Chapter 133: The Most Perfect Answer

A moment later, following the Matriarch’s orders, people were immediately dispatched. The entire conference room waited in anticipation for news. Many faces began to show signs of expectation, as if they felt the tide of the situation turning.

The three senior elders, led by Elder Ye, were particularly jubilant. Only Zhao Shanhe remained skeptical. After hesitating for a few minutes, he stepped forward again and suggested, "Matriarch, I still feel that something is wrong. We cannot draw conclusions based solely on Su Weimin’s words. Aren't you being a bit too reckless?"

The Matriarch was furious. She raised her hand and slapped Zhao Shanhe hard across the face, scolding, "Will you ever be finished? Do you think I need your approval to do things?"

Suppressing the stinging pain on his face, Zhao Shanhe had to speak in a more tactful tone: "Matriarch, you misunderstood me. I am only afraid of errors occurring and further complications arising. After all, I believe you have heard what kind of person Su Weimin is."

The Matriarch glared at him. "Su Weimin is indeed a despicable man, but from his perspective, his words may not be without credibility. Even if there is only the slightest chance, I will not let it slip by!"

Hearing this, Zhao Shanhe finally understood. It turned out that the Matriarch did not fully believe Su Weimin's claims either. She was doing this simply because she did not want to miss an opportunity; she was willing to risk being humiliated again just to try it herself and verify the truth.

It had to be said that the Matriarch was truly ruthless—not only toward Ye Tianlin but also toward herself. Thinking of this, Zhao Shanhe felt a secret pang of worry, fearing that if the facts were indeed as Su Weimin claimed, the Matriarch would seize the chance to counterattack Ye Tianlin once and for all.

At this moment, Elder Ye interjected, "Actually, the Matriarch’s decision is the most correct one, because in my opinion, this matter is undoubtedly true!"

"The reason is very simple. Su Weimin knows that Ye Tianlin is merely a puppet, and his guilty conscience drove him to confess to the Matriarch in hopes of resolving the conflict and allowing Ye Tianlin to return to the family."

"From Su Weimin’s perspective, this is perfectly logical. The truth is beyond doubt. That fellow Ye Tianlin must have received support from the Beijing Consortium; otherwise, if he truly had such capabilities, it would be impossible for our Ye family to be completely unaware. This is the perfect answer!"

Elder Ye finished speaking in one breath, painting such a vivid picture that the family members present were all stirred and encouraged. Immediately after, the two elders beside him expressed their agreement, causing the eyes of everyone in the room to burn with fervor. Some even began to whisper and gloat.

Zhao Shanhe swallowed, feeling increasingly panicked. If there was even the slightest possibility of this being true, Ye Tianlin’s days would be numbered.

Jiang Yingxia was so terrified that she nearly lost her composure. She begged repeatedly, "Matriarch, please stop. Do not let this continue. I will do everything in my power to make Tianlin resolve his differences with you."

The Matriarch said coldly, "It is useless to say these things now. All of this was caused by Ye Tianlin, and I will make him pay the price. This is what he has forced me to do!"

Jiang Yingxia wanted to continue pleading, but she was interrupted by Elder Ye.

"Jiang Yingxia, stop playing the victim," Elder Ye said with a sneer. "Ye Tianlin committed such a grave offense and was merely expelled from the family, while my own grandson, Ye Tiancheng, died for nothing. I haven't even started crying yet, so what are you wailing about?"

Jiang Yingxia turned pale and fell to her knees, unable to utter a single word. Zhao Shanhe, unable to bear the sight, reached out to help her up and led her to the side, whispering, "Madam, in this situation, neither you nor I can stop this. It is best not to make futile requests. The Matriarch is clearly determined to deal with the Young Master; one only needs to look at her reliance on Su Weimin to see that she has staked everything on this."

"But..." Jiang Yingxia clenched her hands.

Zhao Shanhe sighed, "All we can do now is wait for the news."

"Zhao Shanhe, isn't your intuition usually accurate? Last time you said Tianlin would win, and you were right. Tell me what you think now!" Jiang Yingxia held her breath, looking desperate for any shred of hope.

Zhao Shanhe gave a bitter smile. "Last time, it was thanks to the Young Master telling me a few things beforehand that I had some intuition, but this time... I really don't have much confidence."

Jiang Yingxia slumped, her expression filled with gloom and dejection.

Time passed. The conference room remained silent as everyone waited patiently. Elder Ye sat back with full confidence, already imagining the miserable fate awaiting Ye Tianlin. As for the Matriarch, she sat in the seat of honor, looking calm on the surface, though she harbored many doubts within. The reason she had spoken with such certainty in front of everyone was to keep their spirits up and prevent further chaos. Beyond that, as to whether the truth was as Su Weimin claimed, the Matriarch was indeed risking the possibility of being proven wrong just to reach a conclusion herself. Even if there was only a sliver of hope, she had to try.

About half an hour later, with the entire room waiting, the doors of the conference room were pushed open. News had finally arrived. At this moment, the room held its breath, and everyone pricked up their ears.