"Young Master, are you alright?"

At this moment, the two guards hurried forward, looking at the young man and speaking with respectful faces.

"Who is this bastard? Blocking my family’s doorway, are you sick?"

The young man coldly commanded.

"Young Master, this is Young Master Ye Luo, he’s here to see the old master."

"Ye Luo?"

As the young man uttered these two words, his gaze shifted to Ye Luo, and then, as if realizing something, he walked over.

"Kid, so you are that Ye Family’s good-for-nothing who’s engaged to my sister, huh? I’ve heard that your Ye Family no longer exists, yet you still have the face to show up here, your skin is really thick."

The young man looked at Ye Luo with a playful and mocking expression, his eyes filled with frivolity and disdain.

And he was none other than the only heir of the Ling Family, the brother of Ling Qingya, Ling Xiaofeng.

"Little brother-in-law, is this how you speak to your future brother-in-law?"

Ye Luo said, with a faint smile on his lips as he looked at the other party.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I’m not your little brother-in-law, and you will not be my brother-in-law. My sister is the dignified President of Ling Corporation, a great beauty of Zhonghai. How could she possibly marry a useless wretch like you? Especially now that the Ye Family has fallen, you don’t even qualify to be called Young Master, so what makes you think you can marry into our family? Get as far away as you can, got it?"

Ling Xiaofeng looked at Ye Luo, his voice filled with disdain.

"Little brother-in-law, I still have a marriage arrangement with your sister, so I am still your future brother-in-law. I’m not happy with the way you’re speaking to me."

"Hmph, what if you’re unhappy?" Ling Xiaofeng snorted coldly.

"If I’m unhappy, I like to smash things."

Ye Luo’s lips curved into a mischievous smile, and in the next second, his gaze turned sharp, and he suddenly struck out with one hand, directly hitting the hood of the Aston Martin.

With a loud bang, the Aston Martin let out a violent roar as the entire hood instantly caved in, all four tires blew out, and the car sagged down.

This sudden event not only stunned Ling Xiaofeng but even the two Ling Family guards had looks of shock on their faces, their eyes flashing with fear.

Ye Luo slowly withdrew his hand, the place he struck now bore a deep palm print, and the entire hood was caved in.

"Little brother-in-law, your car doesn’t seem very sturdy. With just a light slap from me, it has deformed. It looks like you need to get a better car."

Ye Luo said lightly to Ling Xiaofeng.

"You..."

Ling Xiaofeng’s eyes widened as he stared at Ye Luo, unable to utter another word for a long time.

"Take me to see Elder Ling."

Ye Luo’s gaze turned toward the two dumbfounded guards as he spoke.

"Yes, please follow us."

The two guards quickly nodded, not daring to delay, as they definitely didn’t want to be on the receiving end of a slap from Ye Luo, which they feared would disassemble their bodies.

Watching Ye Luo enter the manor, Ling Xiaofeng’s eyes flashed with intense anger. Looking at the deformed hood, he felt as if his heart were bleeding; that was his recently purchased sports car, costing several million, and now it had been ruined before he could enjoy it for long. How could it not bleed?

Entering the Ling Family Manor, there were rockeries, fountains, and gardens filled with fresh flowers, all in an exceptionally beautiful environment.

Arriving at a garden, an old man in a white coat sat quietly in a wicker chair, sipping tea. His white hair was frosty, his face lined with deep wrinkles, and his eyes tranquil as still water. He emanated a sense of leisure; this was the elder of the Ling Family, Ling Zhenguo.

"Elder, Young Master Ye Luo from the Ye Family has come to see you."

The guard approached Elder Ling and spoke.

"Ye Luo!"

Hearing these two names, Elder Ling’s eyes lit up with joy as he hurriedly sat up and turned around to see Ye Luo walking towards him with a smile.

"Elder Ling, hello!"

"Ye Luo, it really is you, you rascal have finally come."

Elder Ling looked at Ye Luo with a full smile and said, "You haven’t visited for several months, I was thinking about finding an opportunity to have Qing Ya bring you to see me."

"Elder Ling, I apologize, you must be aware of the situation with my family recently, so I..."

"Ah, I know all about the Ye family’s troubles, your parents disappeared, and I also sent people to investigate but to no avail. As for Ye Corporation, I initially wanted to lend a hand, but other major forces had already set their sights on the Ye Family. With your parents both missing and no one to take charge, Ye Corporation completely collapsed. I’ve let down your grandfather."

Elder Ling said to Ye Luo with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"You don’t need to feel that way, Elder Ling; this isn’t your fault. It’s just the fate of the Ye Family."

Ye Luo said indifferently.

"Ye Luo, regardless of the Ye Family’s situation, the marriage agreement between you and Qing Ya remains valid. I hope you two can get married soon; this would also fulfill a commitment I made to your grandfather."

"That... Elder Ling, you know how Qing Ya feels about me. It might be a bit difficult for the two of us to get married."

Elder Ling’s expression darkened as he said sternly, "Regardless, the marriage agreement set by me and your grandfather cannot be changed. When the time comes, I’ll speak to Qing Ya personally."

A smile appeared on Ye Luo’s lips as he said, "There’s no need for that, Elder Ling. Let’s leave the matters of love to us. However, I do want to work at Ling Corporation. That way, I could get to know Qing Ya better and strengthen our relationship. I wonder..."

"No problem, that’s a good idea. Since you’re currently free, go work at Ling Corporation and help Qing Ya out. I’ll be seeing her shortly and will mention it to her."

"Then I thank you, Elder Ling."

"We’re practically family now, so no need for such formality. Just call me Grandfather like Qing Ya does."

"Alright, Grandfather." Ye Luo nodded with a smile.

Half an hour later, a white Mercedes slowly drove into the manor. The car door opened, and Ling Qingya stepped out dressed in a white blouse and black trousers, the epitome of a professional woman.

"Sis, you’ve finally arrived."

At that moment, Ling Xiaofeng suddenly burst out, stood in front of Ling Qingya, and spoke.

"What’s the matter?" Ling Qingya asked with a crisp, cool voice.

"Sis, do you know that Ye Luo is here? He even damaged my car, you have to stand up for me."

"Ye Luo is here? Where is he?"

Ling Qingya’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a flicker of intrigue passed through them.

"He’s in the garden, chatting with Grandfather."

Ling Qingya promptly walked towards the garden in her high heels.

"Grandfather!"

In the garden, Elder Ling was enjoying a pleasant chat with Ye Luo. At the sound of Ling Qingya’s voice, Ye Luo quickly turned around to see her approaching and a smile formed on his lips.