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Chapter 138 - 126: [Not Letting Him Be Wronged!]- Third Update_2

Chapter 138: Chapter 126: [Not Letting Him Be Wronged!]- Third Update_2

Just as Lin Ao Feng knew, He Qingshu indeed favored a lethal strike in one blow. Upon hearing Lin Ao Feng’s question, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Why?"

"That bastard first killed Qiao Bazhi and others, threw Hanghu sub-branch into chaos, later crippled Wang Dong, ruined Yang Qing’s Kung Fu, and forced Yang Qing to commit suicide. If we just kill him outright, it would be letting him off too easily!"

Thinking of the humiliation he suffered at Yunshan Underground Racing Track and West Lake Club at the hands of Ye Fan, Lin Ao Feng’s teeth itched with hatred, his smile sinister to the extreme, "I want to make him a cripple, to watch his woman kneel at my feet, to experience the torment of a fate worse than death!"

"Alright,"

He Qingshu pondered briefly before agreeing to Lin Ao Feng’s request. To him, whether to kill Ye Fan instantly or to cripple his Kung Fu seemed as simple as child’s play.

"Thank you, Uncle He!"

Lin Ao Feng immediately expressed his gratitude, his eagerness so intense he seemed like he couldn’t wait to go to the Su Family to propose marriage.

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As the setting sun gradually descended behind the hills, Lin Ao Feng’s black stretched Rolls-Royce Phantom arrived at West Lake Club.

At the same time, Ye Wenhao arrived at the villa in the provincial committee residential area in car number one from the provincial government delegation.

As the car stopped, the driver immediately got out to open the door for Ye Wenhao, who slowly stepped out of the car and entered the villa alone.

Hmm?

Just as he stepped into the hall, Ye Wenhao sensed something amiss. His eyes suddenly sharpened: "No need to hide, come out."

"Clap clap..."

As Ye Wenhao’s voice fell, applause sounded. Chu Ji, clad in a red cloak, slowly emerged from the stairwell, revealing her trademark bewitching smile that could slay without incurring guilt, and said, "It seems that over these years, your Kung Fu has indeed improved. You managed to sense my presence even though I had suppressed my aura."

"It’s because there’s a scent of perfume in the room."

Seeing Chu Ji in the red cloak coming down from the stairwell, Ye Wenhao first gave a bitter smile, then asked, "What brings you here?"

"Can’t you guess?"

Chu Ji took a step with her sexy legs, twisting her curvy hips as she slowly walked towards the sofa. The high heels of her long boots clicked crisply on the wooden floor as she walked, echoing with a sort of devilish charm that could instantaneously stir a man’s desires.

Facing Chu Ji, a demoness who could quickly provoke a man’s desire for conquest, not a trace of lust showed on Ye Wenhao’s face. Instead, his pupils dilated suddenly: "Could it... could it be about him?"

"Yes."

Chu Ji gracefully took a seat, crossing her legs and leaning casually against the sofa, nodding slightly.

"He... he should be mine and Ling Yun’s child, right?"

Ye Wenhao asked again, his normally unflappable demeanor replaced with a look of anticipation. He even held his breath.

"Haven’t you already guessed?" Chu Ji responded with a question, but her reply indirectly confirmed Ye Wenhao’s query.

"He... He’s really mine and Ling Yun’s child!"

Despite Ye Wenhao having surmised as much, despite his having a heart of absolute fortitude, he was still overwhelmed with emotion on hearing Chu Ji’s confirmation.

Seeing this, Chu Ji, who knew the inner details of what happened back then, wasn’t surprised. On the contrary, she felt somewhat moved by Ye Wenhao’s emotions, and her heart filled with complex feelings.

"Why didn’t Ling Yun tell me she had my child?"

After his initial surge of emotion, Ye Wenhao’s mind conjured the image of the white-clad woman deeply etched into his heart, his eyes betraying profound sadness.

"I don’t know."

Chu Ji sighed softly, a hint of melancholy clouding her usually enchanting face, "Senior sister must have had her reasons."

"Ling Yun must hate me to the core; otherwise, she wouldn’t have done this!"

Ye Wenhao spoke remorsefully. As his words fell, he involuntarily closed his eyes, his fists tightly clenched, the sound of cracking knuckles filling the air, his expression one of extreme agony, "You and Master Chu didn’t tell me. I assume it was because Ling Yun instructed you not to?"

"No. After the senior sister left, Master took care of Xiao Fan. It was he who didn’t allow me to tell you."

