The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

West Lake Restaurant was located by the side of the West Lake in Ye City. In such a pleasant and comfortable environment, it was a good place to the enjoy the lake scenery and an optimal choice for rich people in Ye City to do business as well.

About seven o’clock in the evening, a limousine pulled into the parking lot of this restaurant.

Ye Hao got out of the car. Tall and slim, he wore a dark gray suit. The white jade ring on his finger was extremely shining, which showed his extraordinary dignity as well as his married status.

He looked down at his watch, which indicated 6:55.

Always punctual, he was almost never late, even if the person he was going to meet was most disgusting.

He went into the restaurant, following the attendant to the place ordered by his secretary.

Shortly after him, Mo Yixuan came as well. He was wearing a delicate black suit, hands in the pockets, a handsome face still cold without a trace of expression. His eyes seemed to be filled with ice and snow, no temperature at all.

For more than a year, he had been so indifferent to others, with no smile on his face for a long time, as if the whole world had betrayed him.

Arriving at the front desk of the Restaurant, he consulted the number of the private room, and then walked over expressionlessly just now.

Ye Hao had arrived earlier. He was now sitting in the private room, looking at a thick menu handed over by the waiter.

Seeing the man coming in, he didn’t say hello or even cast one look. He just kept looking at the menu. Pressing the order button on the table and entering several dish numbers, he ordered several dishes at random, completing the whole ordering process at one go.

After that, he finally raised his head and looked at the man standing two meters away. His eyes were as cold as a knife, as if he was about to fight with him in an instant.

Ye Hao sneered.

“You don’t need to look at me like that, Mo Yixuan.” He was not here to have a fight today. Besides, he was not in the least interested in fighting with him. Since Yanyan already was his wife, the man in front of him posed no threat to him at all. He simply hated him for constantly chasing after his wife as a pest.

Mo Yixuan held his fist tight, and his eyes, sharp as snakes, as if were poisoned.

“You want to participate in the airport project?” He looked at Ye Hao with a sneer.

“Of course!” Ye Hao said.

“I will not cooperate with you, however.”

“Really?” Ye Hao flicked the corners of his mouth as if he did not care. He seemed to have never expected the man in front of him to be friendly.

He was the same himself.

Mo Yixuan snorted coldly. Turning around and sitting across from Ye Hao, he still held his hands firmly, as if ready to rise up to fight at any moment. His eyes, like dark jade, bore deep hatred. That hatred, deep into the blood, would remain his whole life.

“Ye Hao, I will not cooperate with you.” Mo Yixuan sneered, looking at Ye Hao sarcastically. “You don’t deserve to be the head of Huayang at all with such ability and personality. You think others don’t know? You broke off the relationship between your two brothers and your father the old Ye and revealed the news of your brother smuggling arms and drugs to both legal and illegal lands, so your father had to hand Ye Group to you. You also directed a fake car accident and played a role in it, the hard game almost killed your mother. Who do you think would like to cooperate with you, one with a human face but an animal heart?

Mo Yixuan’s flicked his hand with a few words of spite coming out. Though usually indifferent with few words, he was indeed incisive as a needle when reproving others.