My 100-Day Secret Marriage With The Boss Chapter 150 – Third Young Master Ye, You’re Such A Two-faced Man! (VI)

Chapter 150: Third Young Master Ye, You’re Such A Two-faced Man! (VI)

The text message only contained one phrase – Boss Tang had acted! Ye Lanchen narrowed his eyes as he absorbed the meaning of these words.

Chu Wuyou took her sweet time in the washroom. Everything else could wait until she finished her business.

Jin Mingzhen came upstairs with a group of people trailing after her. Her room was located at the end of the corridor hence they could not avoid passing by Ye Lanzhang’s room on the way.

Jin Mingzhen shifted her attention toward Ye Lanzhang’s room and rejoiced silently when she heard some noise coming from there. It seemed like her plan had worked out well as she expected.

“Eh, there’s some noise coming from Lanzhang’s room,” Jin Mingzhen cried out deliberately as she stood by the door to her son’s room.

The other servants that paused in their tracks also heard the noise inevitably.

“Oh, no! Lanzhang sounds like he’s groaning in pain. Is he hurt?” Jin Mingzhen suddenly yelled out in surprise.

The others were embarrassed to hear the inappropriate noise but they dared not say otherwise.

What else could they mention if the man’s mother was not bothered?

“Lanzhang, what’s the matter? Are you in distress? Or are you hurt? Open the door, quick…”

Jin Mingzhen banged on the door loudly and impatiently on purpose to alert Elder Ye who was currently in the study.

“What’s with the commotion? You should know there are rules in this house.” Distracted by the ruckus, Elder Ye came out of the study and his face grew overcast at the sight in front of him.

Elder Ye spoke harshly. He was already in a rage and he had always been unkind to Jin Mingzhen anyway.

“Elder, I heard Lanzhang groaning in pain. I worry that Lanzhang might be sick or hurt.” Jin Mingzhen rejoiced silently internally. The show commenced with Elder Ye’s presence.

“Get someone to bring the key over.” Elder Ye frowned slightly in concern. It was his grandson that they were talking about after all.

One of the servants left to retrieve the key immediately.

Simultaneously, Chu Wuyou returned from the washroom. She approached Ye Lanzhang’s room and positioned herself right behind Jin Mingzhen.

However, Jin Mingzhen, who was smug over her own success, focused her attention in the room and failed to notice Chu Wuyou who was right behind her.

Ye Lanchen raised his eyebrows as he observed her actions.

“I got the key.” The servant returned shortly.

“Hurry and open the door.” Jin Mingzhen was impatient in her demand. The anxious feeling that she was experiencing now was genuine. She actually could not wait for a second longer to see both Chu Wuyou and Ye Lanchen being publicly humiliated.

Jin Mingzhen took a step backward to give that servant some space. She felt herself bumping into somebody and glanced over her shoulder instinctively. Immediately, she was frightened out of her wits.

“It’s you? Why are you here?” Jin Mingzhen turned around to find Chu Wuyou standing behind her. The discovery caught her by surprise and she could not speak coherently for a brief moment.

Why was Chu Wuyou standing right here? What was happening on the other side of the door then if she was here? What about the noise she heard coming from the room?

Jin Mingzhen broke into a cold sweat within a matter of seconds.

“I came to check out the noisy scene.” Chu Wuyou grinned behind her glasses. She appeared genuinely sincere and innocent.

However, Jin Mingzhen shivered uncontrollably as if a massive bucket of ice-cold water had just been poured over her from the top of her head on a freezing winter day. She felt the chilly sensation from her head to her feet. She was absolutely terrified.

Simultaneously, the door to Ye Lanzhang’s room was finally opened and everyone shifted their attention inside.

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