"Pfft!"
When she heard Shi Fu'an say he wanted to become Chen Mu's backer and make him second only to himself at the Black Dragon Stronghold, above everyone else-something about becoming the second chief-
Ye Qingcheng simply couldn't hold back. She turned her head aside and laughed.
At that moment, her amusement far outweighed her disgust toward Shi Fu'an.
It was absolutely the funniest joke she had ever heard in her life.
Shi Fu'an had no idea why she was laughing. He assumed Ye Qingcheng had fallen for him at first sight and was grinning from ear to ear because she knew she would soon become his woman.
His fondness for Ye Qingcheng surged even higher.
Little did he know that Ye Qingcheng's regard for him had been zero from beginning to end.
Now, because he had belittled and insulted Chen Mu, it had dropped into the negatives.
Making her, Ye Qingcheng, become Shi Fu'an's woman would be worse than killing her outright.
She would only ever have one man, one husband, in her life: Chen Mu.
"Didn't you hear the chief? Hurry up and get over-"
Bang! Boom!
The fourth chief-or, more accurately, he should now have been called the fifth chief-
Had wanted to show his eagerness by urging Ye Qingcheng to throw herself into Shi Fu'an's arms.
Who could have imagined that before he even finished speaking, Shi Fu'an would wave a hand and send him flying with a savage burst of force, chair and all?
"Pfft!"
He slammed hard into the wall. The chair shattered, and the fifth chief was left bleeding and gravely injured.
Looking at Shi Fu'an seated on his stone throne, the fifth chief still felt wronged.
But Shi Fu'an's face was cold, and he had no intention of even giving the fifth