The atmosphere suddenly turned very somber, as if sparks had exploded in the air.

Sizzling as it spread.

"I’m ready."

Ye Mingmei quickly came out of the bathroom and froze as soon as she entered the living room.

Staring at the two men glaring at each other, she clicked her tongue.

What’s going on? She just changed her clothes, are these two going to get into a full-blown fight?

They looked like they were about to start a brawl.

Ye Mingmei was dazed for a while before weakly suggesting, "Why don’t you guys keep at it, and I’ll leave first?"

She really would turn into an ice block if she had to stand there and witness their standoff.

Her body wasn’t in great shape; she just soaked in water and if she caught a chill, she’d be getting a cold.

Ye Mingmei rubbed her arms with her hands, quietly turned around, and was about to leave quietly.

"Don’t go!"

"I’ll leave with you."

The voices of the two men rang out simultaneously, each glaring fiercely at the other.

Jin Chenye tossed his hand and walked over to Ye Mingmei, grabbing her hand as he was about to leave.

They’d only taken a few steps when Ye Mingmei’s other hand was pulled back.

Turning her head, she looked at Yu Xiuzhun, who was holding onto her, in bewilderment.

What do these two men want?!

In this situation, she couldn’t take even a step forward.

"What exactly do you want? Can’t you two discuss this? This is really difficult for me." Ye Mingmei bit her lip, giving the two grown men acting like children fighting over a toy a helpless glance.

They might not feel childish, but she pitied herself, being the "toy."

Just soaked in cold water, and now she had to endure their cold war treatment.

Her heart was so tired.

"Mr. Yu, Mingmei is my date today, have you got the wrong person?" Jin Chenye was the first to speak, his gentle gaze betraying a hint of coldness.

With a little force, Ye Mingmei found herself leaning closer to him.

Before she could steady herself, Yu Xiuzhun pulled her back again.

"So what? Neither of you are married. Tell me, what is your relationship?" Yu Xiuzhun’s hawk-like eyes gleamed malevolently. If he had a gun, he would surely love to take a shot at Jin Chenye to relieve his anger.

"Whatever our relationship is, it’s not up to you to question. What’s your relationship with Mingmei? You don’t even have the right to hold her hand!" Jin Chenye pulled Ye Mingmei back to his side, shielding her behind him.

He raised his head, his sharp gaze meeting Yu Xiuzhun, who was trying to take her.

"In that case, the last person qualified to tell me that is you!" Yu Xiuzhun smirked devilishly, looking at Ye Mingmei hiding behind Jin Chenye. "You won’t let me hold her hand, but I’ve even touched her. What can you do about it?"

"Shameless!" Jin Chenye let go of Ye Mingmei’s hand, stepped forward, and swung a punch at Yu Xiuzhun.

He had tolerated Yu Xiuzhun long enough.

The incident on the streets of Paris, which ended just as it started, was merely a start. Today, it was time for a proper fight!

"You’re asking for it!"

Yu Xiuzhun’s eyes darkened. He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth as he slowly stood up straight.

Clenching his fist tightly, he swiftly counterattacked Jin Chenye.

"Watch out, Senior!"

"Bang—"

Yu Xiuzhun’s heavy punch landed, but it struck Ye Mingmei, who had leapt in between.

Ye Mingmei’s slender body was immediately knocked back, landing heavily on the ground.

"Mingmei!"

Jin Chenye’s eyes tightened sharply, rushing forward to lift her up.

"Mingmei, wake up..."

Jin Chenye gently patted her face, looking at Ye Mingmei’s cheek, which was already swollen and her consciousness hazy. Without another word, he picked her up and rushed out of the lounge.