Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The scheming and vicious-tongued woman had an angelic face which charmed hearts and hid her true nature.
The intellectual and calm woman had an innocent face which charmed her opponents and disguised her intelligence and wit.
The proud and confident woman disguised herself to be a modest woman who played mind games with her opponents and yet made the most brazen claims.
Ye Chen disliked smart women. Women who were too smart were also too sensible and lacked the charm and suppleness women were expected to have.
But this over-smart woman had caught his eye and won his attention.
“Ye Chen, please do not ask whether I am interested in you. You will never find the answer to that question. If you want me to like you, it’s easy. Exchange this for that!” Her words still rang in his mind.
Look at how arrogant she was.
It was audacious for her so say something that made him take a second look at her, and Ye Chen knew that such a rumor had spread in high society: Ye Chen never failed to seduce whomever he wanted to seduce.
He knew he had a charm that made women swoon for him.
Even without his worth that made him proud, he would still be able to win the hearts of women.
To put it in another way, he had everything a woman wanted, so why would he spend the effort wooing them?
No one ever dared to tell him to win their hearts over.
Only this bold and intelligent Cheng Anya pulled it off.
Her behavior was always so unexpected.
‘You must win me over! What a fair deal!’ There was nothing wrong in what she said, and she had no reason for someone this special to fancy her.
‘Cheng Anya, I am really interested in you. Therefore, please hang in there!’
Only if Anya survived could he could continue winning her heart.
Only if Anya survived would he know whether he, Ye Chen, could really love somebody.
‘As long as you stay alive, I am willing to give it a try!’
Ye Chen had never been so awake.
How could he, who was mesmerized by her smile, enjoyed her companionship, and was obsessed with her scent, live without her!
The wind blew the unkempt hair on Ye Chen’s forehead, his deep gaze full of worry.
The agony of waiting was akin to deep-frying a living heart, insufferable and painful. This agony was unbearable, and those who were concerned about her had no other choice but to quietly wait for news. It felt as though a sharp knife was stabbing the bone.
It was like hitting a heart with a hammer.
Daddy Cheng saw Ye Chen’s back and felt relief in his heart.
While he might really be Ning Ning’s father, his presence was comforting to him. Although he did not know exactly what had happened, a strong pair of shoulders to bear the panic and fear when disaster hit a family was what he hoped for.
Anya was the backbone of the family. He was old and did not understand a single thing. Ning Ning was too young to do anything. And there was Ye Chen who could stand so tall as though he did not fear the sky collapsing on him.
Daddy Cheng’s liking for Third Young Master Ye seemed to increase linearly.
“Third Young Master Ye…” The doctor saw him remain silent for a while and tried to convince him to consent to Anya’s surgery.
Ye Chen turned around and looked at Daddy Cheng . He firmly said, “We have decided. No surgery!”
Domineering, no room for dissent!
He chose to believe Ning Ning.
Although his reasoning suggested that a small child was not worth trusting, Ye Chen would rather take a chance!
Take a chance on the child’s confidence!
It was not as though he was not worried about the danger Cheng Anya was in, but rather, Anya’s pride. Had she lost a leg, she would be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of her life and that would be an inconvenience for eternity.
He imagined it and felt distressed!
Hence, he would not accept Anya being amputated.
Unless there was no other way!
“Third Young Master Ye…”
“We will bear all the consequences!” Ye Chen emphasized on ‘we’ as Daddy Cheng cried.
Okay, good, good!
Daddy Cheng saw him as his son-in-law.
Third Young Master Ye’s cold gaze swept the scene and silenced whatever dissent the doctor was contemplating to say.
The doctor took a wayward glance and cursed. He was so shaken he remained silent. Ye Chen had such an oppressing presence. He could only obey Ye Chen and try to keep Anya alive.
Downstairs in the hospital, Ning Ning was waiting for Bai Ye.
When a handsome man in casual shirt got out of the vehicle, Ning Ning judged at a glance that he was Bai Ye.
Bai Ye had an extremely gorgeous face that was seemingly blessed by heaven. His brows were clearly defined and spaced apart. He exuded an air of indifference.
He was Bai Ye, the prodigal doctor.
He was famous since the age of fourteen, eleven years ago. He had superb medical skills and yet an eccentric temper. If one wanted Bai Ye to save somebody, either they or the person asking for his help had to be of substantial stature.
Otherwise, stay away.
“Bai Ye!” Ning Ning greeted him. Bai Ye was a little awkward at first before closing his mouth. He had heard Chu Li briefly described the situation en route and when he really saw this living legend in the flesh of a young child, he felt he was not quite mentally prepared and was caught off guard.
“Ning Ning, if the commander knows you are not only underage but also this young, he will commit suicide!!” Bai Ye smiled and walked over. He picked Ning Ning up and pinched Ning Ning’s cheeks until they became red.
How tender!
Ning Ning kicked him out of protest and in dissatisfaction. He expected this to happen when people saw him in flesh.
“So cute!” Bai Ye laughed until he swayed.
“Bai Ye, save my mother!” Ning Ning grabbed his hand, ignoring how embarrassing it was as he was dragged into the hospital.
“I know, I know,” Bai Ye casually replied. “Your Mommy is indeed the greatest!”
“Right, I forgot to tell you something. When you meet Ye Chen later, please don’t mention my relationship with him…” Ning Ning instructed. This could wait until his Mommy was safe.
The doctor came out of the operating theatre for the third time. This time, his face was pale as he spoke with a cautious tone, “Third Young Master Ye, if we delay the surgery further, it may be too late. The infection has spread and if we delay further, I fear…”
Ye Chen’s gaze was locked on him and Daddy Cheng was trembling. His throat was so parsed it made no sound.
“Let’s wait…” Ye Chen was anxious as if a fire was burning through him. He was tense as though someone was strangling him by the throat.
He almost couldn’t bear to say, “Okay! Let’s carry on with the surgery.”
Damn, Cheng Anya’s situation seemed to have deteriorated. What should he do?
Ye Chen was so anxious that cold sweat trickled down his back. Should he consent to the surgery?
Once he gave his consent, there was no turning back.
“Hey, how serious is this injury? If it’s so serious to the point where amputation is required… Are you sure you have a license to practice medicine?”