A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1032 Get Your Ass Out of Mount Yunding

Lu Ming-Feng and the others had not arrived at Mount Yunding yet. A false sense of peace hung over the mansion.

One could spy a white BMW parked in front of the mansion.

It was Su Qian's car.

She had found out about Ye Fan's death from Lu Ming-Feng.

She had recalled Qiu Mu-Cheng's recent bout of depression and couldn't help but suspect the veracity of Lu Ming-Feng's words.

"Mu-Cheng, tell me, is it true? Did something really happen to Ye Fan?"

With every light in the mansion turned on, it was as if it were still daytime in the mansion.

But the past glory and vitality that had filled the mansion was gone. This symbol of authority and power had become a vessel of tragedy and loneliness.

Qiu Mu-Cheng did not reply Su Qian's questions.

She had put an apron on and was cooking in the kitchen.

A sumptuous spread of dishes filled the dining table.

If Ye Xi-Mei were here right now, she would have recognized those dishes. They were the same dishes that Qiu Mu-Cheng had prepared the same night that she had learned of Ye Fan's death. Since that day, Qiu Mu-Cheng had been doing the same thing over and over again.

Every night, she would prepare the same spread of dishes that she had made for Ye Xi-Mei's birthday celebration. She would set the table for two, then sit at the table and await Ye Fan's return. "That's enough! Mu-Cheng, how long do you intend to keep this from me? Tell me, is Ye Fan dead? Has he been dead for more than a month?" Su Qian couldn't take it anymore. The sight of Qiu Mu-Cheng lost and heartbroken was heart-wrenching.

She knew the answer to her questions.

But she had to ask them anyway. She needed Qiu Mu-Cheng to tell her the truth.

She didn't need the truth, but Qiu Mu-Cheng did. Her friend had to accept what had happened. Otherwise, she would live in a nightmarish world in which Ye Fan's death haunted her forever.

She would cook the same dishes every day and wait for a man who would never come back.

The warm dishes on the dining table would grow cold, and be replaced by another identical set of warm dishes.

The thought of that broke Su Qian's heart.

Su Qian couldn't stand to see Qiu Mu-Cheng this way any longer. That was why she had asked Qiu Mu-Cheng so plainly, with such brutal honesty, even though she knew that her words would hurt Qiu-Mu- Cheng.

She was right. Qiu Mu-Cheng's head snapped up when she heard what Su Qian had said. She blew up at her friend instantly.

"That's utter rubbish! Ye Fan can't die. He told me that he'll be home to have dinner with me. We're going to have so many kids together. He'll protect me for the rest of my life. He's done none of those things. He can't die yet. You're all lying to me. You're all liars. I don't believe a single word that you've said!"

Tears streamed down Qiu Mu-Cheng's cheeks as she shook her head furiously.

It had been a month since she had learned of Ye Fan's death.

But she still had not come to terms with it.

She simply couldn't believe that Ye Fan had died and that shameless scoundrel was gone forever.

"Mu-Cheng, I know that this is hard on you, but you can't keep running away from the truth. You still have a company to run. You still have friends and family. You can't coop yourself up in your house forever. Do you have any idea what's happening to the company? Do you know the trouble that Ye Fan's business, the business that he set up, is facing? I know that Ye Fan's dead. But you should pull yourself together and show everyone what the empress of Jiangdong is made of. Guard Ye Fan's company in Jiangdong. You shouldn't be hiding here and living a lie," said Su Qian furiously.

But Qiu Mu-Cheng didn't care.

Everything that she had done had been so that she could have a happy and perfect life with Ye Fan.

But Ye Fan was gone. There was no point in her working hard anymore.

Her heart had died alongside Ye Fan that night.

It wouldn't have helped even if she were to step forward and try to salvage the situation.

The main reason that had allowed Mufan Group to establish itself as the most powerful organization in Jiangdong had been Ye Fan and his influence. Qiu Mu-Cheng had had little to do with it. Ye Fan had been the one who had kept Mufan Group going and growing.

When Ye Fan had still been around, everyone else had been fearful and cautious of him and his power and had, in turn, tried to maintain a cordial relationship with Mufan Group. But news of Ye Fan's death had spread.

The emperor had passed. The so-called empress of Jiangdong was simply a woman holding a meaningless title and no authority.

No one was going to be bothered with Qiu Mu-Cheng, a weak and powerless woman, now that Ye Fan was gone.

Even if she were to step forward like Su Qian had told her to and tried to get the company running again, nothing would change. She couldn't save the company.

As the two best friends conversed with one another, the gates to the mansion were burst open with a loud thud.

Numerous cars sped up Mount Yunding. In the darkness of the night, tires burned tracks across the lawn and its lush emerald leaves before shrieking to a stop in the courtyard.

Like sharp blades, their headlights cut beams of yellow light across the darkness and lit everything in the courtyard up with a blinding clarity.

"Who is it? How dare you trespass on private property! Don't you know whose house this is? This property belongs to Mr Chu!" Su Qian pushed the door open and yelled at the men outside. The commotion had startled her and Qiu Mu-Cheng.

The doors to one of the cars opened then. Two tall and dashing young men stepped out of the car.

One of them was dressed in a black suit with a bowtie and exuded an air of nobility.

He was the man who had declared that he was going to acquire Mufan Group, Lu Ming-Feng.

The man standing behind him wore a white sports attire and had his hands in his pockets. His lips were twisted into a smirk while his eyes lingered mockingly on Su Qian.

He was the man who had joined Lu Ming-Feng in Jiangdong, Xur Shao-Hua.

They ignored Su Qian's words of anger and began surveying the surrounding. Pleased with what they saw, they nodded.

"They didn't lie when they said that this is the best location in Yunzhou. The view and the environment are great. I like it. How about you, Shao-Hua?" asked Lu Ming-Feng with a smile.

The other man nodded happily. "I think it's a great place too. We can hold champagne parties and invite pretty ladies to join us. We're going to have such a great time."

The two men chatted leisurely with each other without regard for anyone else who might be hearing them. In fact, they spoke as if they were talking about their own house. Su Qian was livid.

"This house belongs to Mr Chu and Mu-Cheng. You're not welcome here. Please leave!" She yelled again.

Lu Ming-Feng smiled condescendingly at her. "Not anymore. Tell that previous queen of Jiangdong that her empire belongs to someone now. Her mansion is now ours. She has half an hour to pack her stuff and get her ass off Mount Yunding. She doesn't have the right to live here anymore."