A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 133 Confessing to the Idol

"What other reason could there be?" Qiu Mu-Cheng retorted.

"Fine, if those achievements weren't due to charity and favors given by others, then answer my

question. Why did Master Li Er and the others come visit you at Dongyang Town?"

"Why did Hongqi Group select me to be their partner?”

"And why did Young Master Shen act so chummy with you?”

"If you had not sucked up to those people, then why would they shower you with favors?!!"

"You are just an unknown person from the countryside. During the past three years, you have not

accomplished anything worthy of note. If you had not relied on somebody else, why would the Shens

treat you with such respect?!!!"

Qiu Mu-Cheng's eyes were red and she looked like she was ready to cry. But even so, her questions

were articulate and they resonated with reasonablenes. And as her words rang out on the bank of

Yunwu Lake, they attracted side glances from numerous passersby.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, did not say a word. He simply stood there as he looked indifferently at the

tearful woman before him.

"Ye Fan, why don't you say something?"

"Why aren't you explaining yourself?” Just then, Qiu Mu-Cheng choked on a sob. She really wanted to

be able to convince herself to believe Ye Fan.

But he remained as composed as ever. No emotion could be seen on his delicate face, as if it were a

placid lake that was impervious to external disturbances.

He stood there and said nonchalantly: "There is nothing to explain. One of these days, you will

understand that I have achieved everything through my own efforts and no one else's.” "That's

enough!” "Even now, you are still being unrepentant?”

"Ye Fan, I am so disappointed in you!"

In the end, Qiu Mu-Cheng ran away after letting out a cry. In the instant she turned around, a trail of

glistening droplets dispersed in the wind. But nobody saw that.

She was crying.

After Qiu Mu-Cheng's disappointed departure, the place returned to its former calm.

The street lamps flickered and when the yellow light fell across Ye Fan's body, it cast a huge shadow

beneath him.

"Why didn't you tell her?" Xu Lei's melodious voice suddenly rang out behind Ye Fan.

She walked forward, her exquisite high heels clacking against the ground as a passing breeze stirred

up her dark red hair. Tonight, she was wearing a short corset waist skirt. And peeking out from

underneath it was a pair of glossy calves that exuded a heart-touching warmth.

Ye Fan looked at the mist-covered lake and smiled self-deprecatingly. "What do you think I should tell

her?"

"Should I tell her that I am the eldest son of the Chu family?!"

"Should I tell her how powerful the Chu family is?!"

"Should I tell her that I wasn't depending on a woman but my father's family?!"

Ye Fan sneered and his voice was filled with self-mockery.

If he had really said all that, then even he would look down on himself.

"A person's family background is also part of his capital. It is the same thing as his talent or ability. Is

that not so?" Xu Lei's voice rang out slowly beside Ye Fan's ear, like the chirping of a nightingale.

But Ye Fan shook his head and said, "To you, maybe it is so. But to me, the answer is a definite no."

"One day, I, Ye Fan, will crush the Chu family beneath my feet!!”

Whoosh~

A bitingly cold gale suddenly blew across Yunwu Lake.

Ye Fan stood proudly on the bank and looked at the horizon from afar. His demeanor was filled with

majesty and there was something about him that stirred the soul. In his eyes, one could see a look of

firm resolution.

As she looked at the man standing before her, Xu Lei found herself lost in a daze once again.

Because at this moment, Ye Fan was exuding such a strong aura of unwavering pride that Xu Lei knew

she could never hope to compare to him. She was shocked by this realization and could not help but

wonder just what kind of person he was.

Flash-

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. Immediately afterward, the sound of thunder

rumbled through the air. The sky turned darker in an instant.

Far away in the horizon, among the stars, the clouds had begun to billow and roll across the sky.

It looked like a storm was coming.

Yunzhou, a villa in the eastern suburb.

Qiu Mu-Cheng was hugging a pillow as she sat dazedly on the sofa. Judging by the redness in her

eyes, she had just been crying.

After leaving Yunwu Lake, she had come looking for Su Qian instead of going home.

The latter had just finished her shower then and, when she received her friend, she was dressed only

in a thin gauze gown. At that moment, the sight of Qiu Mu-Cheng's misery had been the final straw that

sent Su Qian into a rage.

"Damn it! Mu-Cheng, don't tell me you are still thinking of that country bumpkin?"

"I have already told you that he is not worthy of you.”

"His family is poor and he was born in the countryside. A poor person like him lives in a different world

from us."

