The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Su Wan was joking with Jiang Xuecheng, but when she saw Ming Ye's heavy expression, she thought he was worried about meeting the high priest later, so he felt a psychological burden.

Or… would Ming Ye have some psychological trauma in that laboratory?

Su Wan had been locked in a small dark room by Fiennes, so she knew what it was like to be confined.

And Ming Ye was much more miserable than her!

According to Su Wan's estimation, Ming Ye had never been free since he was born. Moreover, Su Wan was only locked up. At least, she had not been used as a test subject!

The more Su Wan thought about it, the more she felt sorry for Ming Ye. She was worried.

"Ming Ye, what's wrong? Are you worried about the meeting with the high priest?"

According to the plan, Jiang Xuecheng would bring Ming Ye to put on a show later.

He would just lie and say that he did not like Ming Ye and thought that he was a rival in love. Then, he would just throw Ming Ye to the high priest.

That woman, the high priest, had a suspicious nature. However, Su Wan and Ming Ye had once escaped together. Jiang Xuecheng had also investigated Ming Ye's whereabouts. If she investigated carefully, she should be able to find traces of hostility between Jiang Xuecheng and Ming Ye.

When Ming Ye heard Su Wan's words, he was suddenly distracted from his daydream.

He shook his head lightly at Su Wan.

"No, I'm just thinking… about how Diya is doing now."

Su Wan was stunned when she heard that. Perhaps it was due to her intuition as a woman, but she was keenly aware of Ming Ye's special concern for Diya.

Su Wan thought for a moment and immediately comforted Ming Ye.

"Right now, to the outside world, Diya is already dead. We've also found so many people to protect and take care of her. Diya will definitely be fine."

Ming Ye nodded when he heard that. He looked around at Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng who were standing side by side. His expression was indifferent.

"I want to go to the washroom. The two of you wait for me here."

After he said that, Ming Ye walked toward the long corridor outside the operating theater.

He walked to the male washroom, then he turned on the tap and splashed some cool water on his face.

His consciousness, which had been somewhat muddled, became much clearer after being splashed by the cold water.

Ming Ye looked at the young man in the mirror with a bitter smile on his face.

Sometimes, it was easy for people to think of special things at ordinary times.

He might really like Diya.

Ming Ye did not care about the fact that Diya had been bullied like that. He had been locked in the laboratory since he was born. He did not have any so-called secular ideas, and he would not despise Diya because of that.

For those matters, he only slowly felt guilty and pity for Diya. If he had not wanted to kidnap Diya, maybe Diya would not have encountered such a change.

However, even though he had thought about the fact that he liked Diya, Ming Ye was not prepared to confess.

With such deep-rooted hatred, he had never thought that he would be with a girl for the rest of his life.

If… that day really came.

At the very least, he had to wait until the matter was over.

Who knew if he could survive in this game with the high priest?

Ming Ye was already prepared to die at any time, ignoring life and death.

In terms of love, Ming Ye was completely different from Diya's passionate and unrestrained attitude. He usually treated her with silence.

If Diya had not met with those changes, perhaps Ming Ye would not have realized that he liked that girl who was a little spoiled and a little heartbreaking to him.

…

By the time Ming Ye returned, Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng were already waiting for him outside.

The three of them rode the maglev to the God's Palace together.

After all, they were going to put on a show of rivals competing in love. Due to the fact that Su Wan's identity wasn't suitable, she got off the carriage halfway and was secretly escorted back to the God's Palace.

As for Jiang Xuecheng, he brought Ming Ye and went straight to the high priest.

Of course, in order to make the show more realistic, Ming Ye and Jiang Xuecheng had some traces and marks on their bodies from fighting, which made them look terrifying.

However, Jiang Xuecheng was afraid that Su Wan would be worried and would not do such a thing in front of her. Therefore, he waited for Su Wan to get off the car before he really fought with Ming Ye halfway.

Perhaps it was because the two of them had almost the same genes, and they each had their own strengths, so it was hard to say who was more powerful.

After learning so many combat drills, Jiang Xuecheng's skills were slightly better than Ming Ye's. However, in terms of actual combat, Ming Ye was definitely more powerful than Jiang Xuecheng. Therefore, in the end, neither of them could subdue the other.

Such a battle made Jiang Xuecheng very satisfied.

It had been a long time since he had practiced his skills. Although there were many flesh wounds, Jiang Xuecheng did not care at all.

It did not matter. He and Ming Ye both had Dragon's Blood. No matter how ferocious the wounds were, as long as they were not fatal, and they had enough time to recover, they would heal sooner or later.

Therefore, Ming Ye was tied up and put into a big black cloth bag. Finally, he was dragged by a few tall guards and brought to the high priest.

Through a one-way gilded bulletproof glass door, after Jiang Xuecheng sent the message, they calmly waited for the high priest to receive them.

In less than a minute or two, Jiang Xuecheng saw the gilded bulletproof glass door open.

A wheelchair slowly appeared inside, and a pretty figure sat on it.

The high priest was wearing a vintage dress in autumn fragrance, sitting elegantly on the wheelchair.

The moment the high priest came out, Jiang Xuecheng's gaze was fixed on the high priest's face.

In just a few days, almost half of the scar on the high priest's face had disappeared!

They would probably completely disappear in a short time!

Jiang Xuecheng's heart trembled, and he immediately looked at the high priest's hands and feet.

Although her clothes were slightly covering them, it was obvious that the high priest's hand and feet tendons were still weak and had yet to heal.

Jiang Xuecheng immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

As expected, a woman's nature was more interested in beauty. The high priest had actually chosen to heal the scars on his face first instead of restoring her hands and feet first for convenience.

Jiang Xuecheng stared at the high priest's face for a long time. There was a rare hint of surprise in his voice.

"High Priest, your face looks much better."

Hearing Jiang Xuecheng's words, the high priest didn't feel displeased. Instead, she felt a faint sense of joy.

Ever since her face was disfigured, the people from the God's Palace didn't dare to look her in the eye, even if they stole a few glances.

The high priest had always loved beauty. What she loved the most was, of course, her own face!

Otherwise, she wouldn't have exhausted all her resources to find experts and medicine the moment she returned to the God's Palace!

The high priest was delighted, but she wasn't muddled by all this. She focused her gaze on the person who was covered with a black cloth bag and frowned.

"Did you come to my place because of this person who is covered with a bag?"