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Chapter 366 - 327: Outsmarted by One’s Own Cleverness

Chapter 366: Chapter 327: Outsmarted by One’s Own Cleverness

Like all daughters-in-law from prominent families, Gu Mei’s status in the Ye Family was tied to her husband Ye Wenhai.

Among the four daughters-in-law in the Ye Family, she ranked second in seniority but only third in status, after Ye Wentao’s wife and Qin Yan.

This made her somewhat unwilling to accept her position.

She had always hoped that her husband, Ye Wenhai, could replace Ye Wenhao to become the third-generation successor and the flag bearer for the Ye Family Camp, climbing to the top of the power pyramid.

Thus, her status in the Ye Family would rise along with him.

As Ye Wenhao’s status in the Ye Family became more and more stable, Gu Mei’s hopes grew dimmer and dimmer, and she reluctantly shifted her expectations onto her son, Ye Long.

In her view, as long as her son Ye Long was successful and had a promising future, it could also bring her glory within the Ye Family and the elite circles of Huaxia.

Ye Long had shown an exceptional talent in Martial Arts since childhood, had joined the Yanhuang Organization early on, and had even become the second-ranked genius of the younger generation within the prestigious Yanhuang Organization, destined for important positions in the future.

All of this filled Gu Mei with joy, and she became even more hopeful for Ye Long’s future.

Thus, when she learned that Ye Long had been crippled by Ye Fan, her resentment towards Ye Fan was insurmountable, even more so than Qin Yan’s.

After ending the call with Qin Yan, she rushed up the stairs without pause to find her husband, Ye Wenhai, in the study.

Because she was so anxious and angry, she lost one of her slippers while ascending the stairs but didn’t mind it and continued with one foot bare to the study door, slamming it open.

"Bang—"

The door swung open with the sound.

In the study, Ye Wenhai, as usual, was wearing glasses and looking at a confidential red-headed document. Suddenly hearing the door being slammed open, he frowned and unhappily looked toward the door.

Hmm?

Upon seeing Gu Mei with red eyes, panting, and entering the study barefoot on one foot, Ye Wenhai’s pupils dilated, and the displeasure on his face vanished as he blurted out, "What happened?"

"Little... Little Long has been crippled!" Gu Mei said with a mixture of rage and sorrow.

Whoosh—

Upon hearing Gu Mei’s words, Ye Wenhai was so shocked that his body trembled and his hand shook, causing the red-headed document to slip from his grasp. He widened his eyes, staring at Gu Mei in horror, and demanded, "When did this happen? How do you know??"

"Just now Qin Yan called me, telling me that Little Long and Ye Cang were beaten by that bastard Ye Fan at Qingshui No.1 Club, including Ye Cang losing a finger and Little Long... he was beaten bloody, his Kung Fu wasted!" Gu Mei cried out mournfully.

"How could this happen?"

Ye Wenhai’s face was blank, as if questioning Gu Mei but also questioning himself.

"Well... Qin Yan didn’t tell me the specifics, but it must be true. Ye Cang himself informed her, and even if Ye Cang is muddleheaded, he wouldn’t joke about such a matter," Gu Mei explained.

"Huh~"

This time, Ye Wenhai said nothing more and took a deep breath, strenuously stabilizing his agitated emotions, then picked up the phone on the desk and dialed Ye Long’s personal mobile number.

He needed to personally confirm the truth of the matter and understand the full context!

"Dad."

Unlike the previous time when Gu Mei’s call went unanswered, this time, the call was quickly connected, and Ye Long’s voice came through the speaker, reaching Ye Wenhai’s ears.

Even Gu Mei could faintly hear it.

Under the light, she held her breath!

"Your third aunt called, saying you and Ye Cang were injured by Ye Fan and that all your Kung Fu is lost—is this true?" Ye Wenhai asked directly.

"Yes." Ye Long responded weakly.

"Uh..."

Although Ye Wenhai also believed that Ye Cang would not jest about such matters, he still hoped that Ye Fan was not capable of hurting Ye Long and harbored some wishful thinking.

Now, receiving an affirmative response from Ye Long, Ye Wenhai was stunned in place.

Gu Mei, on the other hand, went pale and collapsed weakly onto the sofa.

"Can... can your Kung Fu be recovered?"

Compared to Gu Mei, Ye Wenhai had much stronger resilience. After a brief moment of shock, he sobered up and sharply inquired about the most crucial aspect.

"Cannot."

"Avenge Little Long! I want that bastard dead without a burial place!!"

Originally collapsed, Gu Mei, upon faintly hearing Ye Long’s reply, suddenly stood up as if struck by a huge blow and screamed shrilly.

"Tell me what happened," Ye Wenhai said, much calmer than Gu Mei, unaffected by the nightmare-like news.

"It’s like this..."

On the phone, the blood-covered Ye Long weakly recounted the events to Ye Wenhai. By the end, a mad desire for revenge surged within him, "Dad, I must have revenge!"

"Listen to me, you and Ye Cang go to the hospital for treatment right now." Ye Wenhai said sternly.

"Dad, I’ve already used the Golden Healing Pill to treat our injuries, and there is no life-threatening danger. Moreover, going to the hospital is pointless. The twenty-plus years I spent cultivating are completely gone!"

