A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1485

Night had fallen.

Ye Fan was driving leisurely down the streets of Yunzhou.

The window to his car was rolled down even in spite of the chill in the air.

The freezing winds rushed into the car through the open window, stirring at the strands of hair hanging before Ye Fan's forehead.

An ordinary person would have found the cold unbearable.

But this was just a slight chill to Ye Fan.

Melodic music filled the inside of the car.

A soft purple light enveloped the car's interior, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.

The scenery fled by outside.

Next to his ear, the night breeze whispered softly.

Ye Fan enjoyed the soothing and relaxing

quiet.

He felt as if he were in a world of his own.

There was no hate, no violence, no death. There was no duty or cause.

Perhaps this was an ease that he could only experience in such moments of solitude.

He felt like a newborn baby that was unbound by longing or obligation.

Sometimes, Ye Fan wanted to set aside his duties and his mission and simply live a simple and ordinary life that was filled with simple and constant joys.

Then, he would consider his desire carefully and realize that it was a luxury that he couldn't afford.

He knew that there were some things that he couldn't and shouldn't let go of.

The trees might desire peace, but they could not stop the winds from blowing and disturbing the quiet.

The war between Ye Fan and the Chu family had been destined to happen the moment that he had been born.

He had thought of giving it all up, of course.

He had thought of living a peaceful and ordinary life like Shin Yu-Xiang and billions of other ordinary folks out there.

But the Chu family would never let him off that easily.

It was the Chu family who had shattered Ye Fan's dreams of a simple, peaceful life.

It was the Chu family who had forced Ye Fan down this path.

Ten years had passed.

The tiny spark that had kindled was now a massive wildfire.

It was time to settle their score.

This was fate.

Their fates had been determined from the very beginning.

Ye Fan could not escape his destiny and he had no wish to.

The tires of Ye Fan's car screeched violently as he sped down the street. His headlights were like flames that burned the darkness and turned it into ashes.

It didn't take long for Ye Fan to reach Mufan Group.

Qiu Mu-Cheng should be getting off work soon.

The matter with the Lv family had been dealt with. Ye Fan had begun the final leg of his preparations to storm the Chu family.

He wasn't going to remain in Jiangdong for long.

He wanted to spend as much time with Qiu Mu-Cheng as he could during his last days in the city.

This might be the last happy memories that he was going to leave his wife with.

Underneath the veneer of Qiu Mu-Cheng's composure burned incredible rage.

She threw a look into the distance, then bit her lips and got into Wang Ming's car almost spitefully.

She was a married woman who was getting a ride home from a man. Her husband would be so mad if he found out.

But that was exactly what Qiu Mu-Cheng wanted Ye Fan to be. She wanted him to be mad. He was the one who had gone against his word, after all.

But Qiu Mu-Cheng wasn't a reckless or impulsive woman.

She had gotten into Wang Ming's car after checking that there were other passengers in the car.

She might want to annoy Ye Fan, but she was still a principled woman. She would never get into a car with a man if they were alone.

"Sorry for the trouble, Mr Wang."

"Not at all! It's my honor to give Miss Qiu a ride home." Wang Ming was elated.

This might not mean much, but at least, it was a good start, wasn't it?

He was ready to pull his door shut and begin the enjoyable ride when he heard a loud honk.

Two beams of bright light pierced the light like lightsabers.

Wang Ming and the others stared in shock as a black shadow sped past them. The sound of screeching tires leaving tracks on the road rang in the air. When it stopped, there was a black car blocking the road in front of Wang Ming's own.

"What's going on? What an uncivilized driver!"

Wang Ming frowned and smacked the car horn repeatedly. But it appeared that the other car wasn't going to move away anytime soon.

Wang Ming finally got out of his car, walked up to the other car and stared at the driver through the window. "Young man, please move your car. You came to the wrong place if you're planning to pick up cute girls. Find a school or something."

Wang Ming was clearly displeased. This was his first time giving a young woman whom he was interested in a ride home. He didn't expect his plans to be ruined by a young hooligan blocking the road with his car. He was putting Wang Ming in a terribly awkward spot.

The young man in the car did not seem to care that Wang Ming was displeased.

Instead, he stuck his head out of the window. His lips were curled into an indulgent smile and his voice filled with exasperation as he shouted at Qiu Mu-Cheng. "Your husband's here! Why are you still sitting there? Silly girl, how could you just get into anyone's car like that? Aren't you afraid of falling victim to human trafficking?"