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Second Madame had obviously used the Old Masterâs influence and shunned all responsibilities to Ye Qing Luo.
There was no escape for her if Ye Feng Ru is on her side.
He fluttered a glance at the Seventh Young Mistress before it wandered to the broken pieces on the floor.
Blood was all over the fragmented tiles and the ground underneath it.
It was clear where Ye Feng Yuâs wounds and the concrete evidence pointed to.
Ye Qing Luo remained silenced.
She would like to find out which side this âbeing in charge at homeâ brother was on.
All eyes were on the Second Young Master, anticipating on his next move.
He looked about Yuâer with a sardonic smile, yet his eyes held a glint of humor.
Just when everyone thought that he was going to judge, he asked an irrelevant question:
âHey Eighth Bro⌠is it true that you got into Heavenly Institute?â
What⌠what was going on?
There was a still air of awkwardness.
It was as if someone put an invisible cloak on the Second Madame!
Even Ye Qing Luo was stunned by him, unable to understand the meaning behind his intentions.
âYesâŚ. I received the admission form yesterday.â Ye Feng Yu replied softly.
âI am in the collegeâs higher class two; you can seek for my help if you run into any trouble.â
Ye Feng Ruâs lips held a faint smile and his eyes twinkled.
The originally weak Yu who leaned against Zi Ling lifted his head and mutter in a yearning tone: âThe high classâŚ.â
Seeing how his younger brother obsessed with the âhigher classâ, he couldnât help but broke into a broad grin.
âGet back and take a good rest for the Heavenly Institute is unlike others.â
He urged in a kindly manner.
âStudents who are new to the college, in addition to admission assessment, the ability evaluation will be the key to determine which class you will be assigned to.â
Ye Feng Yu gleamed in excitement to hear the news: âThank you for the guidance!â
He made a despairing gesture with his hand, indicating Zi Ling should hastened to help Eighth Young Master back.
The face of the Second Lady was overshadowed like dark clouds in the sky.
After hearing the two brothersâ conversation, she wasnât just angry. She was about to get nastyâŚ
âSecond Young Master, he canât leave!â she intercepted. âIf Old Master wants to punish Eighth Young Master, he is banned from leaving this place!â
The corners of his lips curved into a nonchalant smile as he replied: âSecond Mother, he is merely a fifteen year old kid. Donât you think his legs may be maimed after such heavy disciplinary actions?â
Having said that, he broke into an even softer smile and lower voice:
âWhat do you think father would do if he knows that you have ruined the legs of the young master of the Yeâs, resulting the Three Spring Sect to be the joke of the entire west region?
The Second lady shuddered at the thoughts as her face grew pale and drawn.
Ye Feng Ru let out a few cold laughs just as he fanned himself gracefully and made his way out.
She was daunted to see the Eighth Young Masterâs conditions. He stood there unsteadily with raw knees dripping with blood.
How would she dare to rebut any further?
She immediately instructed two young bondservants to clean up the mess in the hall before anyone could use that as evidence against her.
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Dealing with Ye Qing Luo was the last thing on her mind.
The Young matriarch watched Ye Feng Ruâs back faded away as she pondered into deep thoughts.
This personâŚ.. He was not as simple as that.
In a few sentences, he resolved the matter and neither side were offended.
There was no way Ye Qing Luo would naively believe that Ye Feng Ru was just giving the siblings a helping hand.