Flash Marriage: The Billionaire Addicted to Her-Chapter 706

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Chapter 706: Chapter 706

On this particular matter, the Xiao family patriarch had never conceded that Ye Yuning was the one who didn’t want Xiao Shuo. He had always maintained that Xiao Shuo had simply grown tired of her.

To now be bluntly told by Xiao Linye that someone from *his* Xiao family had been the one rejected—this ignited the Patriarch’s fury completely.

"You, you bastard, unfilial son, unfilial son..." the Patriarch pointed at Xiao Linye.

At this moment, he was trembling all over, his face contorted with rage.

Seeing him in such a state, Butler Zhong, worried the Patriarch might be angered to the point of illness, hurriedly said, "Patriarch, please calm down. You mustn’t get so agitated."

"Seventh Master, please don’t do this. The Patriarch’s health truly can’t withstand it now!"

Seeing that his attempts to persuade the Patriarch were futile, Butler Zhong turned to Xiao Linye, hoping he would stop talking.

But how could Xiao Linye compromise at this moment?

The Patriarch’s intentions in coming to the office today were perfectly clear.

He wanted Xiao Linye to marry Qi Mulan!

And that was something Xiao Linye could not agree to, no matter what.

"Seventh Master, Seventh Master," Butler Zhong urged, seeing Xiao Linye’s silence.

Xiao Linye snapped back to attention, his gaze turning even colder as he looked at them.

He spoke in a frigid tone, "Don’t try that tactic. It’s useless!"

The Patriarch: "..."

Butler Zhong: "..."

Don’t try that tactic?

The Patriarch and Butler Zhong exchanged a glance; the atmosphere in the office had grown dangerously frigid.

Xiao Linye said, "If there’s nothing else, you should head back."

He couldn’t bear to face his father any longer.

"You’re telling me to leave? Xiao Linye, you’ve got some nerve, you..."

"Patriarch!" Butler Zhong exclaimed, anxiously watching him, afraid the confrontation would be too much for him.

However, faced with such pressure, Xiao Linye showed not the slightest sign of backing down.

In his mind, this was a matter where he absolutely could not yield!

Butler Zhong pleaded, "Seventh Master, just say a few conciliatory words to the Patriarch. He truly can’t endure this..."

Before Butler Zhong could finish, Xiao Linye shot him a glacial glare.

It effectively silenced the rest of Butler Zhong’s words.

Clearly, no matter what transpired today, Xiao Linye would not budge on the issue of Ye Yuning.

Never mind the Patriarch trembling with rage; even if his fury landed him in the hospital, Xiao Linye would likely remain unyielding. He still wouldn’t give in.

"You, you scoundrel..." the Patriarch seethed, pointing a trembling finger at him.

Evidently, the Patriarch hadn’t anticipated his son’s attitude would be this resolute.

No matter what was said, Xiao Linye showed no sign of conceding whatsoever.

He took several deep breaths, trying to alleviate the heavy pressure in his chest.

Xiao Linye stated, "Go back. Don’t interfere in this matter any further!"

"What do you mean, don’t interfere? I’m telling you, that woman can forget about ever stepping through the Xiao family’s doors!"

"Hah," Xiao Linye scoffed. "Do you think just anyone is eager to enter the Xiao family? She doesn’t even want to right now."

As soon as these words were spoken, the office plunged into an even deeper silence.

The Patriarch and Butler Zhong stared at Xiao Linye, aghast.

The Patriarch stammered, "Wh-what did he say?"

That woman... doesn’t want to?

Is this some kind of joke?

In all of Upper City, which woman wouldn’t jump at the chance to marry into the Xiao family? And he claims *that* woman doesn’t want to?

Butler Zhong said gently, "Patriarch, perhaps we should head back for now."

At this moment, Butler Zhong was genuinely terrified for the Patriarch’s well-being.

Xiao Linye showed no sign of compromise. If this continued, Butler Zhong truly worried the Patriarch might be provoked into a serious condition.

And the Patriarch was indeed severely agitated now.

"What did you say?" he demanded.

"I said—" Xiao Linye began.

"Seventh Master, please, say no more!" Butler Zhong cut in hastily.

He managed to interrupt Xiao Linye before he could continue. Butler Zhong, genuinely concerned for the Patriarch, quickly found a way to escort him out.

The office finally fell silent.

Xiao Linye lit a cigarette, taking a long, harsh drag.

His eyes, at that moment, were filled with an icy resolve.

「...」

Meanwhile, the Patriarch, having stormed out of the office, cursed vehemently all the way to his car.

By now, everyone in the Xiao Corporation knew that Xiao Linye intended to remarry his ex-wife.

And this ex-wife was none other than his own nephew’s former fiancée!

Once they were in the car, Butler Zhong handed a teacup to the Patriarch. "Patriarch, please drink some water. Have a sip first."

After the Patriarch’s outburst in the office, Butler Zhong was deeply concerned for his well-being.

The Patriarch took the teacup and downed half its contents in one go. The drink seemed to soothe his frayed nerves somewhat, and he was finally feeling a little better.

"That scoundrel..." the Patriarch gritted out. "Tell me, Butler Zhong, is he really serious about defying me?"

As he spoke of it, an expression of profound grief and indignation washed over the Patriarch’s face.

What in the world is happening?

Butler Zhong remained silent, unsure how to respond.

But judging by Xiao Linye’s demeanor today, it was clear he was deadly serious.

"Where is that woman?" the Patriarch demanded, his voice cold.

Butler Zhong replied, "She returned directly to Xiangti last night."

Xiangti! A sharp glint flashed in the Patriarch’s eyes.

At that instant, an unprecedented aura of menace emanated from him, making his dark intentions clear.

Having served by his side for so many years, Butler Zhong naturally understood what was on the Patriarch’s mind.

And sure enough, the next moment, he heard the Patriarch declare, "Have Xingluo deal with her."

Each word he uttered was laced with a dangerous, chilling intent.