Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Send me a fleet of 2 Rolls-Royce Phantoms!Zhao Yongle and the woman looked towards the source of the sound and angrily cursed in unison.

    "Ye Huan, you’re really persistent, like a haunting spirit!"

    "Why is there another troublemaker, dirtying the eyes of my Zhao? Can you take responsibility for it? And still cursing at me? Be careful or Zhao will finish you off!"

    Ye Huan glanced at Zhang Ruya and pinched his chin.

    Zhang Ruya showed disgust, took several steps back and cursed: "What are you looking at? Do you have the right to admire my beauty?"

    "Your beauty? What kind of beauty do you have?"

    An unexpected female voice suddenly emerged, causing Zhang Ruya to glare with rage.

    During her stay at the hospital, she had truly attracted many hungry wolves’ eyes; those doctors were all infatuated with her.

    And now someone actually mocked her for lacking beauty? And it’s a woman?

    Fuming with anger, Zhang Ruya turned her head around.

    Upon seeing the woman walking towards them, she subconsciously swallowed her words.

    The woman’s beauty...

    Indeed, far surpasses hers.

    Su Qingqing walked over and helped Su Zhiqiang up.

    "Minister Su, why are you helping this filthy farmer? Don’t dirty your hands..."

    Before Zhao Yongle could finish speaking, Su Qingqing’s next words jolted him fiercely.

    "Brother, are you okay?" Su Qingqing brushed the dust off Su Zhiqiang’s pants, her face full of concern.

    "No... no problem, it’s just me being useless." Su Zhiqiang gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and clenched his fists.

    Brother?

    Zhao Yongle’s face changed slightly.

    This farmer is actually Su Qingqing’s brother? sea??h thё n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Their temperaments are simply not on the same level!

    Zhao Yongle couldn’t quite believe it and questioned, "Minister Su, is this man your brother? Isn’t that a lie?"

    "Get lost." Su Qingqing coldly spat out the word, causing Zhao Yongle to gnashed his teeth again.

    On the side, Zhang Ruya glared with fury and cursed: "Where’s this wild woman from, daring to scold Zhao? Do you dare?"

    Su Qingqing raised her palm.

    "Smack!"

    Zhang Ruya covered her burning cheek and screamed hysterically:

    "You dare hit me? Do you know whose woman I am!"

    "I’m Zhao’s woman, and you actually dare to hit me?"

    "Zhao only needs moving a finger to finish you off!"

    "Just because you’re beautiful doesn’t mean you’re extraordinary, you’re just a vixen!"

    "Is being a vixen remarkable? Let me tell you, you and your brother are the same, you’ll be farmers from the lower class all your lives!"

    She cursed non-stop, Zhao Yongle’s face turned anxious, and he hurriedly covered her mouth.

    Zhang Ruya was still mumbling curses, clearly not willing to stop.

    Su Qingqing’s face was dark enough to drip water, her eyes almost spewing fire.

    Since birth, she had never been insulted like this.

    She wished to go up and tear this woman’s mouth apart.

    "Stop cursing," Zhao Yongle was sweating coldly on his forehead, and he sternly whispered to Zhang Ruya so only the two of them could hear.

    What kind of international joke is this?

    Su Qingqing is his direct superior!

    If she gets angry, he would definitely not be just fired, but his days would be bad!

    "Why..." Zhang Ruya looked dissatisfied.

    But seeing Zhao Yongle’s increasingly dark face, she stopped talking.

    "I say..."

    Ye Huan said earnestly, "I heard you’re from the village next to Xiangyang Village? According to logic, you’re also a farmer, your parents are farmers too, so why are you cursing yourself?"

    Zhang Ruya crossed her arms, looking disdainful: "My parents are my parents; I am me! They’re farmers all their lives; I’m different. I will become a noble lady that they can’t reach!"

    "Clap. Clap. Clap."

    Ye Huan clapped and laughed,

    "You really know how to handle this filial thing, huh? I wonder if your parents will regret having you when they hear what you said."

    "Although it doesn’t concern me, I want to remind you of one thing..."

    "You could have entered the noble family, but you no longer have that opportunity."

    "Heh." Zhang Ruya sneered, pointing at Su Zhiqiang, "Are you saying he’s a noble family’s young master?"

    "He’s not a noble family’s young master..."

    Ye Huan patted his chest, smiled, and said, "He is the brother-in-law of a noble family’s young master, being connected counts as noble too."

    Zhang Ruya was stunned for a moment, and then coldly laughed, "You’re saying you’re the noble family’s young master?"

    "That’s right, so you’ve really lost out."

    "Hahaha!"

    As if hearing the funniest joke ever, Zhang Ruya laughed so much she sat down, kept pounding the ground, tears flying.

    Zhao Yongle looked at Ye Huan, also showing ridicule, laughing lightly.

    Noble family’s young master?

    He’s not a noble’s young master himself; this security team leader, what makes him a noble family’s young master?

    Ye Huan took out his phone, dialed a number: "Send me two Rolls-Royce Phantom motorcades, to the City First People’s Hospital, assemble within half an hour."

    Upon hearing this, Zhao Yongle also began laughing.

    Zhang Ruya laughed even more as she rolled on the ground.

    She laughed loudly, already attracting many onlookers.

    Among them, some people also laughed.

    Dressing like this and claiming to be a noble family’s young master?

    They looked at Zhao Yongle and couldn’t help but admire:

    Look at him, wearing that little suit, having this aura, that’s the real young master of a noble family!

    Zhao Yongle wiped his laugh tears, gave a thumbs up, and said: "Ye Huan, you... you’re really impressive, haha!"

    He sneered: "Rolls-Royce Phantom motorcades? Do you know the value of this car, one costs twenty million, can you gather two motorcades, worth two billion luxurious cars here? You’re impressive, haha!"

    Zhang Ruya stopped laughing, looked at Su Zhiqiang, out of breath, "Su Zhiqiang, this guy must have escaped from the mental hospital in your village, right? Hurry up, call and let a doctor take him back, otherwise, it’ll be too late soon, haha!"

    Su Zhiqiang’s eyes were full of disappointment and sighed.

    Initially, he had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but now it’s completely gone.

    This woman is a thorough gold digger, disgusting!

    He patted Ye Huan on the shoulder and said, "Little... Little Ye, let’s go. That fifty thousand, I will... pay it back to you."

    "Why leave?" Ye Huan held a toothpick, his expression indifferent, "The motorcade coming to pick us up hasn’t arrived yet."

    "This..."

    Su Zhiqiang’s face was embarrassed.

    Motorcade?

    He heard Zhao Yongle’s words, too. Rolls-Royce Phantom, is the highest-end luxury car valued at twenty million each, sending two motorcades is not realistic!

    Su Qingqing evidently thought of this as well.

    If they stay here any longer, they’ll lose face completely.

    Might as well have this ungrateful wretch cough up the fifty thousand, resolve this matter and be done.

    She looked at Zhang Ruya and said coldly, "I don’t want to talk to you more, give back fifty thousand."

    "Why take the money back? I am a noble family’s young master, lacking this fifty thousand? This little money, just consider it as patronage for her!"