"Wait!" Cheng Minghao yelled, jumped up at lightning speed and pressed Yan Xiao's phone.
Yan Xiao lowered his eyes, pulled his hand away, and continued typing unmoved.
Damn it, that bastard Yan Xiao has no humanity!
"Brother Fei, I was wrong," Cheng Minghao turned to Ye Fei in a hurry and gave in shamelessly, "Today is Gu Ruijia's birthday, please give me some face."
"What does his birthday have to do with you?" Ye Fei held her chin with one hand and slowly turned the wine glass with the other hand, and raised her lips, "Are you two hooking up behind my back?"
Gu Ruijia, who was suddenly shot, said: "???"
He subconsciously looked at Cheng Minghao, and Cheng Minghao happened to be looking at him as well. The two straight men looked at each other, shuddered at the same time, and looked away with goosebumps all over their bodies.
Cheng Minghao explained dryly: "Isn't it... that it's not appropriate to see gunpowder on a happy day?"
Ye Fei sneered, reached out and lifted up the hair on her forehead, completely revealing the red spot.
Cheng Minghao immediately looked away guiltily.
Ye Fei looked at him for a moment until he felt uncomfortable. He drank the wine in the glass and said to Yan Xiao, "Brother Yan, forget it."
Yan Xiao remained silent, his eyes fixed on his forehead.
"My skin naturally turns red easily," Ye Fei curled her lips and whispered in Yan Xiao's ear in a voice so low that only the two of them could hear, "Didn't you also leave a lot of marks on your skin last time in bed?"
Yan Xiao's fingers paused.
Ye Fei chuckled, took the phone from his hand and put it in his pocket. She signaled to Cheng Minghao with her eyes that he could rest assured.
Cheng Minghao breathed a sigh of relief and clasped his fists to express his gratitude towards him.
When Gu Ruijia usually goes out with Sun Qiong and others, they basically go to clubs and bring along celebrities and internet celebrities. But this birthday, because Ye Fei and Yan Xiao were there, they could only go to a five-star hotel.
A group of grown men got together and had nothing to do except drinking, so they dispersed after eleven o'clock.
Although Gu Ruijia is now a good and law-abiding young man, he did some ridiculous things like speeding in his middle school years. Ye Fei was worried about them, so she watched them find a designated driver and then get into Yan Xiao's car.
He drank a lot today, but not to the point of being drunk, just slightly tipsy. As soon as he got in the car, he lazily leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest.
It was a little after eleven o'clock in Feng City, and it was bustling. Cars were coming and going on the street, and the headlights from the opposite direction would occasionally shine into the cars, casting a bright shadow.
Yan Xiao glanced at Ye Fei beside him and asked the driver to lower the partition inside the car to completely block the incoming light.
Ye Fei was actually very conscious, but she felt light all over and didn't want to move. The car stopped outside the villa. Before Yan Xiao called out, he opened his eyes automatically: "Are we home?"
Yan Xiao said "yes".
Ye Fei rubbed his eyebrows, opened the car door and got out.
It is already December now. Feng City is located in the south and the weather is wet and cold. Ye Fei loves to show off, and she only wears a T-shirt and a thin jacket in the middle of winter. When the cold wind blew, I shivered immediately.
He stopped and let Yan Xiao go first, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan, you stand in front to block the wind for me."
Yan Xiao didn't reply, but reached out and pulled him behind him.
He is tall and has broad shoulders. Ye Fei stood behind him, as if she had hidden in the safest harbor in the world.
The two walked back home one after the other, without talking to each other, but feeling inexplicably warm.
As usual, Yan Xiao changed his clothes first after entering the house, and he was very serious about everything he did. Take off your suit first, then hang it on a rack in the cloakroom. He tried to untie his tie again, but as soon as he put his hand on it, Ye Fei held him down.
"Brother Yan," Ye Fei leaned over and looked up into his eyes, "Are you really that bad at drinking?"
Yan Xiao lowered his head and hugged his waist, saying, "Hmm?"
