Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

Meng Jie smiled bitterly. He felt that his boss's irony was becoming more and more obvious.

"He's fine, but he stopped talking after he woke up," Meng Jie shrugged. "The only thing he said was that he wanted to see the eldest lady."

"My sister?"

Sheng Yiheng didn't have a good temper. He closed the document and said, "Let him dream. Seeing him is worse than seeing a stray dog."

Meng Jie nodded, and then said, "Mr. Fu also received news. While Ye Yucheng was in the hospital, he pushed Chu Yan back again. He said that he was suing him for interfering with the market order, and that it was Chu Yan who interfered. Acquisition by Shengrong Group.”

Sheng Yiheng chuckled, "He is quite clever."

Then, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go out first."

On the other side, in the hospital ward, Ye Yucheng looked out the window. Sitting beside him was his second uncle and his biological father Ye Mingyi.

Ye Mingyi peeled an apple in his hand and said, "Chengcheng, your mother's condition is very stable now. You should take good care of her health. When you get better, I will take you to see your mother."

Ye Yucheng glanced at Ye Mingyi coldly, "Get out, I don't want to see you."

Ye Mingyi paused, "I made an appointment with your father-in-law, and I asked him to persuade Yixia to come over and see you."

"Oh, it's all because of you that I'm like this now. Do you still have the nerve to beg Sheng Jinyan?"

Ye Yucheng's eyes were green, and he cursed angrily, "You didn't raise me when I was born, you didn't teach me when you raised me, and you made me a tool for you, the Ye family old man, to take revenge and vent your anger."

His eyes were red, "You ruined my mother and me, ruined my love, marriage, and my supposedly smooth and stable life. How can you face the people you hurt because of me and you?" ? Do you have the face to meet the Sheng family?"

"Get out, get out of here!"

Ye Yucheng pointed at the door and roared almost like a roar.

Ye Mingyi's face was full of tears, and he was in tears, "Chengcheng, I didn't know things would turn out like this, and I didn't know that my grandfather instilled such hatred in you. I'm sorry for you and your mother, and I'm the one who harmed you." Got you."

"What's the use of saying sorry now?"

Ye Yucheng's tears fell on the back of his hands. He was annoyed and remorseful, "Ye Mingyi, you are the person least qualified to ask for my forgiveness. You should be like me and go to hell and not have a good death."

The apple in Ye Mingyi's hand fell to the ground. He nodded, "Yes, you are right. It's my fault! But I really didn't know that your mother was pregnant with you. When I found her, she refused to talk to me. Go back to Northern Xinjiang. See you again, I can’t find her anymore.”

"No, at that time you were busy marrying your Mrs. Ye, the third young lady of the Feng family."

Ye Yucheng twitched his lips, "You are not my mother's beloved, and you are not worthy of being my father. Go away, don't let me see you again. I am emotionally unstable now. Even if I kill you, I will It’s just mental illness out of control.”

Ye Mingyi's face turned pale when he heard this. He saw that his son who should have been so heroic and famous was now withered and thin, like a sickly seedling, and his heart felt like a knife.

He nodded, "I'm leaving, you take good care of me, I..."

Ye Mingyi didn't say "I'll see you again" after all. What he met was Ye Yucheng's bloodthirsty and indifferent eyes.

He knew that Ye Yucheng really hated him.

Ye Mingyi staggered away.

The moment the door closed, a feeling of loneliness and suffocation hit me.

Ye Yucheng burst into tears. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get over his guilt and self-blame. He wanted Sheng Yixia crazily, but he didn't even have the courage to call her.

He was addicted to the past, looking through the photos of the two of them, chatting records on QQ and WeChat, and the video clips became his only spiritual support during this period.

Ye Yucheng glanced at the cold walls around him, feeling tired.

He pulled off the needle on the back of his hand and watched the medicine drip out of the tiny needle. He curled his lips, then stood up, put on his clothes and walked out.

The nurse saw this and stopped him, "Mr. Ye, you can't go out now. Your brain CT hasn't been done yet. You..."

Ye Yucheng's cold eyes were cruel, "I don't want to embarrass you, just get out of the way."

The nurse stepped aside in fear, and Ye Yucheng walked out quickly.

He discharged himself from the hospital and drove back to the wedding room where he and Sheng Yixia had been married.

He has always kept this house and is reluctant to sell it.

Ye Yucheng glanced at the car parked outside the villa and followed him all the way back. A sneer appeared on his lips, "What else can I follow?"

He took off his shoes and sat on the sofa. He knew it was the car of a plainclothes policeman.

Chu Yan and Yun Sang should have confessed. They didn't arrest him right away. There should be some evidence that has not been fixed.

Naturally, the police would convict him and punish him for several crimes. It would be best if he could be beaten to death, which he also hoped for.

However, before that, he still had some things to do, and he wanted to finish them and do them well.

Ye Yucheng walked upstairs with red eyes. The person he owed the most in his life was Sheng Yixia. He wanted to leave what he could to her and return what he could to the Sheng family.

After sorting out documents in the study for a long time, he took a shower and then changed into a set of clean and tidy clothes.

Ye Yucheng shaved off his beard in front of the mirror and looked much more energetic.

He took out his mobile phone and called Fu Zhaochen.

Fu Zhaochen was about to go home from get off work when he saw Ye Yucheng's phone number. He paused, wondering why Ye Yucheng would call him?

He knew the recent situation in Ye Yucheng. He even sued Chu Yan and continued to push him back.

Fu Zhaochen sat back on the sofa chair and answered the phone, "Hello..."

Ye Yucheng lowered his eyes, "Mr. Fu, would you like to meet me?"

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

"You want to see me?"

Ye Yucheng smiled bitterly, "Yes, I've been thinking about it for a long time. I want to see you. I think you also want to see me like a bereaved dog, right?"

Fu Zhaochen frowned and sneered, "Of course I do. From the moment you took my son away, I wanted to see you die, let alone see you gasping like a dog in front of me."

Ye Yucheng looked indifferent, "Then you should meet me more, I won't let you down."

Fu Zhaochen felt that Ye Yucheng was seriously ill, but the self-deprecation and humility in Ye Yucheng's tone were unprecedented.

He curled up and tapped his fingers on the table again and again.

Ye Yucheng frowned. He felt that every second of Fu Zhaochen's thinking made him uncomfortable and anxious, "Fu Zhaochen, are you scared?"

"Am I afraid of dogs?"

Fu Zhaochen stood up and said, "Where are you? I'll go over now."

Ye Yucheng was very happy. He smiled and said, "I'm at He Yixia's wedding room. Do you know the address?"

Fu Zhaochen frowned, "Didn't I ask you to sell it?"

"I can't bear it," Ye Yucheng looked around, "That's the fake news I sent out to disturb you."

"You are so wicked. You are entirely to blame for what you are like now. You deserve it!"

Fu Zhaochen couldn't help scolding Ye Yucheng.

Ye Yucheng said with a smile, "You are right to scold me. I will scold you enough in front of you later."

After speaking, he hung up the phone first.

Fu Zhaochen went out to greet He Yu, "He Yu, do you dare to go with me to meet Ye Yucheng?"

He Yu was dazed for a while, and then said, "Mr. Fu, my dad saved me a child..."

Fu Zhaochen reached out and pinched He Yu's shoulders, "Tsk, you still cherish your life. I am worth more than you? My life is not more valuable than yours?"

He Yu chuckled, "That's wrong. In the face of life, everyone is equal."

Fu Zhaochen sighed and patted He Yu on the shoulder, "Looking at your potential, you can get off work. When I call you at home, I will tell you that I have some entertainment..."