gently curved up. Third Young Master Ye, Ye An, Shangguan You silently repeated their names in her heart.

Wearing the Family Head’s token was equivalent to wearing a wedding ring. Watching An Ya once again surrounded by people, Third Young Master Ye disappeared from sight. The wheelchair was no longer being pushed by Ye Er, but by another member of the Ye Family.