Chapter 7 Beast
In the last few minutes before the ceremony began, the emcee asked everyone to take their seats.
Uncle Ye was probably still unwilling to give up, so he turned around and called out to the protagonist of the wedding, the third son of the Ye family, Ye Wanqing, who had been ignored, "Today is your wedding, such an important day, why is your sister-in-law not here?"
Ye Wanqing explained awkwardly: "Mom is not in good health and is still in the sanatorium. In order to prevent her from being tired, I didn't let her come today."
"Sister-in-law is not in good health? When I saw her half a year ago, she seemed to be in good spirits. Why did she suddenly have to live in a nursing home? Which nursing home did you send your sister-in-law to? Why didn't you tell us elders so that we can go visit her?"
Uncle Ye deliberately raised his voice, as if hinting at something. Ye Wanqing's face looked a little bad, and he answered stiffly: "My mother needs to rest and doesn't want to be disturbed. For the time being, you uncles don't need to visit her."
Those spectators around who knew something about the Ye family's inner workings moved away and quickly went to sit down in the viewing seats. If they continued talking, it would not be for outsiders to hear what was going on.
Ye Xingzhou walked past his cousin, paused slightly, glanced at him, and then walked towards the viewing area.
Uncle Ye was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses with a chill in his heart. He sensed the coldness hidden in Ye Xingzhou's look just now, and shuddered unconsciously.
The farce was over, but Qi Xing was still immersed in the unhappiness when his father came over and slapped him on the back of the head.
Qi Ronghua lowered his voice and lectured his son: "I told you not to run around or talk nonsense, but you didn't listen to a word I said, right?"
Yang Kaiming nodded in agreement: "Master Qi, I think you should stop provoking Master Ye again and again. You won't get any advantage at all."
And in turn, the other party took advantage of him - Yang Kaiming did not say this out loud.
Qi Xing rolled his eyes at Yang Kaiming, then laughed off a few perfunctory remarks to his father. While Qi Ronghua was being entangled in social engagements, he went to sit in the back row of the viewing area with Yang Kaiming.
With his butt touching the seat, he leaned back in an unruly manner, his eyes still fixed on Ye Xingzhou and Lin Zhinian who had just taken their seats in the front row. He held his breath and raised his hand, making an aiming and firing gesture towards the back of Ye Xingzhou's head.
Still not satisfied.
Yang Kaiming saw his movements and asked with a smile: "Master Qi, who exactly are you interested in? Why do I see that you only have eyes for Ye Xingzhou? What did Master Ye mean by what he said just now? What do you mean he is very interested in you and your affairs?"
"How do I know that he is mentally ill?" Qi Xing tilted his head and pointed at his temple. "Do you think I am mentally ill like him? Or am I blind? How can I like him?"
It doesn't necessarily mean that you have a good vision.
Yang Kaiming thought, let’s not talk about the previous mess. This painter Lin didn’t look very good. It was unclear whether he followed Ye Xingzhou to compromise or had ulterior motives. Who knew?
When the wedding march sounded, the guests' eyes turned to the newlyweds walking on the red carpet, but Lin Zhinian's gaze fell on Ye Xingzhou's icy profile, and he seemed a little dazed.
He didn't expect Ye Xingzhou to say such ambiguous words in public, nor could he guess what was going on in Ye Xingzhou's mind when he said that. He thought he understood Ye Xingzhou, but in fact, there was a time gap of more than ten years between them, and many things had changed beyond recognition.
During that private dinner, whether he was reminiscing about the past or frankly expressing his longing for the past few years, Ye Xingzhou remained calm and did not even have any unnecessary emotional ups and downs.
Ye Xingzhou doesn't care, which means he really doesn't care at all. He is unwilling to admit it, but he is just deceiving himself.
The newlyweds in front of him had already started to take the oath. Qi Xing had no interest in it and was absent-mindedly listening to Yang Kaiming's nonsense. Suddenly, someone called him from behind: "Hey, Qi boy, why are you here too?"
A figure turned over from behind the chair and sat next to Qi Xing, looking at him with a smile. Qi Xing glanced at him and said lazily, "Your family sent the invitation to invite me."
"Young Master Ye, long time no see." Yang Kaiming greeted the man with a smile, only to receive a "humph" from the other party.
This man is Ye Wanqi, the fourth son of the Ye family. He is also a playboy who indulges in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. However, he is too vulgar. Qi Xing looks down on him and has always been at odds with him. They have even had a grudge against each other.
"Master Qi, you haven't come to race for a long time, right? What's the matter? Are you afraid?" Ye Wanqi bit his cigarette and deliberately provoked Qi Xing, "Let's run two laps the day after tomorrow night, and show you my new treasure?"
Smelling the choking smell of smoke, Qi Xing frowned, and inexplicably recalled the last time Ye Xingzhou sprayed smoke in his face, and he felt very unhappy.
He turned away and said coldly, "Not interested."
Ye Wanqi sneered: "Are you afraid? Afraid of losing to me?"
"You don't have to provoke me," Qi Xing remained unmoved, "I have no interest in winning against a shameless person like you."
"I got the car you've always wanted, and it's the latest limited edition commemorative model," the other party threw out the bait, "Really don't you want to go and take a look? Let's race, and if you win I'll give you the car, how about that?"