While saying this, Ye Long couldn’t help but roar furiously, sounding like an enraged beast, "We are on our way to the Courtyard now. Although I don’t understand why Grandfather and Great Grandfather esteem him so highly, we must seek justice today!!"

"Little Long, don’t be impulsive!"

It seemed that Ye Long’s fury was sensed, as Ye Wenhai first issued a reminder and then spoke angrily, "I’m going to call your uncles right now. You and Ye Cang wait for us at the alley. Once we get there, we’ll go find your grandfather together!"

"Okay."

Ye Long consented, his blood-red eyes eerily frightening.

Without further ado, Ye Wenhai ended the call and dialed Ye Wentao’s number.

"Wen Hai, why are you calling so late?"

The call was quickly connected, and the voice of Ye Wentao, the oldest of the third generation of the Ye Family, came through with a hint of confusion.

"Big brother, Xiao Long and Ye Cang were injured by that bastard Ye Fan. Xiao Cang had a finger chopped off, and Xiao Long has had all his martial arts skills ruined!" Ye Wenhai got straight to the point.

"How... how could this happen??"

Ye Wentao was shocked by this sudden piece of news on the other end of the phone.

"Big brother, Xiao Long and Ye Cang have already headed to the Courtyard. I’m now preparing to take Xiao Mei and Xiao Yan to meet up with them."

Avoiding the question, Ye Wenhai feigned anger, "I know grandfather favors Wenhao, hence he let that bastard into our family’s door. But... that bastard has gone too far! We must have grandfather give us an explanation!"

"Wen Hai, don’t be agitated."

Feeling Ye Wenhai’s fury, Ye Wentao instinctively thought that his always low-key brother was truly angry and first admonished him, then said, "Alright, I’ll immediately call Wen Jun and Wen Ling. We’ll go talk to grandfather together about this. How does that sound?"

"Good, we’ll meet at the alley."

Ye Wenhai feigned silence for two seconds before responding. Then, without waiting for Ye Wentao to reply, he hung up the phone.

"Remember, when we get to the Courtyard, do not make a fuss; let the elder brothers handle everything."

After ending the call, the anger on Ye Wenhai’s face completely disappeared, and he was entirely calm again.

"What... what do you mean?"

Gu Mei was startled at first, then guessed Ye Wenhai’s intention, her face in disbelief, "Are you worried Grandfather might think we’re using tonight’s incident against Wenhao?"

"Hmm."

"Ye... Ye Wen Hai, even at a time like this, you’re still thinking about your position as the successor? Do you really care about your son Xiao Long at all??" Seeing Ye Wenhai nod, Gu Mei furiously scolded.

"Calm down!"

Apparently dissatisfied with Gu Mei’s shrewish behavior, Ye Wenhai growled low, "It’s come to this point; even if we overturn the heavens, can Xiao Long recover his martial arts skills??"

"——"

Gu Mei was left speechless.

"Since Xiao Long’s skills can’t be recovered, the only thing we can do is make that bastard pay! But to achieve this goal, whether us or the elder brothers speak, it’s the same."

Ye Wenhai continued, brilliance flashing in his eyes, "And if Wenhao learns about this and protects that bastard without us raising the issue, what do you think Grandfather would think?"

"But if Wenhao pleads on his behalf, and Grandfather decides to show leniency, what then?" Gu Mei asked.

"Grandfather has lived his lifetime a wiser and more experienced man than us. Although he is over a hundred years old, he is still clear-headed; he knows exactly what this means for the Ye Family."

The glint in Ye Wenhai’s eyes shone brightly, "If everything Xiao Long and others have said is true, then this scenario is almost unlikely to happen, instead, he will be utterly disappointed in Wenhao—forgiveness can only go so far, with only familial affection, how can one govern a country??"

Hearing this, Gu Mei pursed her lips but said nothing—she knew Ye Wenhai was right!

Several minutes later.

Except for Wen Hao, every member of the Ye Family’s third generation was alerted and promptly drove to the Ye Family Courtyard.

Meanwhile, Wen Hao had received a phone call from Ye Fan, who informed him of everything that had happened that night.

"Sigh..."

After listening to Ye Fan’s account, Wen Hao sighed deeply.

When he heard that Ye Fan and the two elders of the Ye Family had reached a cooperation agreement, he had not hoped for this scene to occur, but he had anticipated this day would come, just not so swiftly!

"Dad, I..."

For some reason, hearing Wen Hao sigh, Ye Fan felt a blockage in his heart and couldn’t help but speak out.

"I know, by cutting off Ye Cang’s finger, you were both punishing and protecting him. If this matter were reported to your great-grandfather, according to the Ye Family’s rules, he would have his leg broken and be expelled from the Ye Family forever—this is much more severe than losing a finger!"

On the other end of the phone, Wen Hao sighed, interrupting Ye Fan, "And you did this entirely considering me."

"Phew~"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more at ease.

Wen Hao then lit a cigarette and deeply sighed again, "I hope your second uncle isn’t too smart for his own good."

"If he is unkind, then you can be unjust."

Ye Fan’s eyes narrowed, his voice cold as ice, "You are benevolent and can’t do it, so your son will do it for you!"

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