Chapter 552: Warmth

Chapter 547 Warmth

Apart from Mu Chen, there was also Ning Dong. Ye Cheng felt that he had truly underestimated that little brat. Originally, he wanted to raise Ning Dong up into a chess piece that he could place by Ning Zhe’s side. He really did not expect Ning Dong to be a wolf cub that could not be tamed.

“Young Master Cheng,” Chen Chen called out hesitantly.

Ye Cheng raised his head to look at Chen Chen.

Chen Chen said tentatively, “I’m worried that Mu Chen will investigate the fire at the hospital.”

Ye Cheng was taken aback. He had forgotten about this matter. Then, he said, “We can’t allow Ji An to remain. Go and deal with it. Make sure to deal with everything properly; don’t leave any traces behind. As for the matter with the fire at the hospital, all the evidence has been destroyed. There’s only Ji An, who’s a witness, left.” “Yes,” Chen Chen hurriedly said.

Ye Cheng sighed. “How could it be such a coincidence that Song Ning was giving birth at that time? I didn’t expect Mu Qing to take advantage of us!”

Chen Chen said, “Fortunately, Yang Li is dead. Otherwise, we would really be…”

Chen Chen trailed off.

Ye Cheng did not respond. He had nowhere to vent his anger and frustration now. Everything was caused by his insufferably arrogant younger sister, Ye Xin. For her, he had done many unconscionable things, but he did not even receive a word of thanks from her. Thinking about this, he felt frustrated again.

“To think she has the audacity to impersonate Song Ning! She really doesn’t have a brain at all to become Mu Qing’s puppet. She used such a method to be with Mu Chen, but she actually slept with Mu Qing!’ Ye Cheng could not suppress the anger in his heart and punched the coffee table in front of him, cracking the thick glass on top of the table.

“Young Master Cheng!” Chen Chen exclaimed in shock.

Ye Cheng thought that the physical pain could at least alleviate some of the frustration in his heart.

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When Zhuang Ning opened the door, the smell of alcohol wafted into her nose immediately. She frowned and instinctively used her hand to fan in front of her nose.

Ye Cheng’s eyes were a little hazy, but he still remembered to apologize. “I’m sorry. I’ve been drinking.”

When Ye Cheng reached up to cover his mouth, Zhuang Ning saw his hand was bandaged. She asked, concerned, “What happened to your hand?”

Zhuang Ning’s concern made Ye Cheng’s eyes turn red. He reached out and hugged her, placing his chin on her shoulder as he called out repeatedly, “Zhuang Ning, Zhuang Ning…”

Only at this time did Zhuang Ning see Chen Chen who was standing behind Ye Cheng.

Chen Chen wore a worried expression on his face. He pointed at Ye Cheng and raised his index finger to his lips, making a hush gesture before shaking his head.

Zhuang Ning furrowed her brow and nodded gently. She held Ye Cheng and said in a soft voice, “Let’s sit on the couch.”

Zhuang Ning supported Ye Cheng up, but his footsteps were unsteady, making it difficult for her to hold him.

Upon seeing this, Chen Chen hastily stepped forward to help Ye Cheng sit down on the couch.

Ye Cheng rested his head on the back of the couch and covered his eyes with one hand. He did not move or speak.

Zhuang Ning patted his leg gently and said, “I’ll make you a cup of honeyed water to sober you up.”

After saying that, Zhuang Ning rose to her feet and motioned for Chen Chen to follow her to the kitchen.

Chen Chen looked at Ye Cheng worriedly before he followed Zhuang Ning to the kitchen. For some reason, he felt inexplicably at ease when he saw her nimbly making a glass of honeyed water for Ye Cheng. Although she was not particularly friendly, there was a sense of warmth in her small apartment.

Chen Chen turned to look back at Ye Cheng who was lying motionlessly on the couch before he softly said, “Young Master Cheng has been hurt by his family. Miss Zhuang, I’ve never seen Young Master Cheng drink so much alcohol before. In the past, when he felt troubled, he would find a place to be alone. I didn’t expect he would come to your place at a time when he’s feeling so vulnerable.”

Zhuang Ning’s hands stilled upon hearing these words.

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