Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious

Chapter 570: They Were Just Fighting Back

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Rong Qi was speechless. She wondered, ‘Why Ye Nanshen was so fixated on sending our daughter to an island. Did he really want her isolated from the world?’

In truth, Ye Nanshen was just afraid his innocent and adorable daughter would be wooed away by other men. So, he wanted to hide both his daughter and Rong Qi on an island.

Mrs. Hong looked at Ye Nanshen and sighed, ‘Master Shen was constantly talking about his daughter. What would happen if they had a son? Would he have any status at all? And surely, Mr. Sheng from next door would want to have a say.’

After Rong Qi was brought back to Clearcreek Mansion by Ye Nanshen, she was ordered to stay in bed and rest.

Lu Chengzhou came to check Rong Qi’s pulse as usual, then hastily left, not daring to linger.

Bored in bed, Rong Qi was accompanied by Ye Nanshen, who read stories to her and soothed her to sleep. Only after she fell asleep did Ye Nanshen regain his usual cold demeanor and leave the room.

Xu Yi and Zhuang Ling had been waiting outside and followed Ye Nanshen to the study.

Meanwhile, at the Ye residence, after the butler instructed the servants to clean up the mess in the living room, only Mrs. Ye Sr., Old Master Ye, and a few others were left.

Mrs. Ye Sr. frowned at the family doctor who was helped up, “What exactly happened with Rong Qi? Was she really fainting or pretending?”

The family doctor, recalling Ye Nanshen’s parting glance, said cautiously, “Ma’am, she is indeed frail and cannot withstand stress. It seems like she fainted due to excessive blood loss.”

The family doctor wasn’t sure what Ye Nanshen’s expression meant as he left. But to be safe, he decided to remain silent. He would later be very grateful for choosing to keep quiet at this moment.

“So, she did faint for real?” Ms. Liu asked.

The family doctor kept his head down, not responding.

Regardless of whether Rong Qi had fainted or not, her frailty was evident to everyone.

Old Master Ye commanded the butler, “Go to the storehouse and get some supplements to send to Clearcreek Mansion. Let Ye Nanshen make sure his wife eats more, so she won’t faint from fright next time. So pathetic!”

“Yes, I’ll have Fan Hui personally deliver them to Clearcreek Mansion,” the butler responded, heading out.

‘Still showing favoritism even now!’ Mrs. Ye Sr. thought. Her face darkened and said, “Ye Nanshen is too much. Aren’t you going to demand an explanation from them? If this continues, who will be able to control them in the future?”

Old Master Ye, unbothered, adjusted his clothes and said, “I’ve already warned you not to provoke him. This is your own doing. They were just fighting back. From now on, if you stir up trouble again, I won’t intervene. You better watch out.”

With that, Old Master Ye left. He felt troubled by the noise and chaos since their return. He preferred the quiet of his small attic with his pet Little Faye.

Watching Old Master Ye’s retreating figure, Mrs. Ye Sr. slammed the table in anger.

Ms. Liu stepped forward. She spoke with her sharp voice, “Father is too biased. Ye Nanshen and his wife are riding roughshod over you, Mother. They don’t take you seriously. Are we supposed to cater to their whims in the future? How can we tolerate this?”

“Even if you can’t tolerate it, you have to. Do you think you can confront them now?” Mrs. Ye Sr. retorted.

Ms. Liu was left speechless by the retort. She sighed intentionally, but her eyes sneakily glanced at Mrs. Ye Sr…