A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 62 Mister... Mister Ye?

Qiu Mu-Cheng saw Sun Yu-Hao's quandary and decided to lend a helping hand. "Yu-Hao, there's no need for you do that. You don't have to go to great expense on my account. Even if you buy the ring for me, I will not accept it."

And Sun Yu-Hao seized the opportunity to get out of his predicament. "Oh, is that so? Mu-Cheng, you dislike big diamonds? I think it suits you. If you had not told me, I would have bought it for you." "Alright. If you dislike it, then I will buy you a smaller one. Even though I really want to get you a bigger ring."

"But-" The salesperson, Wang Ying-Ying, was speechless. How could they change their minds after she had finished wrapping up the ring?

But since her customer had made up his mind, she did not press him further. Wang Ying-Ying retrieved the smaller ring and brought it to the counter.

As she wrapped up the ring, she did not forget to lavish praise on Sun Yu-Hao.

"Lady, you are so fortunate. You have a Prince Charming wooing you. You have to seize this opportunity. And a good life will await you. As for the poor boy, he is not worthy of you. I advise you to stay away from him."

Wang Ying-Ying also did not forget to demean Ye Fan. Han Fei-Fei glanced disdainfully at him and said, "You shouldn't show off when you have no money. You are only disgracing yourself."

As Sun Yu-Hao held his bank card, his chin was raised proudly in the air. Assuming the pose of a victor, he looked disdainfully and mockingly at Ye Fan.

It was as if he was telling Ye Fan: "Now, do you know the difference between you and me?"

But Ye Fan just stood there, without any expression on his delicate face. The Hongqi Bank black card was still lying on the floor by his feet. He did not look happy or sad, so nobody could tell what he was thinking about.

Just then, a young man walked up to them from behind Ye Fan.

When the salespersons saw him, they immediately stopped their work and went to welcome the newcomer respectfully. Wang Ying-Ying bowed her head and asked respecfully, "Young Master, you have come?"

"Mm," Shen Fei nodded. "I am just here to have a look. Did you have any problem?"

Wang Ying-Ying replied respectfully: "No. But we did have a poor guy come in here. He tried to trick me with a fake card, but I saw through him straight away. Right now, he is being detained here. We are waiting for you to come deal with him." Wang Ying-Ying had an eager look on her face, as if she was waiting for praise and reward from Shen Fei.

"Mm, something like that happened?

Where is he? How dare he cause trouble at Shen Jewelry?" Shen Fei flew into a rage immediately.

Isn't he right here?" Han Fei-Fei snorted, with her arms crossed. She looked like she was gloating over Ye Fan's misfortune.

Sun Yu-Hao was also smiling. He was getting ready to watch the show.

But Qiu Mu-Cheng was worried. She thought that things had taken a turn for the worse, and hurriedly stepped forward to apologize for her husband's behavior. "Young Master Shen, we are very sorry. Just now..."

"Mm, Mr. Chu? Haha, what a coincidence. We meet again?"

But halfway through her apology, Qiu Mu-Cheng was interrupted by a surprised Shen Fei. The latter had already turned around and seen Ye Fan.

"What Mr. Chu?"

"You must be mistaken. His name is Ye. A poor bastard. He doesn't deserve to be called mister."

Han Fei-Fei and Sun Yu-Hao were stunned by Shen Fei's respectful attitude toward Ye

Fan.

But Han Fei-Fei was able to think on her feet, and she soon reached the conclusion that the rich young man must have made a mistake.

Looking at the reactions of the salespersons before her, Han Fei-Fei realized that the young man must be the heir of Shen Jewelry Group. She had not expected to meet the heir to a jewelry empire here. She thought that it must be fate. Love had come for her!

And so, in a state of agitation, Han Fei-Fei stepped forward with a smile on her pretty face and said: "Young Master Shen, are you looking for Mr. Chu? I am familiar with Jianghai. I can help you look for him. Oh yes, my name is Han Fei-Fei. May I know..."

Han Fei-Fei had already stretched out a friendly hand toward Shen Fei.

"I don't care if you are a Han Fei-Fei or Han whatever! Get lost. You are in my way." Shen Fei was unhappy when he saw a girl standing in his way, so he ignored Han Fei-

Fei's outstretched hand and pushed her aside.

Afterward, he smiled fawningly and greeted Ye Fan, "Mr. Ch... Ye, it's such a coincidence. We meet again."

At first, Shen Fei had wanted to address Ye Fan as "Mr. Chu" but, when he remembered the events at Yunjing Hotel, he changed his mind. He knew that Ye Fan wanted to keep a low profile and avoid exposing his identity as a Chu. So he immediately changed the way he addressed Ye Fan to "Mr. Ye."

Just then, Shen Fei had also noticed Qiu Mu-Cheng.

"Haha, no wonder Mr. Ye is here today. He wants to get you a present."

