The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

The air crackled with explosive energy as the two men looked at each other.

One pair of eyes was bloodshot and spitting fire, while the other was cold and terrifyingly sinister.

Ye Hao stepped through the door and his irritated face was now filled with suspicion and rage.

"He Xiyan, who is he?" He looked at the shocked woman on the sofa and pointed at Mo Yixuan like an angry husband who had caught his wife in the bed of another man. He was enraged and so was the man he was pointing at.

He Xiyan finally recognized Ye Hao. She bowed her head and played with her fingers, her heart beating wildly.

She stood up and glanced at both men, then turned away.

"He is my ex…" She had yet to finish her sentence before she fell into a manly embrace.

"I'm her husband. Who the hell are you?" Mo Yixuan gripped her shoulders tightly as he staked his claim.

He had assumed that this man was from the property management company or one of Yan Yan's distant relatives but the moment that man spoke, he knew that this man harbored designs on his woman.

Ye Hao scoffed and his gaze was as piercing as a knife.

"Husband…" He muttered and his lips curled into a scornful smile.

"Aren't you already divorced? Why are you looking for her?" He walked over and pulled her out of that man's embrace.

He Xiyan was almost flung onto the floor from his sudden reaction. She tensed, afraid that she would end up as the subject of a tug-of-war between the two men and scurried behind the dining table, keeping a distance from both men.

"Yixuan, please leave. Please go back to Ye City and get out of this place." She shouted at the man whose fists were now clenched in anger, as though he was about to lash out at any moment.

God, she was really sick of this. One refused to leave while another man had arrived to make things even worse. What did they think they were doing? Why were their expressions so scary?

Mo Yixuan took a step forward and his fists were clenched so tightly they made cracking sounds. A long vein popped out from his arm, as though he was at his breaking point.

"You want to fight, do you?" Ye Hao's lips curled and his eyes were red from anger. He immediately took off his large coat and slammed a punch down.

If he wanted a fight? He would get it! He would make sure that he lasted till the very end.

He Xiyan was jumping with nerves as she watched the scene in front of her.

"Yixuan, please leave. He is merely my neighbor who lives upstairs. We are not in a relationship. Please leave, right now." She hastily explained, afraid that they would truly exchange blows.

"Who is your damn neighbor?" Ye Hao turned to look at her, his face leeched of all color. He had enough of this woman.

if he was just a neighbor, why would he visit her so many times? He wasn't insane, neither did he just want to be her neighbor.

He turned to the man in front of him, his eyes blazing with more anger than before.

"Get lost! Didn't you hear her tell you to get lost?" He pointed at the ajar door and even his fingers were pale. "From now on, your ex-wife is mine. Since you have given her up, you should get out of her life!"

The air crackled with explosive energy once again.

Mo Yixuan was enraged by that man's taunting words. He was unable to hold himself back and bared his teeth. His face twisted scarily from his rage.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and curled it tightly into a fist.

"Go to hell!"

He roared and flung his fist out. It curved mid-air before landing hard on that man's cheek.