Ye Nanqing didn't hold back with that kick; he used a lot of force.

After being kicked over, Ye Yunhong was unable to move for a while and could only talk.

After he finally managed to get up from the ground, enduring the pain, Chen Heng, who had just left, returned with an extra document in his hand.

Ye Nanqing took the document from Chen Heng and threw it directly at Ye Yunhong's face, coldly saying, "The evidence you wanted."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yunhong's face turned ashen, and he opened the document with trembling hands.

The document contained shocking evidence of his embezzlement of public funds for stock speculation.

The origin and destination of every single account were thoroughly investigated.

"Sizzle—"

Ye Yunhong tore at the documents like a madman, ripping them to shreds in no time.

Ye Nanqing looked at him coldly, as if he were a piece of trash.

Chen Heng chimed in with a gentle reminder, "Young Master Ye, tearing up the documents won't do you any good. I can print as many of these as you want, so don't waste your energy..."

'After all, I'm going to Congo to mine tomorrow, so it's better to save my energy.'

Chen Heng held back from saying the last sentence to her face.

In fact, Boss Ye already had evidence of Young Master Ye's embezzlement of public funds.

But if Ye Shao were to cause trouble at a different time, Ye Zong might, as always, let him off the hook out of consideration for their uncle-nephew relationship and the old man's sake.

Why did Young Master Ye have to choose to cause trouble when President Ye was down on his luck in love?

That's practically suicide!

"Go to Congo or go to jail, the choice is yours."

After coldly uttering these words, Ye Nanqing withdrew his gaze, turned and left, leaving everyone with a cold and aloof back view.

Seeing this, Chen Heng quickly followed.

Seeing Ye Yunhong's ashen face and frozen in place, the board members whispered among themselves, speculating about his choice.

"If you ask me, I would definitely choose Congo. The environment there isn't great, and you have to go mining, but at least it's more free than going to jail."

"Anyone with a brain wouldn't choose to go to jail. Not only do you lose your freedom in jail, but you're also supposedly forced to work day and night on a sewing machine!"

"Luckily, we stood firm enough just now, otherwise we would have been dragged down by Young Master Ye!"

"..."

Ye Yunhong originally planned to take advantage of the public outcry to bring Ye Nanqing down, but he never expected to die before he could even begin.

He got himself involved before the whole plan even officially started.

He was going crazy, especially when he heard the whispers around him.

"What are you looking at? Get out of here! Get out! Get out!!"

Ye Yunhong suddenly let out a hysterical roar, startling the board members.

Fearing he might act out and hurt someone, the board members all scattered.

Ye Yunhong was left alone in the conference room, going crazy.

...

That evening.

Anxin Hospital.

Grandpa Ji stood by Ji Xinqi's hospital bed, leaning on his cane.

Seeing Ji Xinqi crying and wiping away her tears, he felt a surge of anger. "What are you crying for! You have the nerve to mess around with men and even get someone pregnant, and now you're pretending to be wronged and pitiful!"

"Tell me honestly, whose child is this in your belly?!"

He Wenxiu sat on the edge of the bed, holding her daughter's hand with heartache. She looked up at Grandpa Ji and said irritably, "Dad, what are you saying? What do you mean by messing around with men? The child in Qiqi's belly is Nan Qing's. Now Nan Qing doesn't acknowledge it. Can't Qiqi suffer?"

Old Master Ye was also present; he had been summoned by Old Master Ji.

Upon hearing this, he said coolly, "The matter is not yet settled, so don't rush to pin the blame on my Nanqing."

Grandpa Ji stamped his cane and glared at Ji Xinqi, coldly snorting, "If you had said this child was Yun Hong's, we might have believed you, but you have the audacity to say the child is Nan Qing's?!"

"When has Nan Qing ever been with you? That's absurd!"

Ji Xinqi was pretending to be sad and weak; there were some things that were not suitable for her to say directly.

