Chapter 10

If he still failed to take Wen Chuxue's hand now, he might never have another chance. He had to hold on to the only light in his heart. He had to have that light.

"Jiang Ye, what are you saying? Do you know this child isn't yours?" Father Jiang's expression was grave, even tinged with a trace of cold anger.

"I know! But so what? Chuxue's child is mine."

Jiang Ye glanced at his father, then at Wen Chuxue, a flicker of darkness crossing his eyes. "Yes, I know you look down on a good-for-nothing like me. But I'm telling you, this time I'm making my own decisions. Our love isn't something one child can destroy. I love Chuxue. I can treat this child as my own."

Chapter 10: Chapter 10

◎Jiang Ye really took "a simp ends up with nothing" all the way to the bitter end.◎

[What the hell? This idiot actually believes Wen Chuxue is pregnant and still wants to be the sucker who takes over? Then he really deserves the misery coming his way!!]

[Seriously, when has my father-in-law ever looked down on you? Do you have any idea how ridiculously happy he gets every time you win an award?]

Hearing Song Shiwei's thoughts, Jiang Ye instinctively froze for a moment. His father would be happy?

Impossible. Ever since he was little, his father had only ever praised Jiang Chao. He had never received his father's attention.

The next second, fury filled Jiang Ye's eyes, and he shot Song Shiwei a vicious glare. Was Song Shiwei determined to make everyone unhappy just because her own marriage was unhappy?

This time, he believed Chuxue definitely wouldn't let her lose!

She looked at Father and Mother Jiang. The opposition in their eyes grew ever stronger, and he suddenly felt the blood rush to his head. Today, he would stand against the entire world.

As long as Wen Chuxue was willing, he could treat this child as his own. He could even forgo having children of his own in the future, as long as Wen Chuxue could stay steadily by his side.

"Uncle, Auntie, don't listen to Jiang Ye's nonsense. He's a filial son. He would never do anything like that. Don't blame him. It's my fault."

Song Shiwei nearly rolled her eyes clear up into the sky, one inward complaint rising after another-

[It IS your fault. You don't want them to stop feeding Jiang Ye resources and leave you without acting jobs. No jobs means no money to spend, but you're too embarrassed to ask Jiang Ye for money. There's one good thing about this love-brained fool: his unwavering faith that his white moonlight, Chuxue, doesn't love money!! So for the whole month and more they've been dating, every damn gift has been some handmade craft or lovingly packed lunch he made himself. He nearly gave Wen Chuxue PTSD, which is why she took this desperate gamble...]

Standing off to the side, Father and Mother Jiang nearly laughed out loud. Song Shiwei's little mouth really did make for delightful listening.

Song Shiwei's words abruptly caught Jiang Ye short. He suddenly recalled the things he had given her, and for some reason, his scalp briefly prickled.

He snorted, then shot Song Shiwei an irritated glare. "Mom, Dad, I don't care how you've been pressuring Chuxue. Today, I'm telling you openly and clearly: no matter what, I will never leave Chuxue. I'm going to marry her, too. I'll make her the rightful wife of me, the Jiang family's second young master."

[Oh wow, a pure-love warrior wearing a green hat for love. All we can say is, respect and blessings-and merciless mockery!]

[Wait, we've got a real show to watch today! Wen Chuxue actually came to steal the Jiang family's confidential files?!]

[Hold on, how did things suddenly turn into this? Does Jiang Xun know there's a mole in his family? No wonder Jiang Xun, a king carrying four pieces of trash against six pieces of trash, could still lose so miserably. Turns out these pieces of trash aren't just useless-they're leading people in to steal the base!]

Just as Song Shiwei's thoughts ended, Jiang Xun's limited-edition Maybach slowly drove through the entrance and into the underground garage.

The people in the living room exchanged glances, then sat on the sofa in battle-ready formation, waiting for Jiang Xun to enter.

When Jiang Xun came in, he saw Father and Mother Jiang looking at him with solemn expressions. His exquisitely sculpted face showed no ripple of emotion.

"Dad, Mom." His cold voice was like an ancient well, and the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose further set off his icy skin and jade-like bones, making him resemble an immortal banished from heaven.

Jiang Ye instinctively shielded Wen Chuxue behind him. "Don't be afraid, Chuxue. I'll talk to my brother."

Watching this scene, Song Shiwei was utterly amazed. [Seriously, you damn love-brained idiot, what has your brother ever done to Wen Chuxue? Isn't this all in your imagination? This must be terminal love-brain cancer. There's no saving him. Hurry up and throw him out to fend for himself. At least that'll salvage some of the Jiang family's losses, so this stupid dog won't help someone steal their base later.]

Father and Mother Jiang glanced at Jiang Ye, then at each other, before nodding in unison. "We agree to let you two be together."

"Really?" Delight filled Wen Chuxue at those words. She immediately stopped leaving, her large, watery eyes darting over them.

"Really, but on one condition. From now on, Jiang Ye will no longer be a member of the Jiang family. He will have no right to inherit any of the assets his father and I leave behind after we pass away, and the Jiang family will no longer offer him any assistance," Mother Jiang said calmly.

Since they couldn't stop him anyway, they might as well do as Song Shiwei said: leave Jiang Ye with nothing and throw him straight out of the family home. They would see whether Wen Chuxue had a change of heart, and just how long the two could hold out.

Song Shiwei stood behind them, eagerly munching on the gossip.

[She's here for the Jiang family. Otherwise, she wouldn't even bother with Jiang Ye. Will she still want him once he's been kicked out?]

Jiang Ye agreed at once. "All right, Mom, Dad! I accept. Starting today, I won't take another cent from the family or accept any help from you. I'll marry Chuxue with my head held high."

Song Shiwei was spouting complete nonsense. Today, he would slap that crazy woman hard in the face with the truth. She was just jealous-jealous that he could hold hands with the person he loved.

Barely had Jiang Ye finished his vow when Wen Chuxue immediately objected. "No. Uncle, Auntie, Jiang Ye is your child. Can you really bear to see your own flesh and blood torn away from you?"