He was wearing only a neatly pressed white shirt, buttoned all the way to the top. With his protruding Adam's apple exposed and paired with a pure black tie, he looks both restrained and upright.
"I drank a lot tonight," Ye Fei licked her lower lip and said innocently, "Will you get drunk if you kiss me?"
Yan Xiao's eyes darkened, and he reached out and lifted Ye Fei's face. After looking at him for a moment, she lifted his chin and kissed him.
Both of them were at their age, full of vigor and vitality, and they began to lose control after kissing for a while. Yan Xiao kissed Ye Fei's fair neck while putting his hands on the buttons of her shirt.
"Don't." Ye Fei turned her head and stopped him breathlessly.
Yan Xiao thought he didn't want to do it, and looked at Ye Fei with heavy eyes, as if asking him for a reason.
Ye Fei smiled and licked Yan Xiao's lips. Then she squatted down and bit open the button of his pants with her teeth. She raised her eyes and looked him straight in the eye, and whispered, "Just like this - fuck - me."
Yan Xiao's breathing suddenly became heavier. He grabbed Ye Fei's arm, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall.
After Gu Ruijia's birthday, the Spring Festival was coming soon, and Yan Xiao and Ye Fei became busy. Even if they sleep in the same room, they have very little time to spend together. Usually I can only hold it while sleeping, but I can't do anything else.
That morning, Yan Xiao sent Ye Fei to Tianxi and asked the driver to drive to Feixiao.
As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw his special assistant waiting at the door of his office.
"Boss Yan," the special assistant pushed open the office door, letting Yan Xiao in first, and then he followed, "I have found the information you wanted."
He was in no hurry to state his story. After Yan Xiao put down his computer bag and sat down, he placed the information on the table one by one. "It was a little difficult to check, but Mr. Ye's father recently took the initiative to contact a person named Zhao Jin."
This Zhao Jin is the same age as Ye’s father and they were college classmates. He is currently the deputy director of the Department of Neurology at Fengcheng University Affiliated Hospital.
The special assistant followed this clue and found out that when Ye Fei's mother was diagnosed with ALS more than 20 years ago, Zhao Jin happened to be working at the Affiliated Hospital of Fengcheng University.
"About half a year after Mr. Ye's mother passed away, Zhao Jin suddenly became rich overnight. It was said that this was the money he made from stock trading, but I checked the date of his securities account opening and found that this statement was inconsistent." The special assistant paused and continued, "In addition, Zhao Jin's family once ran a firecracker factory, which allowed them to come into contact with heavy metals."
The office was silent. The special assistant glanced at the boss who was browsing the documents and felt deeply moved.
I originally just wanted to look at a diagnosis record, who would have thought that it would involve something so shocking? There are so many people in this world who are worse than animals.
Seeing Yan Xiao put down the information in his hand, the special assistant collected his thoughts. After clicking a few times on the computer, a clip of surveillance video was played: "There is another unusual place. The first meeting between Mr. Ye's father and Zhao Jin was at the hot spring villa, and both of them brought their families. After a brief conversation, the two separated without introducing their families."
Knowing that the boss's understanding of interpersonal relationships is different from that of ordinary people, the special assistant explained: "If the relationship is ordinary, this makes sense, but they met again later. Both of them work in the city, but they chose a simple cafe in the suburbs, which is unreasonable."
Although there is no concrete evidence yet, the things we have found so far are enough to prove that something is wrong with Ye's father.
Yan Xiao nodded and asked his special assistant to go out. He lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, then called Ye Fei.
At that time, Ye Fei had just finished a meeting. Just as I was about to take a break, I heard my cell phone vibrate. He frowned impatiently and looked at the screen.
When I saw the note displayed above, that little emotion disappeared in an instant.
He immediately accepted it: "Brother Yan, what's wrong?"
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called his name, his voice sounding very serious, "Can you go home early tonight?"
"What are you doing?" Ye Fei took a sip of water, smiling, "Miss me?"
Yan Xiao paused and said "yes".