So she secretly gave her mother a look, signaling her to speak on her behalf.

He Wenxiu understood immediately and retorted to the two old men, "You two don't watch Nan Qing and Xin Qi 24 hours a day, so how can you be so sure they've never been together?"

Grandpa Ji was so angry that his face turned red. "So you two are insisting that this child is Nan Qing's and you're not going to tell the truth, are you?"

He Wenxiu retorted, "We're telling the truth!"

"You! All of you! I think you're trying to drive me to my death!"

Grandpa Ji's anger surged, and he was so furious that he almost couldn't breathe.

He called Lao Ye over today to give him an explanation.

Because he also believed that the child was definitely not Ye Nanqing's.

I thought that if he interrogated me personally, I would be able to get the truth out of me.

Who knew that this mother and daughter would be so stubborn and relentlessly pursue Ye Nanqing to his death!

Seeing that his old friend was quite angry, Old Master Ye was afraid that his old heart condition would flare up, so he advised, "Forget it, Lao Ji, there's no point in saying more. Anyway, the DNA test can be done in four months. The truth will come out eventually, and the truth will be clear in time."

Upon hearing this, Ji Xinqi's expression changed, and she unconsciously clenched her back teeth.

DNA testing is what she fears most.

However, it's still early, four months is not yet over, and she has time to figure out a solution...

Grandpa Ji snorted coldly, too lazy to look at Ji Xinqi and her daughter any longer, and left with Grandpa Ye, leaning on his cane.

After leaving the hospital, the two old men walked towards their respective cars.

Just as Old Master Ye was about to get into the car, he was stopped by a figure rushing towards him.

Upon closer inspection, the person who came was none other than Li Fangshu.

Old Master Ye frowned, a look of impatience on his face.

Most of the old directors of the Ye family were his former subordinates, so he had already heard everything that happened in the conference room that morning.

It's obvious to anyone that Li Fangshu came here to plead for Ye Yunhong.

Sure enough, Li Fangshu grabbed the old man's sleeve and cried out in tears, "Dad, Yunhong is your own grandson! You must help him this time!"

"Ye Nanqing is really going too far! He actually wants to transfer Yun Hong to Congo and threatens him that he can never return to Yun City!"

"He's supposed to be Yunhong's uncle, yet he's so vicious towards Yunhong, showing absolutely no regard for their uncle-nephew relationship..."

"Enough! Shut up!"

Old Master Ye couldn't stand it anymore and sternly interrupted Li Fangshu.

“Yun Hong embezzled public funds to speculate in stocks, causing the company to suffer huge losses. He deserves this fate. I don’t think Nan Qing’s actions were problematic at all.”

"Dad! How can you be so heartless? Even if Yunhong was wrong to embezzle public funds, he is still my and Kangnian's only son, and your only grandson. Can't you forgive him just this once for the sake of our family?"

Li Fangshu was getting anxious and could only continue to appeal to family ties, hoping that the old man would show leniency.

Old Master Ye remained unmoved, merely scoffing, "Have I given you and your son enough chances? Don't think I don't know what you've been doing behind my back all these years!"

“I found out it was you who deliberately put peanuts in Nan Qing’s soup to make him have an allergic reaction. I didn’t say anything because of Kang Nian.

"Since you've been given a chance, and you're not cherishing it, then stop complaining and blaming others."

"Yunhong has already chosen mining over going to jail, so you should go with him. Uncle Qi will book your plane tickets, and you can leave tonight!"

After saying that, Old Master Ye shook off Li Fangshu's hand, resolutely got into his car and left.

Hearing the old man's merciless words and resolute attitude, Li Fangshu knew in her heart that there was no room for negotiation.

She collapsed to the ground, powerless, watching helplessly as the car sped away, her heart filled with resentment and unwillingness, yet utterly powerless to do anything about it.

She and her son were too naive, thinking that everything they did was flawless, unaware that their every move had already been observed by Ye Nanqing and the old man...