The thought that he wouldn’t be able to see his mother again until all six great medicines were gathered made Ye Cang’s heart ache unbearably. Even before, just being able to look at her body brought him a sense of peace. But now that the funeral was actually happening, his heart was in turmoil.
After all… his mother was truly dead.
If the Qin Family couldn’t find the six great medicines, she would never wake up again.
Qin Junfei seemed to sense his sadness and didn’t speak further. She just softly said, “I’ll wait for you at Empire Cloud Top,” and ended the call.
On the way there, Ye Cang wandered like a lost soul, as if his spirit had left his body. It was the same feeling he’d had the day he learned about his mother’s death.
As evening fell and the lights came on, Ye Cang stood alone at the base of Empire Cloud Top, his expression numb.
Cars passed, people laughed and chatted, but to him, the world had become a silent black-and-white painting. He saw their mouths moving, saw their joy—but couldn’t hear a thing.
In that state, he didn’t notice the well-dressed couple walking across the street. The woman clung affectionately to the man’s arm, her face beaming with happiness.
It was Gu Yuyao and Gao Yanqing.
“Huh? Isn’t that Ye Cang?”
Just as they were about to enter a high-end French restaurant across from Empire Cloud Top, Gu Yuyao spotted a familiar silhouette—Ye Cang!
Her gaze instantly turned cold with disgust.
She couldn’t even go on a date without bumping into Ye Cang? Like a haunting ghost!
What bad luck!
“What’s he doing here?” Gao Yanqing noticed Ye Cang too and frowned.
Gu Yuyao snorted coldly, “Look at him—he’s probably heartbroken after being dumped! Trying to crawl back to me!”
“Dumped?”
“Of course! I was with him for three years—I know exactly what kind of person he is.”
She had been furious earlier when she saw Ye Cang with Pan Min. It felt like her dog had run off to cuddle with someone else. But after thinking it over, she’d calmed down.
There was no way Ye Cang could land a woman like that.
It must have been a setup—he was trying to make her jealous.
He probably still desperately wanted her love and was using this childish stunt to get her attention after being enraged by Brother Yanqing.
Three years of marriage—she knew exactly what Ye Cang was worth.
That kind of woman couldn’t possibly like him.
To provoke me? You actually hired someone to act as your girlfriend?
Heh. Pathetic.
Gu Yuyao sneered smugly, a trace of satisfaction flickering in her eyes.
See?
A hungry dog knows to come home eventually.
Too bad he was already too late.
The boomerang finally hit him in the face.
“Since he’s here, let’s invite him to eat with us…” Gao Yanqing suggested.
But Gu Yuyao quickly stopped him.
“Invite him for what? Mo Han will be here soon too!”
Qiao Mohan wasn’t just a confidante—she often gave Gu Yuyao advice and strategies.
In fact, the famous phrase “a hungry dog knows its way home” had come from her.
“Alright.” Gao Yanqing chuckled at Gu Yuyao’s possessiveness and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
They looked like a happy couple as they entered the restaurant.
After waiting a bit and still not seeing Qin Junfei arrive, Ye Cang decided to go up and check.
She had only just started her healing process and wasn’t used to being around people. Just agreeing to accompany him for his mother’s final farewell had taken great courage.
“Vroom vroom…”
Suddenly, a deafening engine roar blasted from behind. A Ferrari came speeding like a wild beast, hurtling straight at Ye Cang.
He instinctively dodged to the side.
But the sports car drifted beautifully, spinning 180 degrees. The gust of air it kicked up slapped against Ye Cang’s clothes and skin like a powerful slap.
Bang!
A sexy girl in a camisole dress leapt out of the car. Her hair was permed into voluminous waves, her features exquisitely sharp, with long curled lashes—she looked as spoiled as she was beautiful.
“Are you blind? Don’t you watch where you’re going? A car’s coming and you don’t even move?”
The spoiled little princess immediately started cursing Ye Cang out.
Already in a bad mood, Ye Cang was furious.
