365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife’s A Little Wild
Chapter 878 - Chapter 878 Chapter 878 The Conspiracy Behind

Chapter 878: Chapter 878: The Conspiracy Behind Chapter 878: Chapter 878: The Conspiracy Behind From full of hope to complete despair, it only took one day.

He thought heaven was looking after him, that in his later years he could have a daughter, only to have his romantic fantasies proven utterly baseless.

“Bang–”

Ye Zhanxing suddenly stood up from the chair, flinging his arm and sweeping everything off the desk.

With a gloomy expression, he propped himself up on the desk, gasping heavily.

The doctor, carrying his medical bag, had just reached the living room when he heard the noise upstairs, pausing in his steps.

Not daring even to look back, he hurried toward the front door.

As soon as he left the Ye Family’s main gate, his cell phone rang.

Glancing at the unfamiliar number on the screen, the doctor looked around to see if anyone was watching before answering.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he shouted anxiously, “I’ve done everything you asked, now release my wife and child!”

“Don’t worry, as long as you obediently follow orders, your wife and son will be reunited with you soon. Ye Zhanxing is not so easily deceived. You’d better be cautious these next few days; otherwise, I can’t guarantee their safety,” the voice at the other end threatened.

“You…”

“Beep beep–”

The doctor had barely begun to speak when the call was abruptly disconnected.

Trying to redial, he found the number was no longer in service.

Carefully covering his tracks to the point of leaving no trace, he didn’t even know the identity of the person threatening him.

“Mr. Ye, I’m sorry.”

The doctor looked back once at the Ye Family’s gate, his eyes full of turmoil.

On one hand was the Ye Family, to which he had been loyal for decades; on the other, his own wife and child. To give up either caused heart-wrenching pain.

Clenching his teeth, the doctor turned and got into his car, quickly driving away.

…

In the Ye Family’s study, Ye Zhanxing stood in front of the French windows, staring fixedly at the doctor fading into the distance, his hand tightly clutching that DNA report.

The thin paper was nearly crumpled to pieces in his grip.

His resolute face showed no emotion, though his posture radiated severity.

Hearing footsteps, he abruptly turned around.

“There was a lot of noise in the study; I was worried, so I came up to check,” Su Yiru said as she stood at the doorway, her brow furrowing at the sight of the disorderly study.

Her eyes fell on the report in Ye Zhanxing’s hand, and her pupils flickered slightly.

“Are the results in?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she could clearly see Ye Zhanxing’s expression growing even more hostile.

He strode over the mess on the floor to his desk and sat down, tossing the report onto it with such force that it slid off to the floor.

Su Yiru was momentarily taken aback, then stepped forward, picked up the report, scanning the results with a flicker of shock in her eyes.

All at once, she realized why Ye Zhanxing was furiously enraged.

Placing the report on the desk, Su Yiru didn’t offer words of comfort, but silently bent down to pick up the scattered items on the floor.

She put the important documents and decorations back on the desk, leaving the smashed vase for the servants to clean up.

Ye Zhanxing sat in the chair, his gaze cold and expressionless as he watched her.

Before his eyes, he seemed to see a graceful figure, just like hers, tidying his desk, preparing this and that for him.

When he was tired, she would gently approach from behind, massaging his temples and softly asking him, “Does that feel any better?”

“Enough! Stop cleaning up.”

Ye Zhanxing suddenly strode forward, grabbed Su Yiru’s wrist, and yanked her up from the floor.

The coldness in his eyes made Su Yiru shudder.

Before she could react, Ye Zhanxing had already pushed her out of the study.

The servants who had come up to clear up the mess were also sent away.