Chapter 37: Falling into the Hands of a Woman

Thinking about what he had just said, Ye Huang felt like slapping himself a few times.

Just as he was thinking, Ye Huang quickly dodged, and a peach flew past his cheek, smashing into the white wall and splattering into a mess. Seeing the mess in the hall and the fruit pulp on the expensive wallpaper, Ye Huang felt a pang of pain. Seeing that Xiao Lin was getting addicted to throwing things, he hurriedly reached out to stop her.

"Stop it, don't throw anymore. I apologize, I apologize, okay? If you keep this up, my house will turn into a pigsty! Miss, I'm scared of you, alright? Calm down, I'll treat you to a meal, I'll apologize, just don't throw anymore."

"Hmph! I won't, if you tell me to stop, I'll stop? How embarrassing would that be? I'll keep throwing until I make you angry!" Seeing Ye Huang's pained expression, Xiao Lin threw another plum without stopping.

"No!" Seeing the plum heading straight for the blue-and-white porcelain vase in the hall, Ye Huang lunged forward to catch it but was a step too late. With a crisp sound, the antique vase fell from the shelf and shattered into pieces.

As the crisp sound echoed, Ye Huang's face darkened.

Standing up, Ye Huang's expression turned serious. He silently picked up the shattered pieces of the blue-and-white porcelain and placed them on a nearby table.

On the sofa, Xiao Lin, holding a tray, saw Ye Huang's sudden seriousness and realized she had really angered him. Her hand, which was about to throw another peach, paused in mid-air and slowly lowered. She muttered softly.

"It's just a broken vase, I'll pay for it. Is it really necessary to look at me like that? Besides, you provoked me first, didn't you?"

"Sister Lin, don't say anything more. Brother Ye is really angry. Let him calm down," Luo Yumo, seeing Ye Huang's dark expression, knew that things were not as easy to handle as before. She tugged at Xiao Lin's sleeve, signaling her to stop.

"What's the matter, Yumo? It's not my fault. He provoked me first. Is it only allowed for him to bully me and not for me to retaliate? Besides, how much can a broken vase be worth? Is it really necessary to look at me like that?"

"Hmph! Broken vase?" Ye Huang, who had been trying to piece together the fragments, stopped and coldly snorted. He leaned in close to Xiao Lin and said coldly.

"Xiao Lin! Miss Xiao, now I'll tell you how much the thing you just smashed is worth! Last year, a similar-sized Song Dynasty blue-and-white porcelain vase was auctioned in New York for 2.5 million US dollars. This Tang Dynasty blue-and-white porcelain is even more valuable. Miss Xiao, you're not stupid, you should understand the extent of the damage your impulsive act has caused, right?"

"Also, the leather sofa and the wallpaper you've dirtied. Do you know how much they cost? This set of sofas costs at least 100,000 US dollars, and the wallpaper is at least 50,000 US dollars. The decoration and furnishings you look down on were designed by the world's most famous designer, commissioned by the old man. The commission alone would be at least a few hundred thousand, not to mention the decorations you look down on!"

"Alright, Miss Xiao, I won't go into more details. Now you should understand the extent of the damage your impulsive act has caused, right? Xiao Lin, I really admire you. With just one throw, you've flushed away a few million dollars. I really admire you." Ye Huang raised his thumb to the now pale-faced Xiao Lin, nodded, and walked away silently.

"I... I didn't mean to hit it. Besides, you didn't tell me, you provoked me first, didn't you?" Xiao Lin's face was pale, and she stammered. Even she knew she had caused a major disaster today. A few million dollars had been shattered by her, and now she realized what she had done.

Her monthly salary was just over 5,000, and although her family had some money, it was far from enough to cover a few million dollars. More importantly, a few million dollars converted to RMB was several tens of millions, an amount that even selling herself couldn't cover.

As for Luo Yumo, she sat on the side, not daring to say anything more. Such a large sum of money was not something that could be resolved with words. If Ye Huang really demanded compensation from Xiao Lin, she would have no choice but to accept it.

"I provoked you? Fine, I admit I provoked you! But, Miss Xiao, you seem to have forgotten that you offered to apologize and treat me to a meal, right? I agreed, didn't I? But why did you keep throwing things? Who should be held responsible?"

Seeing Xiao Lin still being stubborn, Ye Huang suddenly turned and said to her. In fact, Ye Huang didn't care about the value of the item; it was something the old man liked.

Although he and the old man often joked and argued, the old man held a high place in Ye Huang's heart, like a father. The things he liked were worth protecting. Unfortunately, today, this unique Tang Dynasty blue-and-white porcelain vase was shattered by an ignorant girl.

"Then... then I'll pay for it, okay?" Xiao Lin's eyes were already filled with tears. She was used to being impulsive, but this time she had paid a heavy price. A few million dollars was something she might not be able to repay even if she sold everything she had.

"Brother Ye, give Sister Lin some time. She will definitely pay for the broken items. Don't push her so hard, okay?" Luo Yumo, knowing that Ye Huang was not a heartless person, as evidenced by his saving her and letting her stay, gently persuaded him.

Seeing the two girls, one with tears in her eyes and the other looking gentle and lovely, Ye Huang sighed.

"Damn, I've never been defeated by men, but I've been defeated by a few women. Forget it!"

"Alright, stop crying. I'm not asking you to pay. Crying like this makes me feel like Wang Shiren kidnapping Bai Mao Nü. Just be more careful in the future. Everything in this villa is valuable, and you're not allowed to secretly take anything out and sell it. If I catch you, I'll spank your little bottoms. Stop crying, wait here, I'll go upstairs to collect your abstract painting, then go to pick someone up for a meal."

"You... you really won't make me pay?" Hearing Ye Huang say this, Xiao Lin almost couldn't believe it. Her big, lively eyes fluttered, still with tears on her lashes.

"Would I dare make you pay? If I did, you might team up with Yumo and empty this place. Where would I cry then? But Miss Xiao, when the old man comes, you have to tell him yourself that you broke it, and it will be fine."

"Really? Your grandfather is so easy to talk to? Are you lying to me?" Xiao Lin's voice still carried a hint of crying.

"Really, the old man is crazy about his grandchildren. Seeing me bring back so many beautiful women, he'll be overjoyed. He won't care if you broke anything." As he said this, Ye Huang walked upstairs.

Downstairs, Xiao Lin and Luo Yumo's faces both turned red at Ye Huang's slightly ambiguous words.

"Stupid jerk, scaring me like that!" Xiao Lin muttered to herself, but her heart was sweet. She found that this jerk was much cuter than she had imagined.