Qi Xing finally turned his gaze back and looked at him like a fool: "You're giving me the car? Ye Lao Si, are you crazy?"
Ye Wanqi shook off the ash from his cigarette and said, "Whether it's bad or not, you'll know when you go there. Master Qi won't really dare to do it, right?"
The car he was talking about was indeed what Qi Xing had always wanted. Qi Xing had the money, but the qualification to buy a car was rather troublesome, especially for limited edition sports cars, which were difficult to buy even with money.
Ye Wanqi knew this, so he deliberately came to Qi Xing to say these things.
Seeing Qi Xing's wavering expression, Yang Kaiming reminded him quietly: "Be careful, there may be fraud."
Qi Xing thought for a moment and asked, "I say, Fourth Master Ye, you can buy a sports car worth tens of millions of dollars whenever you want. Now the head of your family is neither your parents nor your brother, so how can you still live such a carefree life?"
Ye Wanqi said proudly: "It's none of your business. Anyway, he is more carefree than you."
Qi Xing pretended to understand, "That's true. Mom didn't take it seriously when she was admitted to the nursing home. She continued to be carefree outside. Maybe she felt comfortable being a dog for others."
Ye Wanqi's face darkened again, and he gritted his teeth angrily: "I'm too lazy to talk to you about this useless nonsense, just tell me straight, are you going or not?"
"Yes, of course I will," Qi Xing said cheerfully, "You said you would give me the car if you lose. Why would I not want it if it's given to me for free? If you dare to default on your debt, I will block your doorstep every day to collect the debt."
"If you really have the ability, just win first." Ye Wanqi snorted coldly, then stood up and left.
Qi Xing ignored him, and Yang Kaiming reminded him again, "Mr. Qi, are you really going? That guy is willing to gamble his car with you, so he is most likely going to play some shady tricks."
Qi Xingman didn't care: "What kind of ideas can his pig head come up with? Let's see after we go there."
At the end of the wedding ceremony, Qi Ronghua received a message from Qi Xing saying that he had gone out to play with Yang Kaiming and had disappeared.
The guests left one after another. Halfway through the journey, Qi Xing saw Lin Zhinian's second uncle leaving alone, and asked Yang Kaiming to drive the car back.
"Mr. Qi, what do you want to do?" Yang Kaiming stopped the car outside the villa hesitantly. "Everyone is almost gone, you still want to go in?"
Qi Xing unbuckled his seat belt: "Teacher Lin is still inside, I'll go pick him up."
Yang Kaiming: “Ah?”
"Pursue the victory, are you going to leave him here alone with Ye Xingzhou?" Qi Xing opened the car door and got out, and told Yang Kaiming, "I'll be back soon, you just wait here."
He swaggered in and sent a message to Lin Zhinian.
"Teacher Lin, you haven't left yet? I'm still here too, do you want to go back with me?"
There was no reply from the other end. Qi Xing unknowingly walked to the lake where the ceremony was held earlier. The place was cleared so quickly. He paused when he heard a voice in front of him and looked up from his phone screen.
Not far away were Ye Xingzhou and his cousin, followed by a few people who looked like bodyguards.
Uncle Ye, who was so arrogant a few hours ago, was held by Ye Xingzhou's bodyguards on both sides. He was pressed to the ground and could not move. He was shouting at Ye Xingzhou angrily: "You beast, you killed your father, and you sent your mother to a mental hospital. You are not a human! Ouch!"
The cursing man was punched in the face by Ye Xingzhou's bodyguard and spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and one of his front teeth was knocked out.
Ye Xingzhou stood in front of him, eyes downcast, playing with the things in his hands calmly, letting him yell and curse.
Qi Xing saw clearly that it was actually a pistol and his eyes widened in surprise.
"You bastard! We shouldn't have agreed to let you in. You're just like your dead mother..."
The cold and hard muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead. The second half of Uncle Ye's words were stuck in his throat. His body began to tremble unconsciously, and his voice changed: "You, you dare, you are breaking the law, breaking the law!"
Ye Xingzhou looked down at him, his eyes full of contempt and warmth, as if he was looking at a dead person.
Time seemed to stand still, Ye Xingzhou's finger slowly pulled the trigger, the man being held against the gun was sweating profusely, his lips were trembling, and he kept making "ho ho" sounds in his throat, but he could no longer utter a complete sentence.
Qi Xing stood there in a daze, holding his breath. He had seen many absurd things, but this was the first time he saw someone being killed. He forgot to run away, and also forgot to find a place to hide.
"ah--!"
The moment Ye Xingzhou pulled the trigger, Uncle Ye screamed, rolled his eyes, and fell down. Ye Xingzhou looked sarcastic and slowly loosened his hand, and the thing in his hand fell to the ground.
It was just a model gun.
His cousin was so scared that he collapsed on the ground like a dead dog and even lost control of his bladder.
Qi Xing finally came back to his senses and subconsciously took a step back to avoid it. Ye Xingzhou in front of him suddenly raised his eyes and looked in his direction.
Those eyes were cold and sinister, as sharp as an eagle. At that moment, Qi Xing suddenly felt a sense of fear that made his blood stagnate. He instinctively wanted to escape, but Ye Xingzhou did not give him a chance.
The man raised his chin expressionlessly towards the bodyguard beside him, and soon someone came over and held him down.
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