As she spoke, Chu Ji’s eyes rimmed slightly red and her voice quivered a bit, "He said, even if you had known then, what could you have done? Would you bring Xiao Fan back to the Ye Family? And even if you did, what then? He would still end up being seen as an illegitimate child in the eyes of the Ye Family and a laughingstock to outsiders."

"Ah..."

Ye Wenhao’s expression changed dramatically as he heard Chu Ji’s words. It felt as if his heart had been pierced by a knife, an acute pain overwhelming him. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he couldn’t utter a single word.

Under the light, his face was etched with pain.

"Huff~"

After a long while, Ye Wenhao took a deep breath, forcibly composed himself, and walked straight to Chu Ji’s opposite side.

"Why has Master Chu chosen now to let me know that Ling Yun and I have Xiao Fan?"

Upon sitting down, Ye Wenhao’s expression had mostly returned to calm. In his view, if Chu Xuanji had insisted on keeping him in the dark about Ye Fan, he might have never found out for the rest of his life.

"I don’t know, but Master surely has his reasons," Chu Ji said gently, shaking her head. "Alright, let’s not talk about the past. Let’s talk about the present."

"You must have come to Hanghu for more than just telling me about Xiao Fan’s background, right?" Ye Wenhao’s mind was as clear as a mirror, yet he couldn’t fathom Chu Ji’s purpose.

"Telling you or not doesn’t really matter because you’ve already guessed it," Chu Ji said with a wry smile, then continued, "I’m here because your son called me, saying someone wants to piss on his head!"

"Who?"

Ye Wenhao’s face changed dramatically, anger naturally shining through.

"Lin Tianyi’s son from Nanqinghong, Lin Ao Feng."

At the mention of Lin Ao Feng, Chu Ji couldn’t help but think of everything Ye Fan had said on the phone, which irritated her as it seemed to her that Lin Ao Feng didn’t even have the qualifications to challenge Ye Fan.

"I’m aware of it," Ye Wenhao said, his anger gradually subsiding, "The Lin kid poses no threat to Xiao Fan."

"When it comes to fighting alone or playing tricks, that little wretch from the Lin family is indeed nothing special," Chu Ji intentionally provoked, "But you can’t ignore that he’s leveraging his father’s power! And he’s also brought the Bai Family into the fray to intimidate the Su Family and attempt to steal the Su girl from your son by force!"

"What happened?" Ye Wenhao’s face became so dark it was frightening.

"You should know about your son treating the Su family girl’s illness. The two have developed from their doctor-patient relationship to lovers, and your son is very fond of the girl," Chu Ji reported truthfully. "After learning this, that Lin brat, relying on his status as the Nanqinghong Crown Prince, not only proposed to the Su family but also pulled in the Bai Family to scare them, trying to snatch the Su girl from your son’s hands!"

"I think he’s tired of living!" Ye Wenhao said angrily, unable to contain his fury.

Seeing the usually composed Ye Wenhao fuming, Chu Ji understood his feelings and sighed before continuing, "That’s not all. I’ve just received news that Lin Tianyi has sent He Qingshu, the leader of the Eight Great Kings of Nanqinghong, to Hanghu. It seems that Lin kid is afraid your son might act in a fit of passion for the fair lady and has taken precautions in advance!"

"It looks like it’s not just about taking precautions."

After a brief flare-up of anger, Ye Wenhao calmed down again, a sharp light flickering in his eyes as he said, "Moreover, this matter is probably not so simple—they’re not only targeting my son."

"Oh?"

Chu Ji was startled and then seemed to understand what Ye Wenhao was implying. She asked, "You mean there are some people behind this, and the arrow is aimed at you too?"

"Yes."

Ye Wenhao nodded, his own abilities in climbing to his current position undeniable, not to mention the strong support of the Ye Family.

"What shall we do?"

Perhaps because Chu Ji realized this issue was not only about Ye Fan and Lin Ao Feng’s conflict but also involved grudges between wealthy families and the previous generation, this made her frown and look a bit heavy.

"I owe them too much—mother and son. Now that he’s appeared, I’ll do everything in my power to make amends for past mistakes, even if it means giving everything I have, even if it means carrying a lifetime of infamy," Ye Wenhao replied, his tone incredibly resolute and deviating from the question, "From now on, I won’t let him suffer the slightest grievance! At least, not within Huaxia!!"

"Uhh..."

Feeling Ye Wenhao’s determination, Chu Ji felt a massive surge of emotions inside her.

Because.

She knew all too well what Ye Wenhao’s words meant!

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