Old Master Ye looked at the people in the room, his sons, grandsons, and granddaughters. There were so many people that even if they were all tied together, they would not be as big as one of Song Yun's fingers.

"Don't provoke her. You can't afford to offend her. If something really happens, don't expect me to help you settle it."

Ye Shi didn't believe it. Her father was the Deputy Minister of Public Security, her grandfather was Si Yu, and her third uncle held a high position. In a Ye family like this, was there anyone that Ye Shi couldn't afford to offend?

He's just a military doctor, how capable can he be?

However, although she thought so in her heart, she did not dare to show it in front of her grandfather.

Ye Weicheng looked at Old Man Ye and suddenly asked, "Dad, you came back suddenly today, is there something you want to say?"

Mr. Ye did have something to say.

"I remember that your respective units have been allocated housing. Since you each have your own house, you can pack up and move into your own house in the next few days."

Ye Weicheng was shocked, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

Ye Weibang was also shocked. "Dad, are you getting senile? Why are you asking us to move out of the blue?"

Old Master Ye looked at his two sons. "What do you mean by 'duanduanduan'? Don't you know that Changqing is back? Don't you know who this house belongs to? You've lived here for so many years, so you've had enough, right? Confiscating your rent is good enough, why are you still nagging?"

"Dad! Did Changqing say something to you? Did he ask you to do this? I'll go find him!" Ye Weibang was furious and turned around to attack.

"Stop right there!" Old Master Ye shouted loudly.

Although Ye Weibang had a bad temper, he dared not disobey the old man's words. He could only suppress his anger and turn back.

"I haven't seen Changqing. He hasn't said a word to me since that incident ten years ago." The old man said calmly, and no one knew how much pain he was in.

Ye Weicheng's expression changed, but Ye Weibang looked puzzled. "What happened ten years ago?"

Old Master Ye ignored his youngest son and looked at his eldest son calmly, "Boss, do you know what I'm talking about?"

Ye Weicheng didn't dare to say that he didn't know. He did know, and he also knew that the old man knew that he knew.

But he didn't want to say that he knew, so he could only remain silent.

Ye Weibang was so anxious that he scratched his head, "What's going on?"

There were some things that Mr. Ye didn't want to talk about, but now that the situation had come to this, he began to reflect on himself and wondered if he had done anything wrong.

Some rotten and smelly things cannot be covered up, and will not disappear with the passage of time.

Perhaps it's time to expose the filth in front of people.

The child has grown up, and it is time to give him the justice he deserves.

Ye Weicheng realized something and shouted, "Dad!"

Master Ye turned a deaf ear and slowly spoke, "Ten years ago, Jiao Lingyu hired someone to tie up Changqing, put him in a sack, tied it with rocks, and threw him into the river."

Ye Weibang, Jing Lian, and the children of the first and third wives all opened their eyes wide, unable to believe what they had just heard.

Ye Weicheng had a gloomy face, pursed his lips and said nothing, his hands clenched into fists.

Old Master Ye continued, "My men rescued Changqing in time and caught the assailant. Changqing then knew who had been harming him time and time again, and that I had sent people to secretly protect him. He ran to the military district to find me, probably wanting to question me, why I knew all about Jiao Lingyu's actions but didn't stand up for him. But I didn't see him that day."