Ye Feng deeply despised this kind of scum.
"So now... why have you decided to rebel?"
Fear flashed in Sun Shangxiang's eyes: "I'm afraid he will kill me."
Ye Feng felt a chill run down his spine.
Domestic violence is either a one-time occurrence or a recurring pattern.
“Please help me,” Sun Shangxiang pleaded, “I have gathered some evidence that can make them lose their jobs.”
Ye Feng looked at her and asked seriously, "Why do you trust me? What if I betray you?"
Sun Shangxiang smiled bitterly: "I know it's risky, but... but it's my only hope."
Ye Feng remained silent for a moment, weighing the pros and cons.
He sympathized with the woman and hated the man.
Ultimately, he made a decision: "I can help you."
Sun Shangxiang nodded: "President Ye is indeed a smart man."
As she spoke, she took her phone out of her handbag and opened a video.
The video has started playing.
Dim lighting, suggestive breathing, a man and a woman entangled together in the scene.
The woman was Sun Shangxiang, and the man was none other than Ye Feng himself.
Ye Feng's face instantly darkened.
The fingers gripping the wine glass turned white from the force.
He stared at the screen and asked, word by word, "What does this mean?"
Sun Shangxiang put away her phone, her tone eerily calm: "It doesn't mean anything, I'm just leaving myself a way out. I can't lose."
Ye Feng sneered: "Have people lost even the most basic trust between them?"
Sun Shangxiang smiled disdainfully: "Men are all the same. Why should I blindly trust you?"
"That's no fun."
Ye Feng slammed the wine glass down on the table with a thud.
He knew he had been set up. From the bar to the hotel, from the verbal probing to the current video, everything was meticulously planned.
Sun Shangxiang seemed unconcerned about Ye Feng's reaction. She spoke slowly and deliberately, "If you keep your promise, I'll delete the video afterwards. Otherwise, I'll send it to your girlfriend. I heard her name is Liu Qingyi?"
He had to admit that this woman was very calculating, and he had fallen into her trap.
He shook his head with a wry smile: "Your husband is not simple. What makes you think you can protect you?"
"Since I dared to come to you, I naturally did my homework," Sun Shangxiang replied casually. "Even Brother Wolf is in your hands, so what's with all the modesty, President Ye?"
Ye Feng's heart stirred; not many people knew about Brother Wolf's affairs.
He narrowed his eyes and asked in return, "You've had your eye on me for a while now?"
"I don't understand what you're saying." Sun Shangxiang avoided Ye Feng's gaze. "Are you going to agree or not?"
Ye Feng did not answer immediately.
He was wary: "What do you want me to do?"
Sun Shangxiang narrowed her eyes, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.
"Give me three days, and I'll make the arrangements."
After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng finally agreed.
"I can guarantee your safety for the next three days."
After saying goodbye to Sun Shangxiang, Ye Feng returned to the villa.
Ye Feng pushed open the door of the villa, and the interior was empty.
Liu Qingyi is not here.
These past few days, Liu Qingyi has been leaving early and returning late, her whereabouts unpredictable. After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone and sent a message to Xu San and the others, then got up and went out, heading towards the black Mercedes parked in the garage.
Just as I started the car, my phone rang abruptly.
It's Chen Yiyi.
"Ye Feng, you better tell me the truth!" Chen Yiyi's voice, as always, was forceful and went straight to Ye Feng's ears.
Ye Feng tightened his grip on the steering wheel, but his face remained impassive: "What do you mean, Miss Chen? I've been behaving myself and following the rules lately."
"Don't play dumb with me!" Chen Yiyi's voice rose a few decibels. "That calligraphy! Where did you get it from?!"
Ye Feng admitted that he would compensate Chen Yiyi with a new piece of calligraphy after he damaged it.
So, the next day, Ye Feng had Wu Dan deliver an authentic painting of a plum blossom to Chen Yiyi.
This matter had been a source of curiosity for Chen Yiyi, and despite her efforts to hold back, she finally called Ye Feng to ask him about it.
Ye Feng replied casually, "It was a gift from a friend."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a furious roar: "A gift from a friend? Who are you trying to fool! A genuine work by Master Iljimae, who would just give it away so easily! Do you think I'm a three-year-old?!"
Ye Feng could easily imagine Chen Yiyi's furious reaction. She was always proud and hated being treated casually.
"Perhaps my friend has no idea how much that calligraphy is worth." Ye Feng's tone was calm and casual, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
Chen Yiyi didn't believe this explanation at all. She almost gritted her teeth as she asked, "What friend? Male or female?"
Ye Feng replied, "They're from overseas. I met them a long time ago, but I can't contact them anymore."
"Which country are you from?" Chen Yiyi pressed on.
"Ms. Chen, aren't you asking too many questions?" Ye Feng's tone was impatient.
Chen Yiyi's anger flared up. This Ye Feng always treated her so casually, fooling her like she was a fool!
She was convinced that Ye Feng wasn't telling the truth.
Chen Yiyi angrily retorted, "I don't believe it!"
Ye Feng replied casually, "Believe it or not. Anyway, I did what I promised you."
After Ye Feng finished speaking, he hung up the phone immediately.
The busy tone of the dial tone echoed in Chen Yiyi's ears.
He actually dared to hang up on her!
Chen Yiyi's face turned red with anger, but she gripped her phone tightly in her hand.
Just then, the phone rang again.
Without a second thought, Chen Yiyi answered the call and roared angrily, "Ye Feng! It's too late for you to apologize now! You just wait!"
A hearty laugh came from the other end of the phone: "Yiyi, what's wrong? Who made you angry?"
It's Grandpa Tang!
Chen Yiyi's tone softened instantly, tinged with a hint of panic: "Grandpa Tang? I'm sorry, I just..."
She secretly cursed Ye Feng in her heart.
Damn Ye Feng, he made her lose her composure in front of her elders!
Grandpa Tang's hearty laughter continued to come through the receiver, making Chen Yiyi feel even more embarrassed.
"It's alright, it's alright. Young people are just hot-blooded." Old Master Tang paused, then changed the subject, "Yiyi, you got your grandfather an authentic work by Master Yizhimei, making him quite the celebrity. Now he brags about it to everyone he meets. Sigh, this old man is really envious!"
Chen Yiyi sighed. In recent years, these old men had become obsessed with the calligraphy and paintings of Master Yizhi Mei. Coincidentally, Grandpa Tang also had one, which he often showed off. Now, Grandpa had also obtained an authentic work, stamped with Yizhi Mei's private seal. Instantly, he was transformed from a serf to a serf.
Chen Yiyi explained helplessly, "Grandpa Tang, as you know, it was my grandfather's birthday a while ago, and I had a lot of trouble to ask a friend to get this calligraphy."
She concealed Ye Feng's name, since the fewer people who knew about this, the better.
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