"Watch your mouth, or I'll twist your head off!"

After Ye Ningwan finished speaking, she forcefully twisted his chin.

Click.

Ye Yongchen suffered a direct jaw fracture and will be mute for at least a month.

Ye Ruoxin, who had been watching helplessly as Ye Ningwan wreaked havoc, finally rolled her eyes and fainted.

Ye Ningwan tossed the person aside, patted the dirt off her hands, straightened up, and gave instructions to the butler.

Call an ambulance.

Under Ye Ningwan's powerful pressure, the butler inexplicably obeyed and left, leaving Ye Zhenning seething with hatred.

"Ye Ningwan, what exactly do you want?"

Ye Ningwan turned around, looking surprised.

"Didn't President Ye call me here? If you have nothing else, I'll be leaving."

Ye Zhenning stared at Ye Ningwan's back and roared in resentment.

"Get back here! Ye Ningwan, don't forget you still owe the Ye family twenty years of nurturing kindness!"

Ye Ningwan turned around and stood still, perfectly cooperating.

Soon, the ambulance took Ye Yongchen and Ye Ruoxin away, and Ye Zhenning then coldly led Ye Ningwan to the study on the third floor.

...

Third-floor study.

Ye Zhenning took a piece of paper out of the drawer and pushed it to Ye Ningwan, speaking to her seriously.

“These are all your expenses over the past 20 years in the Ye family. Now that you are no longer a member of the Ye family, you have to pay back all of these expenses.”

Ye Ningwan lowered her eyes, glanced indifferently at the densely packed numbers on it, and sneered.

"As expected of Mr. Ye, who comes from a finance background, he even remembered that you bought me a two-cent sugar popsicle when I was three years old."

Ye Zhenning ignored Ye Ningwan's sarcasm. He put his arms on the desk, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Ye Ningwan as he spoke.

“I know you can’t pay back 103,874.23 yuan. I won’t force you. Just promise me one thing and this debt will be wiped clean.”

Ye Ningwan swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her mouth. She wanted to see what kind of ivory could come out of Ye Zhenning's dog mouth.

"What's up?"

Ye Zhenning's face crinkled with laughter, resembling a blooming chrysanthemum.

“Good thing. Pei Minghan’s ninth uncle fell ill a few years ago and now needs a woman born on an unlucky day, month, hour and minute to marry him to bring him good luck. If you help him with this, your relationship with the Ye family will be wiped clean.”

At this point, he sighed again.

"The Pei family is one of the top families in Haicheng. Marrying Master Pei is a blessing you've earned in this lifetime. What's more, they don't mind that you're not a virgin. You'll have no worries about food or clothing after you marry into the family. You'll be a young mistress! Isn't that wonderful!"

Ye Ningwan raised an eyebrow with a cold smile, bluntly exposing Ye Zhenning's thoughts.

“I remember Ye Ruoxin and I were born on the same day, month, and year. She should also meet the requirements. Why don’t you let her go? It’s such a good opportunity.”

Ye Zhenning's face immediately darkened, and he shouted.

"Ye Ningwan, don't push your luck!"

Ye Ningwan watched with great interest as Ye Zhenning was so angry he was almost having a stroke. Her gaze swept over the project on his desk concerning the Haicheng Qingshui Bay Resort, and she knew exactly what was going on.

The Pei family has probably set some conditions. Ye Zhenning, this old glutton, wants to have it all. He can't bear to part with Pei Minghan, the eldest son of the Pei family, but he also wants a piece of the Clearwater Bay Resort's pie.

Why didn't he just eat himself to death!

Ye Ningwan remained silent for a long time. Ye Zhenning was pondering how to force her to submit when he heard Ye Ningwan suddenly speak.

"I agree."

Ye Zhenning stared at her face in surprise, then suddenly remembered Ye Ningwan's outburst at the Ye family earlier that day, and asked with a frown.

"You wouldn't kill Master Pei right after you married him, would you?!"

Ye Ning smiled.

"No, murder is illegal."

Ye Zhenning thought about it and realized it made sense.

Then Ye Ningwan continued speaking.

"If you're worried that I'll cause you trouble, just write a guarantee now that I, Ye Ningwan, and the Ye family owe each other nothing and have no further relationship whatsoever."

Ye Zhenning was stingy and wary. After hearing what Ye Ningwan said, he actually found a pen and paper and wrote a guarantee in duplicate. He and Ye Ningwan both signed it and pressed their fingerprints on it.

Ye Ningwan took what she wanted and turned to leave.

Ye Zhenning suddenly stood up and quickly stepped forward to stop her.

"where are you going?"

Seeing that Ye Zhenning looked like he was afraid she would run away, Ye Ningwan coldly pushed him away.

"Don't worry, if I really want to run, none of you can stop me."

Ye Zhenning was pushed back several steps, his back hitting the bookshelf. He grimaced in pain and could only watch helplessly as Ye Ningwan left the study.

...

That evening, Ye Ningwan, dressed in a bright red phoenix coronet and wedding gown, with a red veil covering her face, and wearing red embroidered shoes, boarded the car that the Pei family had come to pick her up.

Everything was done in secret.

Even the wedding ceremony consisted of Ye Ningwan holding a rooster that served as the groom and kowtowing a few times to the ancestral tablets of the Pei family in the Pei family's ancestral hall.

After the wedding, Ye Ningwan carried the rooster into the bridal chamber.

After removing the veil, in the bright red room, a man dressed in red was lying on the large bed in the middle. He was Pei Fengzhi, Ye Ningwan's husband.

The door behind me was slammed shut with a bang, followed by the sound of a key turning and locking.

Through the door, Ye Ningwan could still hear the whispers of the servants outside.

"The doctor said that Ninth Master is going to die tonight. They even took off his ventilator just now."

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