CHAPTER 320: CHAPTER 300: FIX IT TOMORROW

Xu Yun puzzled: "What is this?"

She took the phone and subconsciously clicked on the video.

But the content inside shocked her, and it wasn’t just one video, it was three in a row!

Xu Yun jerked her head up, staring: "How do you have these videos?"

She knew her younger brother was incompetent, causing a lot of trouble over the years.

But with the Xu family’s capabilities, plus the support from the Bo family as in-laws, these could all be resolved.

Yet, she never expected these videos to end up in Bao Ye’s hands. Xu Yun gritted her teeth, raising her hand, about to smash the phone and destroy the evidence.

Bao Ye seemed to anticipate her reaction, chuckling lightly: "Go ahead."

"These are just backups, I have plenty more."

Xu Yun’s hand froze in mid-air.

She was smart; how could she not guess Bao Ye’s purpose for doing this?

Xu Yun’s eyes turned red with anger: "Bao Ye, he’s your uncle!"

Bao Ye sneered: "I don’t have such a disgraceful uncle."

"He’s done so many shady things. If I expose these videos, do you think he’ll end up in jail?"

Bao Ye taunted, "The Xu family has only one son. Tsk. If he ends up in jail, is the Xu family done for?"

His tone was calm, yet filled with amusement, subtly pressuring Xu Yun.

Xu Yun’s face grew paler with his words, so angry she was trembling.

"Are you threatening me?"

Bao Ye: "I’m just using your methods against you."

Bao Ye raised his hand, easily taking back the phone. Xu Yun didn’t stop him. He had said they were just backups.

Even if she broke it, what could it solve?

"Now you have two choices."

"First: Cancel the press conference and behave in the future."

"Second: Watch me send my uncle to jail and see the Xu family ruined."

Bao Ye spoke, a smile always on his lips: "Which is more important, Miss Xu should be able to tell?"

Seeing Xu Yun’s face turn extremely grim.

He had said all he needed to say.

Bao Ye had no intention of staying further.

He turned to leave, hearing Xu Yun’s vicious curse behind him: "You wretch!"

"I should never have given birth to you."

The harsh words came.

Bao Ye paused his steps, stopped for a few seconds, then left without hesitation.

...

After leaving the Xu family, Bao Ye didn’t return to the company or the manor but went to the clubhouse.

At the usual spot, Bao Ye used to be a regular, but he hadn’t visited for some time recently.

The owner knew him, happened to be inspecting the place, and quickly welcomed him with respect.

Sitting on the leather sofa, Bao Ye’s expression was cold as he ordered a few bottles of wine.

The owner, knowing his temperament, noted the order and left after indicating he could be asked for anything needed.

An hour later.

When Si Chen brought Feng Meiling into the private room, several people had already arrived and were drinking, besides Bao Ye.

Si Chen joked: "Yo, what brings the wind today."

"Even Brother Bo is organizing the gathering personally."

Mocked, Bao Ye cast a cold glance: "What, do you have a problem?"

His tone was evidently displeased.

Si Chen eased the awkwardness lightly: "No, of course not, just kidding."

Then he sat next to Bao Ye with Feng Meiling.

The person beside Si Chen gave him a look, clearly indicating that Bao Ye wasn’t in a good mood today.

And there were already four empty wine bottles in front of Bao Ye.

Si Chen lifted his glass towards Bao Ye: "Your younger brother is late, I’ll drink three glasses as a penalty."

"Brother Bo, is that good enough?"

Bao Ye’s dark eyes glanced slightly, holding a cigarette between his fingers: "Hmm."

Si Chen drank all three glasses in one go.

He had a decent alcohol tolerance, then raised another glass: "Brother Bo, a toast to you."

"If you have something on your mind, talk to us. In my heart, you’re my brother, nothing you can’t share. Maybe Meiling and I could be of help."

Feng Meiling also lifted her glass: "Brother Bo, a toast from me too."

Feng Meiling probed: "Could it be you’re upset with your wife?"

Under their gazes, Bao Ye smirked slightly, a soft chuckle: "No."

His well-defined hand picked up the glass: "Drink."

Two words, cutting off their curiosity.

Feng Meiling and Si Chen were both smart.

If it wasn’t a romantic issue.

Then it must be something else.

Curiosity killed the cat.

So they laughed: "Alright, let’s drink."

The whole afternoon, no one mentioned why Bao Ye was unhappy.

Night.

Everyone had drunk a bit too much.

Si Chen mentioned that the room was boring and wanted to go to the basement disco to dance.

So the gathering moved to the underground booth.

Surrounded by flashing lights and blasting music, seductive women danced, and the air was filled with alcohol and hormones.

Some who couldn’t hold their liquor had passed out and were sent home.

On the right sofa, Bao Ye lazily leaned back, holding a cigarette between his fingers, indulging in the debauchery of the moment.

"Brother Bo, we’re going dancing." Si Chen, with Feng Meiling in his arms, stood up.

Feng Meiling was always a party-goer, loved clubbing, and seeing others dance, she couldn’t resist either.

Moreover, Si Chen was there.

Couples dancing just made it even more fun.

Bao Ye responded blandly: "Hmm."

Then the two went off.

Bao Ye watched their figures merge into the crowded sea, dancing intimately together.

He took a drag of his cigarette, smoke curling around his chiseled face.

In his mind were Xu Yun’s words on repeat.

You wretch.

I should never have given birth to you.