The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband

Chapter 254 - 254 I Like Her!_1



Chapter 254: Chapter 254 I Like Her!_1

Saying this, Ji Qishu opened his mobile phone, found a new serialized manga, and handed it to Tang Zhou for a look.

Tang Zhou loved reading manga in his spare time, and after just two pages he was already hooked: “Damn it, I want to follow this one too!!!”

Just as he was about to continue reading, the phone was snatched away by a strong arm.

After glancing it over, Ye looked completely grim, his words commanding: “Which manga APP is this? Chess book, acquire this manga APP, then take this manga off the shelf, and get it done tonight!”

Ji Qishu was dumbfounded: “Boss, don’t be so serious. There are many fanfics and manga about you online. You can pretend not to see them. Why take down this manga? Plus, it’s really awesome, and if it’s discontinued, how am I supposed to live?”

Ye, his eyes dangerously narrowed, sounded so cold it could freeze: “You don’t know how to live, do you want me to tell you how to die most painfully?”

Ji Qishu was frightened and jumped, dramatically ducking beside Ye Shiting who was sitting on the hospital bed reading the newspaper: “Shiting, save me.”

Ye Shiting calmly extended his hand: “Let me see the manga.”

Ji Qishu tossed the phone to him, “Shiting, don’t mind.”

After looking at a couple of pages, Ye Shiting made an objective evaluation: “The drawings are indeed good, I don’t mind. Besides, didn’t you agree to the contract with Starlight because you didn’t want to affect my presidential campaign? Since that’s the case, you shouldn’t mind either, let it be, it’s a small matter.”

Ye wanted to hit himself in the mouth, didn’t want to admit it, his face taut: “Even if I don’t mind, my sister-in-law would mind, you don’t believe me, ask her.”

Ye Shiting indeed asked his wife: “Do you mind?”

Between a husband and a wife, they could understand each other with a single glance. Yi Yujian, sitting at the head of the bed cutting apples, had a smile on her face. She passed the peeled apple to her husband, saying: “No, I have confidence in our relationship. I believe that your sister has no such feelings for you. She rushed into the fire to save you, certainly because she was afraid that her second brother would lose a big brother.”

Ye Shiting nodded: “Alright, your sister-in-law doesn’t mind either, so don’t bother about this small thing. After all, you didn’t really want to marry your sister, you were just compelled by the circumstances, so why worry about all this?”

Ye was rendered speechless by these words, feeling both frustrated and depressed. Was this a minor matter?

Everyone, except his family, thought that the junior sister’s act of saving him indicated she had feelings for him, and his reputation was at stake. Moreover, he couldn’t even protest. If he showed jealousy towards his elder brother, he would definitely become a laughingstock!

Ironically, both his brother and sister-in-law didn’t mind this at all. Thus, Ye, with his facial muscles tense, refrained from lashing out.

In the end, he turned his anger towards Tang Zhou, his voice chilling: “Did I or did I not forbid her from exposing pictures?”

Tang Zhou said: “You did, boss. Don’t you remember? You told me to keep an eye on the public opinion trend on Weibo on the day you brought Little Starlight home, and you didn’t want her identity exposed. Otherwise, I would be held responsible.”

Ye marched over and sat down on an empty couch, his face full of forbearance, denying it vehemently: “That’s not true!”

Tang Zhou was hurt: “Boss, how could you? You clearly said it, you also said…”

“Enough!” Ye cut off Tang Zhou’s words, not wanting to hear more.

He leaned on the couch, appearing frustrated that nobody understood him like Xiao Yun did. He pinched his temples, rubbing them again and again, wishing they would not be like Fu Zhuo who always added fuel to the fire. In the end, to everyone’s shock, he admitted, “I like her!”


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