A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1610

She could not bear to see Ye Fan get hurt, but the thought of being cast aside made her heart wrench.

Perhaps that was what life was about.

Poor or wealthy, diseased or healthy, each soul endeavored to find its purpose in life.

Back when Ye Fan still lived with her under her parents' roof, Qiu Mucheng's worries revolved around money and their future together.

Now that she had everything could have ever dreamed of and more, she expected to be happy and content.

However, she was greeted with the opposite.

There was a void in her heart that only Ye Fan's care and company could fill, but he was hardly around to do so.

Each stage of life had its own dilemmas and concerns.

Wealth did not promise happiness, and mediocrity did not guarantee misery.

Those who could appreciate the little things in life were the ones who would find bliss.

The Qiu Mucheng today sat on a pile of riches, but all she desired was Ye Fan's love and care.

A successful career and a happy life ever after. Are they too much to ask for?

Back then, Ye Fan would pour all his time and energy into caring for Qiu Mucheng, but his efforts were unrecognized by many.

Now that he had risen to the top and gained authority over Jiangdong, he could shower Qiu Mucheng with extravagant treasures, but at the cost of his company and tender loving care. These were lessons that could only be learned through experience.

If they could go back in time, Qiu Mucheng would rather Ye Fan stay as the unremarkable live-in son-in-law.

Perhaps it meant living a mundane life, but after goingthrough innumerable challenges, Qiu Mucheng realized that the key to happiness was simplicity.

Qiu Mucheng had implored Ye Fan multiple times to let go of the wealth and revert to their quiet life.

Even so, she was well aware that going against the current was an arduous task.

Now that Ye Fan had reached the higher rungs of the societal ladder, it was hard to descend it.

There were elements that were beyond their control.

The days of peace and quiet were long gone, and the youth who had eyes for her alone now only lived in her memories.

Tears streamed silently down her face.

Qiu Mucheng could not fathom the surge of emotion.

Perhaps it was regret for her impatience toward Ye Fan when he was just an average man, or maybe remorse for taking their peaceful lives for granted. Above all, Qiu Mucheng lamented her fervid desire to become extraordinary then.

Had it not been for her wishes, Ye Fan would have never established Mufan Group, let alone become Mr. Chu of Jiangdong.

If they had gone down that course of life, they would not be where they were today, with their peaceful life shattered time and time again.

"What's wrong? You don't believe that he's going to show up too?" Meng Wanyu snickered when she noticed Qiu Mucheng's reddened eyes. Her laugh was mirthless and sardonic.

"What a cruel guy. The coldest thing in this world is none other than a man's heart. I've come across too many womanizers in my life. You can accompany him through the darkest times of his life, but he'll gladly welcome another woman into his arms when he reaches the peak," she derided.

"At times, I really don't understand you stupid women. History has shown over and over again that men are not trustworthy, yet you throw yourselves at them like moths to a flame. How are they worthy of your love and devotion? The same goes for Angie! Why are you crying, Qiu Mucheng? Stop it! No one will pity you, especially not that scum. Men will feel no guilt or remorse over breaking your heart. In fact, they'll probably gloat over the fact that you can't live without them! You've given your whole heart to him, yet he returns your sincerity with betrayal," Meng Wanyu ranted angrily.

Her words were like spears, piercing Qiu Mucheng's heart and leaving behind a mutilated mess.

Meng Wanyu's baseless accusations made Qiu Mucheng even more upset.

"Stop it! I won't let you speak of Ye Fan in that manner. He's not like that. He's not!" Qiu Mucheng shook her head vehemently, tears streaking down her face. It was hard to tell if she was trying to convince Meng Wanyu or herself.

"You're still clinging onto that shred of hope? You still have faith in him?" Exasperated, Meng Wanyu let out a bark of laughter.

"If he really was a compassionate person, why would he be nowhere to be found when you're in trouble? If he truly loved you, would he flirt with other women in foreign countries, where your eyes can't see? If he even had a heart, he could never bear to see you suffer for three days without coming to your aid," Meng Wanyu tried to hammer her point into Qiu Mucheng's head.

"Wake up! To these men, we are no more than clothes to be worn when fancied and discarded when bored. If you die, it just gives them the perfect excuse to search for a new woman. Yet, here you are, you absolute fool, pining over a man who has no respect foryou. All the men on earth are undependable and deserve to burn in hell!" MengWanyu vociferated, her voice climbing in decibels from the start of her impromptu speech to the end. Each word she uttered was injected with hatred toward men.

Hertraumatizing childhood and the radical teachings from the internet had brainwashed Meng Wanyu into adopting misandry.

To add fuel to the fire, her best friend, Angie, had been mistreated by her father and brothers to secure monetary benefit in business, then later strung along by Ye Fan.

"Shut up! You're spouting nonsense! I trust Ye Fan; he's not like that! If he knew that I was in danger, he would come to save me," Qiu Mucheng shrilled, refusing to believe Meng Wanyu's words.

"I guess we'll wait and see if your knight in shining armor would actually make an appearance." With a huff, Meng Wanyu ended the conversation.

Time flew, and soon, it was an hourto midnight.

Once the clock ticked to twelve, it would be exactly three days since Ye Fan had been notified of Qiu

Mucheng's capture.

"It seems like Mr. Chu is not coming."

"That poor girl, she wasted all her youth on some rubbish."

Heavy sighs sounded around Yunwu Lake as the onlookers sympathized with Qiu Mucheng's plight.

"That's right."

"To hell with Mr. Chu?' In my eyes, he's just a complete jerk. How could he let his wife be kidnapped for three days and not do a thing?"

"Heartless people like him would forever be despicable even if they had the world at their fingertips."

"He is an embarrassment to Jiangdong!"

"I can't believe that a person as inhumane as he is ruling Jiangdong!"

The crowd grew rowdy, incensed on Qiu Mucheng's behalf.

"I knew that Ye Fan would not show up."

"He's a big shot now; he can have any woman his heart desires!" "Who knows, he might be secretly hoping that his wife gets murdered so he can have the perfect excuse to find a new one." Martial artists from Jiangbei stood on the bank of Yunwu Lake, surrounding the body of water. They had hurried over to witness Ye Fan's downfall.

They lost miserably to Ye Fan in combat, so tarnishing his reputation gave them a delusional sense of victory.

"Animal!"

"Ye Fan is an ungrateful b*stard."

"I knew that Mucheng would suffer greatly for being with that jerk."

"Karma will bite him in the *ss one day!"

"When he was struggling, Mucheng stood by his side, supporting him every step of the way. But now that he's successful, he can't care less about our dear Mucheng!"

"Crude people like him should be skinned alive!" "I should have stood my ground and forced Mucheng to divorce him back then."

Han Li and her husband felt their hearts sink as murmurs around them grew louder, the crass words screeching to their ears. Even Su Qian had a hard time believing that Ye Fan could be so ruthless.

The people's attitudes toward Ye Fan did a 180 as they bashed him relentlessly. Every comment was a jab at Ye Fan.

After today, Mr. Chu of Jiangdong would become the laughingstock of the country, notorious for his inhumanity.

"Ms. Xu, should we rescue her?"

Not far away, crouched at an unnoticeable corner, Xu Lei observed the commotion at Yunwu Lake. Tong Shan, Qing Tan, and other skilled martial artists stood behind her on standby. The group grew anxious as the limit of three days neared its end.

"We'll wait a bit longer," Xu Lei said with a shake of her head.

She peered in the distance, her gaze unwavering.

She was positive that the youth would appear.

He may be late at times, but he has never been absent!