The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 195

Eric guffawed. His face was filled with contempt. He pointed at Philip and said, "F*ck me! What did you say, Philip? You're taking Wynn there? How are you going to take her there? You're just a piece of trash! "Do you know what kind of place Cirrus Manor is? It's the most mysterious manor in Riverdale! It cost the owners one billion to build!

"Are you saying that you're qualified to be invited to the party?"

Eric could not contain himself. He said all kinds of horrible and sarcastic remarks.

He attracted the attention of a few people in just a short while. They started laughing at Philip too.

Philip was simply humiliating himself!

He was still trying to boast when things had already come to this.

Wynn's face was also burning. She kicked Philip under the table to tell him to stop talking.

She was plenty embarrassed already but Philip would not stop talking!

Would he only stop after he had beef with everyone?

When she thought about this, Wynn was starting to get angry.

However, she was still tolerable toward Philip. She said softly, "That's enough. Stop talking. Do you have to make a fool out of us?"

Philip was speechless. He touched his nose and nodded. He did not say anything anymore.

He knew Wynn was unhappy.

Anyone would be unhappy if they were constantly targeted.

Plus, these irrelevant people even dug out something that happened three years ago to gossip about. Of course Wynn would feel unhappy about that.

After a while, Wynn got up to use the restroom.

Eric looked at Philip coldly. He put his foot on the table and said provocatively, "Philip, I have a whole new level of respect toward you. You're just a piece of trash and you dare to sit here and eat?" After he said that, Eric picked up a glass of red wine and poured it on top of Philip's head.

The wine flowed all the way from Philip's head to his feet.

In an instant, everyone started making a commotion.

Eric was too arrogant!

Philip sat there while drenched in wine. He clenched his fists tightly as anger exploded in his heart!

Bam!

Philip could not take this anymore. He got up and kicked Eric on the chest.

Eric did not expect Philip to react all of a sudden, so he stumbled backward from the impact and knocked over another table.

"F*ck! Philip, how dare you f*cking kick me? Do you want to die? Do you know this is the Yates' party? You're asking to die!" Eric was livid. He clenched his teeth and clutched his stomach. He doubled over and yelled at Philip while pointing at him. This sudden commotion attracted the attention of Bob and everyone else in the hall.

"What's going on?" Samson was the first to run out. When he saw his son's pale face from getting kicked, he charged over to Philip and lifted his hand to slap him across the cheek.

At the same time, he roared angrily, "Philip, you're too arrogant! Where do you think this is? How dare you cause trouble here?"

However, Samson's hand did not land on anything. It was caught by Philip mid-air.

Philip was livid. There was a fire burning in his eyes. He stared at Samson and yelled, "Go ahead! Touch me! Do you believe that I'll make the Yates disappear from Riverdale?"

Wow!

Everyone could not come back to their senses for a while.

Was this something a good-for-nothing would say?

Was Philip crazy? How dare he talk to Samson like this!

Oh no, he was completely done for!

Martha was standing behind the old master. Her face looked frantic and horrified.

Philip was going to kill her with frustration.

Could he not finish his food quietly and get lost?

He just had to cause trouble.

Slap!

Martha walked out and lifted her hand. She slapped Philip across the cheek without saying anything.

"Philip, what are you doing? Who are you to be so arrogant here? Who gave you the courage? Get lost!" Martha yelled.

She was going to go mad from anger!

If the old master was mad, not only Philip, but she would not benefit from that as well!

Eric stood at one side and pretended to be in immense pain. He pointed at Philip and cried to Bob, "Grandpa, look at him. He doesn't respect the Yates family at all. He's making a ruckus at your party!" Bob was furious. He slammed his cane on the floor and approached Philip. He glared at him and said, "You! Get out of my house now!"

Old Master Yates was furious. Everyone looked at Philip with a fake smile on their faces.

They were basking in his humiliation.

This was what they loved doing the most.

Philip let go of Samson's hand and glared at everyone.

The Yates was such a hilarious family.

They were a nest of snakes and rats!

"Bob Yates, remember what you said. I hope you won't beg me to come back in the future," Philip said coldly.

Bob snorted. "Me? Begging for you to come back? Do you think the Yates family needs a lousy grandson-in-law?"

Even so, when Bob met Philip's gaze, his heart still skipped a beat.

Why was this guy looking at them like this?

He was looking at them with disdain and contempt.

How dare he look down on the Yates!

What right did he have to say something like that?

When everyone was fighting furiously, Wynn came back. When she saw what happened, she kept on apologizing to everyone.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I didn't control him well. Please stop being mad at him. We'll leave soon."

Wynn pulled Philip behind her and said apologetically.

Jess could not watch this anymore. She chimed in, "Grandpa, I think that's enough. After all, we're family. Let Wynn take Philip back after this."

Bob scoffed. He did not say anything before turning around to leave.

Eric glared at Philip in a despotic manner. He flipped him the bird arrogantly.

Wynn did not say anything. She pulled Philip to the restroom and wiped his face for him. Then, she helped him remove his clothing and rubbed it between her hands to dry. Then, she blew it with a dryer. "Are you mad at me?" Philip was shirtless as he stood at one side and watched Wynn dry his shirt.

She was so gentle and sensible.

This was his wife, a woman who could be the brightest star among all.

However, she married a man who was called a spineless coward by everyone.

"No," Wynn said. However, the tears in her eyes betrayed how she really felt.

She knew Eric was the culprit.

"Why are you crying?" Philip felt uneasy.

Wynn wiped her tears and hugged him. She sobbed, "Philip, let's go home. We'll never come here again. I don't want to see them humiliating you. You're my husband. You're my husband..."

Philip was shocked. His heart started filling with warmth. He held Wynn tightly and patted her back. He said, "It's fine, Wynnie. It's just a small matter. Don't worry about me."

The sunlight penetrated the window and they were basking in the golden light.

An unknown amorous mood ignited between the two of them.