100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

The evening wind gently blew along and brought with it a slight chill.

The moon was high up in the sky. The clear moonlight illuminated the sky above City A.

Third Young Master Ye stood on the balcony as he looked into the darkness with a cold gaze. The moonlight cast a cold shadow on him. It was subtle, cold, and something seemed to emanate from him that allowed people to feel his coldness and brutality.

Louis's words brought out the sharpest hostility from Third Young Master Ye's heart.

The man seemed to understand him so well to the point he knew what to do to bring out the cruelest aspect of Third Young Master Ye!

Cheng Anya joined the young kid for a round of video games before leaving the study room. As she passed by her study room, she noticed Third Young Master Ye's cold silhouette under the moon that gave people a chill.

Her heart trembled a little as she knocked on the door. Third Young Master Ye did not respond.

Cheng Anya hesitated before limping into the room with her crutch. The study room was more spartan as the mansion was undergoing reconstruction. This was a temporary home, and little decorations were made. The room just had a study table and a bed. Cheng Anya saw these and felt that Third Young Master Ye, who had been used to living in a mansion, was a little unjustly treated.

It was like the emperor who turned beggar overnight!

Her eyes dilated!

The computer monitor displayed photographs and information about Louis. The stack of documents to the side of the monitor were all on Louis. Third Young Master Ye had compiled a very detailed dossier about him across the past few years.

To know yourself and the enemy is the key to winning all battles.

If not, how could one say that the person who understands you the most is not your friend but your enemy!

He really minded Louis! Cheng Anya secretly wondered to herself. She could not understand why Third Young Master Ye especially minded Louis as he and Louis had no feud with each other and were merely collaborating.

As she limped onto the balcony with her crutch, Cheng Anya then put her crutch aside and held the railing of the balcony. She stood beside him and Third Young Master Ye took a glance at her. He did not mind her disrupting his deep thought.

"Ye Chen, how is the night scene?" Cheng Anya asked with a smile. The high floor provided a wide field of vision when one looked down. The scenery was not too bad.

"Who has the mood to appreciate the night view!" Third Young Master Ye replied plainly. His fists were clenched and his cold gaze was obscured by the night. There was an unspeakable burden.

"At the rate you are standing, you are going to become a statue! This creates a wrong impression that you are admiring the night!" Cheng Anya replied plainly. He tried to touch his body. It was hard as rock and his muscles were all tensed up. Third Young Master Ye was surprised, and Cheng Anya smiled. "After being your secretary, I learned something. Your body is this tense every time you encounter a massive enemy with the likes of Old Master Yang and Old Master Ye. This time, it's because of Louis. Are you afraid of them?"

"What a joke!" Third Young Master Ye turned his head around coldly and gave Miss Cheng his beautiful and cold side profile. "How could I, Ye Chen, be afraid of those two old men and that sicko?"

"Then, you may be different from other people!" Cheng Anya smiled plainly. Under the faint lights of the night sky, there was warmth like a thin veil that secretly took root and grew in their hearts. "When I was in primary school, I was a scaredy-cat. I had yet to come to City A and my parents and I stayed in a fishing village. The children in the village were especially barbaric and I would be bullied every day. There were two bullies in class who would throw chalk at me every day, put worms in my bag, and hide my worksheets… Once school ended, they would snatch my pocket money. Living standards in the fishing village weren't too high, and the children would not have much pocket money. If they wanted to buy something, they could only bully other children. I was afraid of them and would take a detour whenever I saw them. My body became tense, hard and I trembled in fear. Their long-term bullying created psychological trauma, and there was once I dropped into the fields when I was avoiding them. I returned home dirty and cried terribly. As our home was poor then, all my pencil boxes were made by daddy using cardboard paper. Being good at drawing and handicraft, he would draw pretty flowers on the pencil case that I liked and treasured. Once, these bullies bullied me and drenched my pencil box in water. I was enraged and took the cane from the teacher's table and whipped them with it. I kept on whipping them until they ran away. When they ran, I doggedly gave chase and hit them until the cane marks, some of which even bled, could be seen. I thought I was mad, and I had no idea how I found the courage to hit people. As the teacher already detested the two bullies, I got off with a few scoldings. After school, I looked on in worry, afraid that they would suddenly grab a cane and whip me. Who knew that they would turn tail and run away, like mice hiding from a cat. Their parents came to my home to kick up a racket and they kept quiet and went away with their sons once they saw me. From that incident onward, these two bullies would detour and avoid me whenever they saw me. Nobody in my school dared to bully me, and I gave them this cold face that scared the kids so much they would give me their pocket money on their own initiative.

Third Young Master Ye was stunned into silence. "How old were you then?"

Miss Cheng raised her pinkie!

It took training from young to become a badass!

He could imagine a petite Cheng Anya projecting an image of a queen in front of two chubby boys and scaring them into running away.

"You are good!"

Cheng Anya humbly accepted Third Young Master Ye's praise!

"Now tell me, who returns the favor tenfold or hundredfold when he encounters a beating?" Third Young Master Ye seemingly laughed as he focused his gaze on the woman next to him. She was really…

Her concern was special!

Cheng Anya smiled and rolled her eyes at him in slight despise. "It is little wonder you failed in school! You did not take away anything from the lessons!"

Third Young Master Ye kept silent.

Teacher?

What kind of teacher are you? Apart from such a badass like Ning Ning, which other child could withstand your brutal upbringing?

"I am saying that you have to bravely face the psychological traumas!" Cheng Anya said calmly with wisdom in her gaze. "They might have caused you some degree of hurt, scars that permanently remain, and you hence choose to live under this trauma. Actually, if you are brave enough to walk out, you will discover that whatever they do does not affect you. Like a pustule, recovery takes a very long time. However, if you break the pustule in daylight, the wound will be exposed again."

"Although it hurts, it recovers extremely and you do not need to be burdened by the pustule again. Look at how you get anxious and angry whenever Old Master Ye and Old Master Yang are mentioned. Why?"

"Ye Chen, given your position and abilities today, why fear anyone else? Anger is an extreme response to weaknesses. Do you think you fit the description?"