CHAPTER 67: CHENG ANYA

Ye Tianyu raised an eyebrow and gave a respectful gentleman’s bow. "Of course, I won’t disappoint Grandma."

Ye Tianyu’s figure flashed, quick as lightning. His long leg swept out, handsome and swift, and the two men beside him were already on the ground. The group wielding sticks rushed forward, surrounding Ye Tianyu. Brother Xiong and the others stared blankly as a tall, long-limbed, and noble-looking teenager weaved through more than a dozen burly men, taking them all down in just five minutes. Ye Kelan clapped her hands and jumped onto the sofa. "Brother is mighty! Brother, go! Brother is so handsome! Brother, I love you!"

Ye Kelan jumped up and down. Ye Tianyu had already shielded Wen Nuan. The fifteen-year-old boy was much taller than Wen Nuan. She stared blankly at the teenager. Today had been a day of great ups and downs, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. She had thought she was going to be captured by Brother Xiong again and humiliated, but unexpectedly, she had been saved by a teenager.

She was still trembling with fear. Brother Xiong limped over, his foot twisted. "Punk, go back to your books! This is none of your business. You better mind your own."

Ye Tianyu smiled gently. "I’m sorry, I’m illiterate. I haven’t been to school."

"Let go of this bitch, or I’ll make sure you can’t handle the consequences!" Brother Xiong roared angrily. A group of actors and Brother Qiang and others came out from behind him, watching this scene nervously.

Cheng Anya saw that Brother Xiong’s forehead was injured, as were two places on his thigh. Looking at Wen Nuan, she roughly understood what had happened. "Wen Nuan, are you alright?"

Wen Nuan followed the voice and saw Cheng Anya. She shrank her shoulders somewhat awkwardly. In her current state, anyone would misunderstand. For some reason, her eyes actually turned red.

Seeing Cheng Anya at this moment was undoubtedly like seeing a savior. Her tense heart relaxed, and all the fear and terror surged up, almost bringing her to tears.

Cheng Anya frowned. Ye Kelan whistled. "Grandma, do you know this person?"

When Cheng Anya spoke, Brother Xiong and Brother Qiang and the others didn’t recognize her. They were from the underworld, much younger than Cheng Anya, and Cheng Anya had no connection to the underworld.

The younger generation of singers and actors also didn’t recognize her. After all, in recent years, Cheng Anya had rarely appeared in newspaper headlines.

And being in a place like a bar, they naturally wouldn’t recognize her. But Producer Gao and Director Zhuang recognized Cheng Anya. They hurriedly pulled Brother Xiong, telling him to calm things down.

This was the most powerful woman in A City.

Who dared to make her even frown? Third Young Master Ye would definitely kill them and feed them to the sharks.

"What are you pulling me for? Go! Snatch that bitch back for me! I’m going to kill her today!" Brother Xiong roared ferociously.

Cheng Anya stepped forward and took Wen Nuan’s hand. Her hands were covered in sweat and blood and were still trembling. Cheng Anya felt a pang of pity, her gaze turning cold. "Try and take her away from me. Director Zhuang, we meet again. What’s wrong? Which one of my artists has offended someone?"

The actors exclaimed in surprise. Hearing her words, they also recognized who she was. After all, she was someone who had dominated the entertainment industry for ten years. Even if she wasn’t in front of the camera, her name was like thunder in their ears.

They had just heard that Wen Nuan was an artist under Anning International. Cheng Anya’s question clearly indicated that she was from the Ye family—noble, elegant, and an older woman in power. Besides Madam Ye, who else could it be?

The eldest young master of the Ye family was a famous painter and photographer. The eldest young mistress was the highest inspector of an international counter-terrorism organization. Her saying "my artist" clearly identified her as Cheng Anya.

"Madam Ye, this is a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding," Director Zhuang said, cold sweat dripping down his face. He had crossed paths with Cheng Anya in the business world before, and he had even offended her when she was younger. The consequences were unspeakable.

"Oh, so it’s you, Madam Ye. You must hand her over to me today. If you don’t want to ruin Anning International’s reputation, then insist on taking her away. Look at these injuries on me, they were all done by her. I’m going to sue her for attempted murder, and I’ll even sue Anning International. You better be sensible."

Xu Nuo’s brow furrowed. These lowlifes dared to speak to her mother like this? They had to be eliminated.

Cheng Anya stopped Xu Nuo. Ye Kelan put her hands on her hips, her red lips curving into a deliberately drawn-out sound. "Grandma, I’m so scared! What will happen if we’re not sensible?"

Cheng Anya smiled. "Grandma also wants to know."

Ye Kelan stood on the sofa, her hands on her hips, smiling. "Hey, big dumb bear, what are you going to do to us? Tell us."

Brother Xiong was crying out in pain, not in the mood to listen to what Ye Kelan was saying.

Cheng Anya and the others weren’t wearing coats. She glanced at Wen Nuan, pulling up her somewhat torn top. Seeing that her palms were covered in blood, she hurriedly checked. Wen Nuan bit her lip, wanting to pull her hand back, but her fingertips were trembling. This wasn’t her blood. Cheng Anya felt slightly relieved, giving Brother Xiong a cold glare. Did he think Anning was a pushover if he dared to bully her people?

Cheng Anya released Wen Nuan, letting Xu Nuo support her. She stepped forward a few paces, smiling regally. "You want to sue Anning, is that right? Why bother with so much trouble? Just sue me directly. Tianyu, I don’t like the look of his legs. Cripple them."

"Yes!"

Brother Xiong was shocked. He hadn’t even seen how Ye Tianyu moved when he suddenly felt a numbness in both legs and lost consciousness. He rolled on the ground in pain. Ye Tianyu snatched an iron rod from a man’s hand and smashed it down on his legs. The teenager’s movements were fluid and clean, and his posture was extremely graceful. Coupled with his gentle smile, the action seemed to have been honed by countless masters, unbelievably beautiful—an elegance that combined strength and beauty.

Both beautiful and ruthless.

Everyone clearly heard the sound of bones breaking. The entire place was stunned. The bar owner was also panicking, not knowing what to do.

He couldn’t afford to offend any of these people.

Cheng Anya crossed her arms coolly. "I’ve been in A City for so many years, and no one has dared to tell me to be sensible. Hey, now you have a charge to sue me with, don’t be polite."

With Wen Nuan in this state, Brother Xiong would definitely not let her go. The best way was to divert Brother Xiong’s anger. She didn’t believe he had the courage to provoke the Ye family.

Brother Qiang roared angrily, directing his thugs to come and beat them up.

"Grandma, you are so incredibly cool! You’re the youngest, most domineering, most beautiful, and most awesome grandma! You’re my idol! Brother, even this precious one doesn’t like the look of his fat pig face!"

Ye Tianyu smiled, just about to speak, when suddenly a cold voice came from behind. "Mother, Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"