His mother’s funeral was tomorrow, and now some reckless driver had the nerve to yell at him?
You were the one driving like a maniac, and you’re blaming me?
But just as he was about to snap, the girl froze.
“You’re… Ye Cang?”
Ye Cang recognized her too—Qiao Mohan, Gu Yuyao’s best friend.
His expression instantly turned cold.
This woman was full of schemes. She had always opposed his relationship with Gu Yuyao and had plotted against him more than once.
She was always introducing men to Gu Yuyao under the excuse of “expanding her social circle.”
She was the one who told Gu Yuyao that Gao Yanqing had returned to the country!
Ye Cang stepped past her to leave, but Qiao Mohan blocked his path with a wicked smile.
“Don’t leave. Yuyao already told me—you got divorced and found someone new, huh?”
“Not bad. Even a loser like you found a rebound. Where is she? Bring her out and let me see.”
She deliberately looked left and right.
Ye Cang’s face darkened. “Don’t test me. I’m in a bad mood today.”
His mother’s funeral was tomorrow—his patience was hanging by a thread.
“Oh? Don’t tell me she dumped you already? That would explain your miserable look. You know, you really look like a stray mutt right now.”
“Let me tell you, filing for divorce was the right call. At least it let her leave with some dignity. Compared to Brother Yanqing, you’re nothing!”
“And actually, you owe Brother Yanqing a bow.”
She suddenly switched tones. “If it weren’t for him, Deng Shigao would’ve crippled you already!”
Ye Cang’s anger erupted. “Wasn’t it me who handled that? What does it have to do with him? You’re all insane!”
“What did you just say?” Qiao Mohan exploded. “I’ve never seen someone as shameless as you! You were saved, and now you’re trying to take the credit?”
“Come on! Today you’re going to kneel and thank Brother Yanqing whether you like it or not!”
She grabbed at Ye Cang to drag him across the street toward the French restaurant.
“Get lost.”
Ye Cang’s eyes turned icy. A murderous aura radiated from him.
Qiao Mohan trembled from head to toe and instinctively let go.
“You—”
Realizing what she’d just done, Qiao Mohan was enraged. “Fine… just wait!”
She got back in the car. The Ferrari’s engine roared like a beast.
“You coming or not? If not, I’ll run you over!” she shouted at him, her threat clear.
“Go ahead. If you’ve got the guts, hit me,” Ye Cang replied coldly, unmoving.
His glare was like a venomous serpent—so cold it made Qiao Mohan’s spine tingle.
What’s with this trash?
Why didn’t he feel like this before?
Qiao Mohan gripped the steering wheel, her breathing growing heavier. But backed by her family background, she felt no fear.
“You said it! Don’t blame me…”
She was just about to slam the pedal when—
Knock knock knock!
Someone tapped on her window.
She instinctively rolled it down… and saw a face of breathtaking beauty.
Every feature was so perfect it made her breath catch. Even as a woman, Qiao Mohan was stunned.
She couldn’t move her eyes away.
In that first glance, an uncontrollable sense of inferiority rose from within her.
She quickly averted her eyes, gasping for breath like she’d just awakened from a dream.
“Get out of the car,” Qin Junfei said.
Her voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an irresistible authority.
Qiao Mohan didn’t want to get out—but her body betrayed her. As if under a spell, she opened the door and stepped out like a puppet.
Smack!
Qin Junfei slapped her across the face.
Five sharp, red marks bloomed on Qiao Mohan’s pale cheek.
Noticing that Ye Cang was watching, Qin Junfei’s expression didn’t change. “It’s not right for a man to hit a woman,” she said flatly, “so we women handle it.”
“Like running people over with cars, huh? Smash it for me!”
Crash!
As soon as she gave the order, a group of people charged out and began smashing the several-million-yuan Ferrari to pieces.
“No! Don’t smash my car!”
Qiao Mohan’s pupils shrank to pinpricks. She rushed over like a madwoman, screaming in desperation like a cuckoo crying blood.