Chapter 1140: Chapter 1140: Won’t Live to See Tomorrow

Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun exchanged a glance, instantly understanding Ji Qingrong’s attitude towards Ye Chenfeng.

In fact, it was not that Ye Chenfeng wanted to cling to the Ji family, but rather Ji Qingrong who was trying everything to ingratiate himself with Ye Chenfeng!

No wonder that at the mention of Ji Qiushui’s marriage, Ji Qingrong flatly refused.

Even the heir of the largest conglomerate in South America was outright ignored by Ji Qingrong.

Now everything can be explained.

Regret!

An immense regret!

Although Ji Xiaofeng was from the Eight Great Families, he carried heavy grassroots influences, very concerned about family background and status.

In their position, the conditions for marrying off Ji Qiushui required being at least on par with the Ji family.

Ye Chenfeng was merely a discarded waste, naturally something they wouldn’t pay any attention to, but after finding out Ye Chenfeng’s current status, they realized they had missed a lot.

What they despised, slandered, and looked down on turned out to be an existence as unreachable as deities.

In just a few minutes, Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun were drenched in cold sweat, almost collapsing to the ground if not for the occasion.

Foolish!

A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corners of their mouths, as they previously reckoned the old man was deceived.

But the older ginger is spicier; the old man had seen through everything long ago.

Qiushui must also have known his identity, otherwise, she wouldn’t have defended him so staunchly.

In the end, they realized that from start to finish, they were merely playing clowns, having missed a golden opportunity.

Now, all their hopes were pinned on Ji Qingrong, hoping he could salvage the situation.

…

“Miss Han is making her entrance!”

Someone yelled out, and the whole room burst into excitement.

Under hundreds of gazes, the elegantly dressed Han Zhushang made a high-profile entry.

Walking with grace and carrying herself with noble poise like a proud peacock, her powerful aura radiating awe. As a woman, one could only envy Han Zhushang.

Soon, Han Zhushang altered her course, heading towards Ye Chenfeng.

“No way? Oh my god!”

“My heart is about to leap out!”

“This is too thrilling, being able to witness such prominent figures!”

…

Everyone displayed shocked expressions, especially Ji Xiaofeng and Ding Wenjun, who stood paralyzed like lost souls.

After arriving beside Ye Chenfeng, Han Zhushang first nodded in greeting to the others before her gaze fell on Ye Chenfeng, smiling radiantly: “Didn’t I ask you to come later? Why are you here so early?”

Ye Chenfeng patted his belly: “I was a bit hungry, so I came early.”

“Let’s go!”

Han Zhushang proactively linked arms with Ye Chenfeng, the two of them walking shoulder to shoulder forward.

The God of Wealth and others with complex expressions willingly followed behind them, willingly playing the role of lackeys.

Seeing the intimacy between Han Zhushang and Ye Chenfeng, others couldn’t help but notice the implications.

Han Zhushang’s high-profile behavior was undoubtedly akin to declaring Ye Chenfeng as her husband.

“Heh heh…”

Qin Changtian looked at Ji Qingrong with a smile full of hidden meanings.

As for Ji Qingrong, his brows furrowed, caught off guard by this scene.

Originally in his plan, Chu Qingxue was nothing to fear; even if she was Ye Chenfeng’s fiancée, Ji Qingrong still had ways to marry Ji Qiushui to Ye Chenfeng.

But with Han Zhushang emerging now, this had become a big problem.

Compared to Ji Qiushui, Han Zhushang was certainly no weaker.

Not only did Han Zhushang hold the status of the richest, her mysterious background also commanded reverence.

Just like the God of Wealth, her mysterious background was something even the Eight Great Families had to fear.

Thus against Han Zhushang, Ji Qingrong was at a complete loss.

Seeing Ji Qingrong’s plight, Qin Changtian was all smiles, given Han Zhushang shared his side.

…

“What exactly is his identity? Could he be a big shot from elsewhere? In the Capital City, apart from some reclusive figures, no one would attract the admiration of such heavyweights, right?”

Everyone’s gaze burned as they stared at Ye Chenfeng, eager to know his identity.

“Little husband, you’re actually still alive?”

While walking forward, Han Zhushang whispered.

Ye Chenfeng glanced at her: “Did you want me dead?”

Han Zhushang’s lips curved into a bright smile: “I didn’t misjudge you, but you far exceeded my expectations. Even Xiao Qianshan was no match for you.”

“Don’t mention him, even if the Heavenly King himself provoked me, he’d never see the sun the next day.” Ye Chenfeng stated.

Soon, Han Zhushang and Ye Chenfeng arrived at the center stage.

After giving a queenly sweep of everyone below, Han Zhushang spoke: “Firstly, thank you all for coming, but before we begin, I have something to announce.”

Everyone looked at her with eager anticipation following Han Zhushang’s words.

“Have you heard about the recent incident involving the killing of the Military God’s follower, Xiao Qianshan?” Han Zhushang asked with a smile.

“Hm? How does this relate?”

Initially, everyone was clueless about Han Zhushang’s point.

“Xiao Qianshan was killed? Mr. Ye? Could it be…”

Some began to piece it together, their pupils contracting sharply as if they had seen a ghost.

“Leaf!”

Someone shouted out the nickname, and the entire room erupted, reaching an unprecedented climax.

“It’s actually Leaf!”

“The ‘One Sword Throat Seal’, ‘A Roaring Thousand Mountains’ Leaf!”

“This truly is the most formidable figure I have ever seen, without exception!”

Voices of astonishment rose higher and higher, more excited than the last.

“Whew!”

The big shots behind Han Zhushang and Ye Chenfeng heaved a long sigh of relief, as they finally got the confirmation they wanted.

Previously it was all speculation, though without much doubt. But after getting Ye Chenfeng’s confirmation, they could finally rest easy.

Han Zhushang chuckled: “That’s right, the one next to this lady is indeed Leaf.”

Immediately, Han Zhushang affectionately leaned against Ye Chenfeng, smiling charmingly: “He has indeed not let this lady down, winning against Senior Xiao Qianshan in the duel!”

Ye Chenfeng felt somewhat embarrassed under so many gazes, but if he avoided it, he would surely hurt Han Zhushang’s face.

“Tsk!”

The sound of sharp inhalation was incessant.

Regret!

Countless regrets welled up in the hearts of Ji Qingrong and Qin Changtian.

If only they had stood on the right side like Han Zhushang earlier, aligning with Ye Chenfeng, the current situation would be completely different.

But regretting to death was useless, they could only swallow their pride and rekindle relations with Ye Chenfeng.

“He…he really is Leaf…?” Ji Xiaofeng’s lips trembled, struggling with the words.

Ding Wenjun’s gaze towards Ye Chenfeng changed, turning incomparably hollow.