Chapter 163 I Want to Hit You
She had heard the doorbell earlier, but chose to ignore it.
Eventually, when the ringing stopped, she assumed Ye Wuqi had given up. Right then, however, her phone chimed with the notification sound of a WeChat message.
Ye Luo took her phone out of her coat pocket and saw a message from Qin Zhaowen. She tapped on it to open.
To her astonishment, the video showed her ancestor kneeling on the ground, weeping profusely as he begged for her forgiveness. A moment later, he even pulled Lord Yan and the others down to kneel and confess right alongside him...
Her ancestor was kneeling to her again...
As the head of the Ye family, she should have been the one most protective of the family’s honor and her ancestor. Yet, this ancestor was entirely different from what she had imagined. If she hadn't come to this era and witnessed firsthand what manner of person her ancestor truly was, she would never have believed—even if beaten to death—that this was her actual ancestor.
In her era three hundred years later, anyone who dared to plot against her never met a good end.
If her ancestor hadn't been mixed up in today's mess—and perhaps even acted as the mastermind—there was no way she would let the matter drop so easily.
Anger was anger, but an ancestor was still an ancestor.
No matter what, an ancestor remained an ancestor; no one could replace his position within the Ye clan.
With this thought, Ye Luo closed her eyes and let out a long breath.
After a short while, she opened them again.
The gaze in her eyes was even calmer than before.
Glancing down once more at the video Qin Zhaowen had sent, Ye Luo finally put away her phone and walked over to open the door.
As the door swung open, she saw that her ancestor was indeed still kneeling on the ground.
However, he had stopped crying.
The moment he saw her open the door, her ancestor burst into tears all over again: "Sister Luo, you scared me to death! Sob, sob... I thought you really weren't going to talk to me anymore..."
Even though her ancestor was kneeling right in front of her, this time Ye Luo had no inclination to kneel back to him, nor was she moved by the fact that her ancestor was currently kneeling to her.
Lowering her gaze, Ye Luo looked down coldly at her ancestor.
Her lips parted slightly, and she uttered just a single sentence: "Promise me one thing, and I'll forgive you."
"What is it?" Ye Wuqi immediately pressed.
"You are not allowed to play matchmaker between me and Gong Lü ever again." She could tolerate her ancestor's eccentric behavior and words, but this was the one thing she could not stomach any longer.
"I was only doing it for your own good—fine! I promise you! I promise!" Seeing Ye Luo turn around as if to shut the door in his face, Ye Wuqi squeezed his eyes shut, hardened his heart, and immediately changed his tune!
Only then did Ye Luo halt her steps, turn back around, and face her ancestor.
Stooping down, she helped her ancestor up. As she supported him, she said indifferently, "I will treat you well, but that doesn't mean I will tolerate every single thing you do."
"Then will you still treat me well in the future? Will you still wire me allowance every month? Will you still buy me a car for the New Year?"
"...Yes. All of it."
"That's wonderful!" Ye Wuqi immediately sprang to his feet with glee, as if he hadn't been the one weeping on his knees just moments before.
Ye Luo: "..."
Lord Yan pushed himself up from the floor, looking thoroughly aggrieved: "Sister Luo, you really don't take us seriously at all. Zhaoyu was right—you only care about Brother Qi!"
Both Lord Yan and Qin Zhaoyu wore expressions of grievance.
Before Ye Luo could speak, Ye Wuqi burst into triumphant laughter, looking immensely pleased with himself: "Ha, jealous much? But what can you do? Sister Luo simply treats me the best, and I'm just that lucky!"
Lord Yan immediately shot him a side-glance: "Brother Qi, I really feel like hitting you right now."
Ye Wuqi raised an eyebrow and shot a side-glance right back: "Can you even beat me?"