A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 153 Ye Fan, Is That You?

"Cheng-Cheng, what's wrong?"

"Why are you even more excited than I am?"

"Have you been subdued by his power and authority?"

"Well, I am not surprised. Since ancient times, women have always loved great men. After this fight, Mr. Chu's name will spread throughout Jiangdong. From now on, no one will be able to rival his influence in Jiangdong."

"If you can become his wife, then surely you will be the most fortunate woman in the world?"

When she looked at Qiu Mu-Cheng, who was shaking all over with agitation, Su Qian could not help but exclaim feelingly.

As she said this, Su Qian continued to stare dazedly at the slim back view of the young man who was being surrounded by the leaders of Jiangdong. Just then, both infatuation and longing could be seen on her exquisite face.

"Cheng-Cheng, I really want to squeeze to the front and see what this Mr. Chu looks like."

"Look at how slim his body is. He also has a tall and straight figure. So even though we can only faintly see his back view, I can guarantee that he looks good from the front too."

"Do you know how to judge a man's attractiveness? His disposition is weighted at seventy percent of the score, his figure at twenty percent and his looks take up the final ten percent."

"Just by looking at his back view and disposition, I can tell you that he has at least scored ninety points out of a hundred."

"Arrgh-"

"But I really want to go to the front and look at Mr. Chu's face-"

"This is all my stupid brother's fault! He was the one who gave us tickets for the very back row!"

"I am so mad at him-"

Su Qian kept on complaining. She was almost driven to a state of frenzy by her regret and anger.

This Mount Tai Hall was enormous. And the girls' seats were at the corner of the very last row at the back. That was why, from the very beginning to the end, Su Qian and Qiu Mu-Cheng could only see a blurred figure of this Mr. Chu. They could not even see what brand of clothes he was wearing, let alone his face.

However, while Su Qian was still complaining, something unexpected happened. Qiu Mu-Cheng, who had been trembling all over, suddenly stood up for some unknown reason. And then she started running recklessly toward the stone platform at the center of the hall.

"Cheng-Cheng?"

"What on earth are you doing?" "Are you crazy?" "I was talking nonsense earlier! Are you really going to run up there?"

Su Qian was nearly scared witless when she saw what her friend was doing.

She had always thought that Qiu Mu-Cheng was a mature and reserved girl. The latter would never chase after celebrities like one of those star-struck fans. Even if a popular TV idol were to appear before Qiu Mu-Cheng, Su Qian was confident that her friend would not even glance at him or be affected in the slightest.

But today, Qiu Mu-Cheng's action had exceeded her expectation.

Su Qian had only casually talked about wanting to look at Mr. Chu's face, so she had not imagined that her friend would actually run to the front to look at the man's face.

At that moment, Su Qian had been scared witless.

What kind of place was this?

It was where all the VIPs were gathered together.

Master Li Er and Master Lei San were also here.

Each and everyone of them was an overlord who controlled his own territory.

And even though Su Qian's father was also a big shot, she knew her own limits. She knew that, even with her family background, there was no way she could afford to offend any of the VIPs here. If even she could not afford to offend them, then Qiu Mu-Cheng most definitely could not.

"Cheng-Cheng, you come back right now!"

"Don't go-"

"We can't afford to offend these people!"

"You might even invite destruction upon our families-"

Su Qian stood up and tried to pull back her friend, but it was of no avail. Something had come over Qiu Mu-Cheng. She flung away Su Qian's hand and continued to run forward recklessly. From the beginning to the end, her beautiful eyes had never moved away from the slim figure at the center of the hall.

She could not explain why but, even though she could not see his face clearly, Qiu Mu-Cheng had felt an impulse rise up within her the moment this person stood up from among the crowd. Right now, Qiu Mu-Cheng could no longer suppress the impulse. So without a care for the consequences, she continued to run forward.

She wanted to see.

She had to see.

Was this "Mr. Chu" Ye Fan or not?

"Mm?" "Where did this crazy woman come from?"

"Damn! You stepped on my foot, you bitch-"

"My Coke! You knocked over my Coke-"

"Are you crazy?"

Along the way, the sound of scoldings from the surrounding crowd drifted to her ears. But she pretended not to hear anything.

Nobody could stand in her way and nobody could halt her advance. Her reddened eyes were resolute as she stared fixedly at the back of the person standing at the front. Inwardly, she kept on screaming over and over again.

Ye Fan, is that you?

Are you really Mr. Chu?

Nobody could understand how Qiu Mu-Cheng was feeling right now. She did not even dare to imagine that Ye Fan could actually be Mr. Chu. The former was the submissive and oft-bullied live-in son-in-law of the Qiu family, while the latter was standing at the peak of the power structure in Jiangdong and currently receiving adulation from all the leaders in the province.

But, they looked too alike.

Their back views, their contours and even their hair styles looked so alike. The only things Mr. Chu did not have in common with Ye Fan were probably his clothes and indomitable presence. However, when Qiu Mu-Cheng reached the front row, she was stopped by the security guards.

"Let me go! You people, let me go-"

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan- You bastard!"

"Turn around and look at me~"

"Ye Fan-"

But Qiu Mu-Cheng's voice was quickly submerged by the hubdub from the surrounding crowd.

"Mm?"

At the front, Ye Fan, who had been preparing to leave with Chen Ao and company, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Chen Ao and company were confused, so they turned to look at him and asked respectfully: "Mr. Chu, what's wrong?"

"I thought I heard someone calling for me?" Ye Fan turned his head and looked around.

Immediately afterward, a waft of perfume drifted over to him and the graceful figure of a beautiful girl leapt into Ye Fan's arms. "Fan, you are awesome-"

"I knew it! My Fan is the world's strongest."

Chen Nan grabbed onto Ye Fan's arm and spoke excitedly. She looked as happy as a sparrow in summer.

"Nan-Nan, don't be rude to Mr. Chu!" "You are so ill-mannered-" Chen Ao, who was standing nearby, started to coldly rebuke his daughter.

But Ye Fan waved his hand dismissively and said: "Nan-Nan is just like a sister to me. Siblings should not be acting reserved toward each other." Afterward, Ye Fan looked at Chen Nan and shook his head with a smile: "So you were the one who was shouting for me."

"Let us leave together," Ye Fan said softly.

And the group went into the reception lounge at the hall.

"Let me go! You people, let me go~"

Meanwhile, Qiu Mu-Cheng was still struggling and trying her best to push away the security guards.

"Miss, this is a private area and entry is prohibited. Please cooperate with us."

But Qiu Mu-Cheng simply turned a deaf ear to whatever the guard said.

In the end, she opened her mouth and bit down on his hand.

"Arrgh-"

As he screamed in pain, he retracted his arm and Qiu Mu-Cheng took the opportunity to dash past the guard. And then she started running again.

Her eyes were red and there was a stubborn look on her exquisite face. As she ran, she yelled toward the front:

"Ye Fan, is that you?"