Chapter 196, could it be that you want to take the third shift (midnight shift)?

Everyone’s heart tightened, feeling that trouble was brewing.

"Hey, girl, why are you so arrogant? My Yishan was harmed by you to this extent, yet you’re here spouting nonsense; how can you be so malicious at such a young age?" Wang Lian’s eyes showed displeasure as she rebuked in a sharp voice.

Li Mochan’s eyes turned frosty, his body radiating a hostile aura.

In an instant, the spacious room filled with a sense of oppression.

"Mohan," Jiuliang grabbed his hand, "it’s okay."

Noticing the icy chill around them quietly dissipating, everyone glanced at Jiuliang and marveled to themselves.

She could actually soothe Li Mochan’s mood—amazing.

Jiuliang lifted her eyes, her gaze passing over Wang Lian and landing on the pale face of Su Yishan.

With long strides, she walked towards her, calm and collected.

The onlookers exchanged glances, quietly watching the drama unfold.

"I’m telling you, don’t even think about harming my Yishan again," Wang Lian stood in front of Su Yishan, fiercely protective, almost wishing to teach Jiuliang a lesson herself.

Su Yishan’s head was bowed, hiding the expression on her face.

"Didn’t you want to explain?" Jiuliang glanced down at her, her voice cold and detached.

"Step aside."

Wang Lian froze, "You..."

"Madam Su, if you want to explain, then step aside. With so many people here, are you still afraid Miss Ye will do something to your daughter?" Feng Yi, who was nearby, spoke up indifferently.

If Jiuliang really wanted to do something, no one could stop her considering someone would indulge her without limits.

Wang Lian looked around and met the eyes of the Su family patriarch, slowly moving to the side with a languid step.

Jiuliang looked down at Su Yishan, neither angry nor annoyed, "I pushed you into the lake, is that what happened?"

Shaking slightly, Su Yishan lifted her head, her eyes tinged with red, "I, Jiuliang, I’m not seriously hurt, I know you didn’t mean to do it, let’s just let this matter go."

"Yishan, are you stupid? After all she’s done to you, you’re still speaking up for her," said Wang Lian indignantly.

"Then, you tell me, why would I push you? Huh?" Jiuliang tilted her head, looking at her with keen interest, "I must have had a reason to push you into the lake."

Su Yishan clenched the hem of her clothes, her gaze flickering towards Li Mochan reluctantly, biting back her words, "I..."

"Ye Jiuliang, stop pressuring Yishan all the time. We all heard it—you forced her to not compete with you for Uncle Li, made her kneel in front of you, and even after she begged you not to push her, you still pushed her into the lake." Li Jingxuan accused angrily, "Everyone here heard it, I’m not framing you."

The conversation ended, and with an indifferent look directed at her, Jiuliang smiled devilishly, "Then you tell me, why would I need to force her to not compete with me for Li Mochan? My man—what qualification does she have to compete with me for him, in what way is she worthy, huh?"

Her words, unhurried yet chilly, sent a shiver down everyone’s spine.

Outrageous as they were, coming from her, they seemed somehow just right.

"Moreover, my boyfriend—if she wishes to compete, is she trying to be a mistress?"

"..."

Silence is most feared when it comes abruptly.

With just a few words, she left everyone speechless.

Even some people started giving Su Yishan meaningful looks.

Although Jiuliang’s words were arrogantly spoken, the last sentence made some sense. She and Li Mochan were boyfriend and girlfriend; if Su Yishan tried to compete, wouldn’t that make her a mistress?

Feng Yi bowed his head, his heart already laughing madly.

A master indeed, she had taken things to a new level.

Her retorts were a new height in itself.

With her lips tightly clenched, Su Yishan’s tears fell silently, full of suppressed emotion.

"Jiuliang, I, I really didn’t mean to fight with you for it, you’ve really misunderstood."

Those who were initially leaning towards Ye Jiuliang’s side, upon hearing these words and seeing the tears, instantly switched back to Su Yishan’s camp.

It’s not wrong to sympathize with the underdog.

Hearing her crying, impatience flashed across Ye Jiuliang’s eyes, and she reached out to grab Su Yishan’s collar directly.

The movement wasn’t rough, but it was definitely not gentle either.

"Ye Jiuliang, what do you think you’re doing? Let go of my daughter." Wang Lian was startled and hurried to pull Ye Jiuliang away.

"Hey hey, Mrs. Su, don’t panic." Feng Yi stepped forward to stop Wang Lian.

The head of the Su family’s expression turned ugly as he turned to look at the senior Mr. Ye, "Even if our Su family is in a bad state, we shouldn’t be bullied like this, right?" He said, "What exactly does this mean? Is our Su family that easy to bully?"

The senior Mr. Ye also didn’t expect Ye Jiuliang to pull such a move and looked at her with a stern face, "Jiuliang, let go quickly. If you have something to say, we can talk about it. Don’t be rash."

"Grandfather." Su Yishan looked at the senior Mr. Su with tear stains on her face, which made her look even more pitiable.

Ye Jiuliang, as if she hadn’t heard anything, dragged Su Yishan into the center and suddenly let go.

"Miss Su, do you remember what you said to me by the lake?"

Su Yishan fell to the ground and had just stood up when she heard Ye Jiuliang’s words, and suddenly her heart skipped a beat.

"I..."

Ye Jiuliang said, "Do you want to say it yourself, or shall I help you recall?"

Upon hearing this, everyone’s curiosity was piqued.

"I..." Su Yishan’s face turned ash-white, her eyes flashing with a miserable light, "Jiuliang, I really never thought about competing with you for anything. Even if you hate me, you can’t just make things up and pin baseless accusations on me."

After she finished, Ye Jiuliang whistled.

"Done talking? Then let me say it."

"You said that Mr. Li’s senior and your grandfather had mentioned several times about your marriage to Li Mochan and asked me to back off as soon as possible. You also said that you couldn’t live without Li Mochan."

She spoke in a cold, continuous voice.

The listeners widened their eyes in shock.

Ye Jiuliang’s gaze slightly narrowed, her expression mocking as she looked at her, "I told you too, if you can’t live, then don’t force yourself to stay alive."

Before they could recover from their surprise, they heard this sentence and were utterly bewildered.

"..."

Is this really how you talk to someone?

This is like telling someone to hurry up and find somewhere to die.

"Then you went on to say that if Li Mochan and I are together without the blessing of our families, we won’t be happy."

Ye Jiuliang stepped forward, reaching out to hold her chin, "Now I’m curious, how would you know whether I’m happy or not, huh?"

She paused, then turned to look at the others, her voice cold, "Today, I’ll lay it all out here. Li Mochan is mine, Ye Jiuliang’s. If anyone isn’t afraid of death, go ahead and try to take him."

Upon hearing this, everyone recalled what senior Mr. Li had said not so long ago and covertly glanced at Li Mochan.

At first glance, they thought they were seeing things.

But there he was, his usually stoic face showing a faint smile, his deep eyes fixed on Ye Jiuliang the whole time.

Mr. Li’s face was an amalgamation of purple and green, his forehead veins bulging visibly.

"You are too bold," he said angrily, "Mochan, the marriage between you and Yishan is set by me. This girl is disrespectful and rude, don’t tell me you’re going to indulge her too?"

Li Mochan’s teasing gaze turned cold, looking back with icy eyes, "My wife can only be Ye Jiuliang, and she will be the only one. As long as she’s happy, she can do whatever she wants."