"It is only natural for him to feel inferior in front of upper-society folks like us."

"Once a person develops an inferiority complex, his personality will become twisted and he will go

down the wrong path. In the end, just like Ye Fan, he will become someone else's 'white gloves,' give

up his dignity and risk his life as an errand boy for the big shots."

"It is good that you now know what he is really like."

"You have seen through his true colors just in time."

"Listen to me. Find an opportunity and quickly divorce him."

"Once I have my idol in my grasp, I will devote all my energy into helping you find a husband.”

"Trust me. With your looks and talent, you will definitely marry into a rich family and become a rich

man's wife." Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Qiu Mu-Cheng had already told her BFF what was going on with Ye Fan.

Just then, Su Qian was persuading Qiu Mu-Cheng to take this opportunity to quickly divorce the

bumpkin, Ye Fan. She had never liked him.

"He is just a countryside bumpkin. He has no money or power. So how dare he even think about

wooing our Mu-Cheng?"

"He is a toad lusting after a swan's flesh! A dreamer dreaming a pipe dream!"

Su Qian was filled with disdain as she thought of Ye Fan.

However, Qiu Mu-Cheng was still feeling terribly upset. As she sat by herself on the sofa, she said

nothing in response to Su Qian's words. Her eyes were still red and nobody had any idea what she was

thinking of at this moment.

"Ai, I have to hand it to you."

"Is he such a big deal? Isn't he just a country bumpkin?"

"Do you really have to get so down and upset over him?"

"Fine, I am not going to bother you anymore. I have to go see my idol now.” Su Qian looked at the time.

In the ordinary course of events, the male idol should already have started his performance around this

time. But, despite a long wait, he still did not make his appearance.

"This is odd."

"Why isn't my idol here yet?"

"I think I did not hear the sound of his harmonica yesterday as well."

"Cheng-Cheng, do you think my idol has already moved away?" When this thought entered her head,

Su Qian immediately went into a panic.

"Cheng-Cheng, what should I do? In all these years, this is the first time I have liked somebody so

much. It is a big world out there. If he is really gone, where can I go to look for him?"

It looked like Su Qian was really panicking. She sounded like she was about to cry.

"If you are afraid of missing this opportunity, then just go look for him," Qiu Mu-Cheng said softly.

And Su Qian took her words seriously.

"Cheng-Cheng, you are right. When it comes to love, one has to take the initiative. If I keep on waiting

like this, my idol will definitely pass me by."

"I have made up my mind. Tonight, I will confess to him. And I will bring my ninety-nine love letters with

me!"

Su Qian clenched her teeth and made a solemn vow.

These past days, she had poured almost all her secret love for the harmonica player into these love

letters.

"I don't believe that he will remain unmoved after seeing my sincerity."

And then, without any hesitation, she walked out of the house while carrying the pink wooden box that

contained all her love letters.

Qiu Mu-Cheng immediately cradled her forehead and warned her silly friend, "Ai, you haven't changed

your clothes?”

Left with no other choice, she hurried after Su Qian and dragged her back into the house.

Half an hour later, both Su Qian and Qiu Mu-Cheng appeared before the entrance of the neighboring

villa.

Su Qian had already painstakingly done her make-up and changed into an exquisite long dress. Just

then, she looked like a beautiful and charming fairy princess. But even a fairy princess had things she

was afraid of, so she had dragged her friend along to be her courage booster.

"No way no way. Mu-Cheng, I am too nervous. I think we should forget about this." In the end, Su Qian

had cold feet and wanted to run back to her house.

But Qiu Mu-Cheng dragged her back. "Qian-Qian, have you forgotten what you just said?"

"We are already standing at his doorstep. The only thing left for you to do is to shoot for the goal. You

can't retreat now."

"Go for it! You are the best!" Qiu Mu-Cheng said encouragingly.

Su Qian clenched her teeth again. "Mu-Cheng, you are right. I have crushed on him for so many days

already. Even if I know I am going to fail today, I still have to let him know how I feel. I am going. Wish

me luck!"

After her awe-inspiring speech, Su Qian lifted her leg... and put it back down again.

"Cheng-Cheng, let us go home. I am too scared to do this—"

"You~” Qiu Mu-Cheng was nearly driven mad by her friend's cowardice.

While the two silly women were arguing in front of a stranger's house, the hitherto closed door

suddenly opened.

The light from inside the house spread out onto the street. And the two women froze on the spot when

they saw the person who had just stepped out of the door.