"I didn't get a good look last time but, look at you closely today, you are indeed peerlessly beautiful and elegant."

"I used to wonder. What kind of extraordinary woman would be worthy of a dragon among men, like Mr. Ye? Now, I understand. Your peerless beauty makes you a match for Mr. Ye."

Shen Fei laughed heartily. He acted so cordially toward Ye Fan and his wife and greeted them so affectionately, that those not in the know might think he was Ye Fan's real brother.

The salesperson, Wang Ying-Ying, was completely bewildered when she saw this. She opened her mouth and asked in a panic, "Young... Young Master. Do... Do you know him?" "Of course I do! He is my savior; someone who has shown me great kindess. How could I not know him?"

When Wang Ying-Ying heard this, she was scared witless and paled immediately. She knew she was in big trouble.

But Shen Fei was still smiling. "Mr. Ye, you are here to buy a ring for your wife?"

"Next time, if you want a ring, just let me know. I will deliver it to you. There's no need to trouble yourself to come here."

As he was speaking, he turned to get a ring for Ye Fan. And then Shen Fei flew into a rage, when he noticed the ring lying on the counter. "Who wrapped this ring?"

Wang Ying-Ying was frightened by the outburst and stammered a reply. "I... I did."

"Can't you read the mood? Mr. Ye is here to pick a ring for his wife. How could you give him such a small one? Are you insulting him or me? Aren't you ashamed to bring out something worthless like this? What do you take him for?"

"This is the kind of worthless trinket that a bumpkin would buy to impress some girl. Aren't you ashamed to show Mr. Ye something so worthless?"

Shen Fei worked himself into a rage as he scolded his employee.

Shen Fei worked with jewelry every day, and he had even seen the ones that cost more than a hundred million each. In his opinion, a ring that cost less than a million was just a worthless trinket. Meanwhile, Sun Yu-Hao had already turned red with embarrassment.

Even though Shen Fei was scolding Wang Ying-Ying, Sun Yu-Hao was the one getting humiliated.

After all, that was the ring he had decided to buy for Qiu Mu-Cheng. But who would have thought that Shen Fei would say only poor bumpkins would buy that sort of ring?

Shen Fei's words had embarrassed Sun Yu-Hao in front of Qiu Mu-Cheng, who was still present on the scene.

Just then, Wang Ying-Ying was panicking. As she faced Shen Fei's scoldings, she explained softly, "It's... It's not for Mr. Ye. It is for that gentleman over there."

"Oh, so there are really bumpkins who buy small rings to impress girls." Shen Fei's words nearly caused Sun Yu-Hao to have a fit.

"Okay, enough of this nonsense. Go get me the most valuable ring in the shop and hand it over to Mr. Ye. You are an adult so you should know how to read the mood, okay? Now, all of you had better remember this. Whenever you see Mr. Ye in the future, you have to show him the utmost respect. Don't ever show him those trinkets that cost only a few hundred thousand each. It's embarrassing." Meanwhile, Sun Yu-Hao was feeling miserable as he listened to Shen Fei's lectures. Just then, he wished he could hide in a crack in the floor.

"Yes yes yes."

Wang Ying-Ying hurriedly brought over the diamond ring that cost nearly four million.

"Young... Young Master, do we... we give Mr. Ye a thirty percent discount as well?" Wang Ying-Ying stammered. Based on past experiences, she knew that Young Master Shen would usually give a thirty percent discount to his friends. Anything more than that, and they would make a loss.

But who would have thought that Shen Fei would blow his top when he heard this. "Screw your thirty percent!" he scolded.

"Why are you screwing around with discounts? If Mr. Ye wants it, we give it to him."

Shen Fei's generosity shocked everyone present.

Han Fei-Fei inhaled sharply.

A four-million ring?

Giving it away for free?

Oh my god. Just how much clout does this Ye Fan has?

Han Fei-Fei was shocked.

For the first time, she looked at Ye Fan differently.

But when Wang Ying-Ying presented the ring to him, Ye Fan laughed coldly and said, "Stop. I am just a poor bastard. And a weakling. Even my bank card is a forgery. I dare not accept your ring. I am not worthy." Ye Fan's words were cold and laced with sarcasm.

And Wang Ying-Ying was frightened out of her wits.

Shen Fei was not stupid so, when he heard what Ye Fan had to say, he frowned and asked: "What's going on? Did someone offend Mr. Ye?"

He looked around at his employees. But Wang Ying-Ying was too scared to speak and the other salespersons had their heads bowed in silence.

"Oh yeah. Didn't you just tell me that someone was trying to use a fake card to buy a ring? You said you saw through his scam and even detained him? Don't tell me, the person you were talking about is Mr. Ye?" Shen Fei suddenly remembered what Wang Ying-Ying had told him earlier, and erupted in anger at his employee.

Wang Ying-Ying got so scared that she could hardly think.