328: Chapter 317 Tricking Ghosts 328: Chapter 317 Tricking Ghosts “Are you sure you want everything to be said loud and clear?” the man asked Song Yun with a cold glare.
“I’m not one to dawdle.
You show up at my house early in the morning, wasting not only my time but my youth as well.
Old man, I know your glory days may not have been so great, but that doesn’t mean you have to ruin mine,” Song Yun complained.
“Let’s keep this simple, then.
Hand over Li Yueyue to us, and we can pretend that nothing happened today,” the man said, pouring himself a cup of tea with practiced ease, as if he were in his own home.
“Impossible.
I’ve said before, this matter needs Li Yueyue’s personal consent.
Don’t even dream of trying to intimidate or tempt her into anything; she won’t fall for that,” Song Yun retorted with furrowed brows.
“Even if Li Yueyue goes back with you, wouldn’t Li Gao spill everything about today once he’s back?”
“You really underestimate me, don’t you?
I might be young, but I’m still someone notable.
You think I can’t see through the little tricks in this conversation?”
The man was nearly driven mad by Song Yun.
How could this brat be so lacking in sense?
He really wanted to throttle him.
“Li Yueyue will be persuaded by us.
All you need to do is to stay out of it.
Can you give us that little promise?
You know, because of your promise, you might win the favor of the Li and Bai Families.
You may not have heard of the Bai Family, but they have significant influence too.
If you help them, they’ll help you,” the man said soothingly.
“I don’t care about the Bai Family one bit.
If it comes to it, I’ll just smash their gates and let them smash mine in return,” Song Yun shrugged indifferently, his demeanor reckless.
“The barefoot are not afraid of those wearing shoes.
If we’re going to play, let’s play big.
I never compromise over anything.
It’s your call whether to fight or make peace.”
As the man pondered the meaning behind Song Yun’s words, Li Yueyue came downstairs.
Seeing the man and Li Gao, who looked dejected on the sofa, she couldn’t help but laugh and say, “I was wondering why I woke up so early today, turns out we have unwelcome guests.”
“Li Yueyue, we are here on the old master’s orders to take you home.
You’ve brought too much trouble to Mr.
Song.
To avoid further problems, you’ll stay at the Li Family’s home from now on,” the man said, looking up at Li Yueyue on the stairs.
“Please, you’re fooling no one.
The old man didn’t even take a stand yesterday, let alone send you to haul me back home,” Li Yueyue scoffed, sitting down beside Song Yun and stretching lazily.
“I bet you’re just trying to imprison me if you lure me back, aren’t you?
Hasn’t your family done this enough times to not be embarrassed?
Xiao Meng, my cousin, was tricked into going home and then forcefully married off to some rich fop; I won’t fall for that.”
“Xiao Meng and Xiao Quan were genuinely in love; we just facilitated their match,” the man insisted solemnly.
It was a matter that concerned the Li Family’s reputation abroad.
If people learned how domineering the Li Family was to their own, who would dare ally with them?
“You’re lying through your teeth.
Xiao Meng already had a lover outside, yet you insisted on breaking them up.
When the man didn’t agree with you, you threatened and seduced him until you broke his legs, forcing Xiao Meng to return home,” Li Yueyue said, anger swelling in her heart.
Xiao Meng and the sisters grew up together.
Later, for the sake of a family marriage alliance, she was torn from her love by these profit-driven people.
On Xiao Meng’s wedding day, Li Shishi and Li Yueyue went to see her.
Xiao Meng cried herself into a mess, clinging to their sleeves, begging them to help her lover outside.
When the two of them arrived at the man’s rented house, they found it empty, the man’s whereabouts a mystery.
“Li Yueyue, you must come back with us no matter what,” the man said, trying to reach out and grab Li Yueyue’s arm.
How could Song Yun let that happen?
He slapped the man’s arm hard, hitting an acupoint that, while not causing much harm, left the whole arm numb for several minutes—it served as a lesson.
“What did you do to me?” the man exclaimed, feeling no sensation in his right hand.
If it weren’t still attached, he would doubt whether it had been chopped off.
“Nothing much, just a little punishment.
I’ve said before, the condition for you to take Li Yueyue back is with her consent, and clearly, your approach just now was far too aggressive,” Song Yun said lightly.
“Are you sure you want to go against the Li and Bai Families?” the man spat furiously, with spit flying everywhere.
Song Yun shielded his face with a pillow and said sarcastically, “Just talk, don’t spit.
Don’t you know that HIV and syphilis can be transmitted through saliva?”
The man nearly passed out with rage.
That little bastard was suggesting he had HIV or syphilis!
That was a joke—whenever he sought pleasure outside, he went for the most expensive and cleanest; how could he get infected?
“Song Yun, they said I’m a trouble for your life, is it true?” Li Yueyue asked Song Yun with a smirk.
“Of course not.
I wish you would live here forever,” Song Yun replied sheepishly.
“You little slut, do you plan to share a husband with your sister?
Even if you agree, the old master won’t.
You’re a disgrace to the Li Family,” the man yelled fiercely, revealing the dirtiest soul hidden within once his gentlemanly facade was ripped off.
“So what if I do?
I’ve discussed it with my sister since we were little.
To keep our relationship from breaking, we decided to marry the same man.
Now that we have the opportunity, why shouldn’t we keep our promise?
The Li Family always honors their promises,” Li Yueyue stated calmly.
“Fine, fine.
Let the old master come and talk to you himself,” the man growled, his right hand still numb.
He could only support Li Gao with his other hand and leave the villa.
Looking at Li Yueyue’s delicate face, Song Yun swallowed and asked, “Was what you just said true?”
“Bullshitting,” Li Yueyue retorted and went upstairs to change clothes.
Ah, these days, getting the plain truth out of a woman’s mouth is too hard.
They’re all too cunning.
Song Yun shook his head and returned to the dining table, continuing to gnaw on the half-eaten piece of bread.
Wasting food wasn’t a good habit, but the bread had turned dry and crusty after just a short while.
Song Yun blamed it all on those two people.
Had they not interfered, he would have finished his meal by now and perhaps even started a new and wonderful life.