"I'm afraid I can't do it as I have too many things to do today," Ye Fei pinched the bridge of his nose and unlocked the computer. Looking at the series of new emails, I discussed with Yan Xiao, "How about in two days?"
Yan Xiao has always been accommodating to him, and Ye Fei thought he would agree. But I didn't expect that he would insist unexpectedly this time.
"Today," Yan Xiao said, "Come back early, okay?"
Ye Fei was silent for a few seconds, but finally compromised. Yan Xiao seldom made requests to him, and he really couldn't bear to refuse.
"Okay," Ye Fei thought for a moment and said, "I'll be back before six o'clock. You go home first and don't have to pick me up. I'm not sure when I'll be done with my work."
Yan Xiao agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Fei smiled, put the phone aside, and started concentrating on her work.
It was not until after five o'clock that he finished dealing with the more urgent matters at hand. I glanced at the time, quickly told my secretary a few words, turned off my phone and left work.
When Ye Fei arrived home, Yan Xiao was already waiting in the living room, with a very conspicuous file bag on the coffee table in front of him.
"What's wrong? Why are you so serious?" Ye Fei walked over, sat down next to him, pointed at the file bag and asked, "What is this?"
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao held his hand, looked into his eyes, and said seriously, "I have something to show you."
Ye Fei laughed: "Okay."
He subconsciously wanted to raise his right hand to take it, but Yan Xiao held it so tightly that he couldn't lift it at all. Ye Fei had no choice but to switch to his left hand and pull out the information from the file bag.
As if the mute button was pressed, the room fell into deathly silence.
The sky outside was getting darker and darkness was creeping in step by step, silently swallowing up the light in the room and turning the entire living room gray.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao said to him, although it was cruel, "Your mother probably didn't die of ALS."
The sensor light lit up, and bright light poured down from above his head. Yan Xiao saw Ye Fei's face which had turned pale.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao hugged him and said, "Are you okay?"
Ye Fei did not answer. In fact, he could no longer make any sound.
His hands and feet were cold and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Growing up, he firmly believed that his mother died of illness. Even if Ye's father disliked her or even slandered her, he never doubted her.
However, what Yan Xiao found out in his investigation ruthlessly tore apart this mask.
It's not ALS, it's heavy metal poisoning.
So what about him? Ye Fei's eyes were red and her teeth were almost bitten off.
Since there is no ALS, how can it be inherited?
Ye Fei always felt that her illness developed too quickly in her previous life. It took less than a month from the time of diagnosis to her death. But he thought it was fate and didn't think much about it.
Because that was his father, the one who gave him half of his life no matter how biased he was.
But it was not until today that he realized that this was not fate, but a carefully planned murder.
There are two lives at stake, his and his mother's. Ye Fei closed his eyes, his joints clenched so hard that they almost turned white.
There is no mistake. When he was not feeling well in his previous life, he wanted to go to Hedao Hospital for a check-up. However, Ye's father took him to Fengcheng University Affiliated Hospital on the grounds that he knew a chief physician there.
Zhao Jin was the doctor who performed the lumbar puncture on him, and he called him Uncle Zhao several times at that time.
Because she felt that she had the ALS gene, Ye Fei underwent many tests, including lumbar puncture, muscle biopsy, and electromyography.
EMG is the most painful one.
The long electrode needle was inserted into his muscles, and it had to be poked in eight directions at different angles before it was considered complete. And he did it forty-eight times.
And Yan Xiao, who was afraid that he would be left alone after his death, rejected him and said harsh words to him again and again.
All the previous persistence has become a joke, and the truth is unbearable to look at. Ye Fei took a deep breath as if he was suffocating, and everything in front of his eyes was blurry.
Ye Fei's tears hit Yan Xiao's shoulders, making him feel a sharp pain like a burning fire.
"Don't cry." Yan Xiao didn't know how to comfort people or say nice words. He could only hug Ye Fei tightly and repeat, "Ye Fei, don't be sad."
Don't be sad, as long as he asks, Yan Xiao can do anything for him.
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