Divorced, still making trouble?

"It has been found out that Ji Mingzhe is the core person in charge of those money laundering projects, and the other party has found someone to take his place."

Qiu Ye repeatedly read the message sent by He Wenyuan several times, but in the end he couldn't hold back his temper and slammed the phone down.

boom! ! !

The phone hit the wall with a loud bang.

The cat frowned in fright, and screamed in a very thin voice. At the same time, the four claws broke free from Qiu Ye's arms, leaving only four bloody scratches on the owner.

Ji Mingzhe's eyelashes trembled, and he also raised his eyes, just in time to meet Qiu Ye who stood up.

A few meters away, Ji Mingzhe saw that there was no trace of emotion in Qiu Ye's eyes except for the piercing coldness. At this moment, the killing intent on the other side was deeper than when he was in the hospital.

Ji Mingzhe looked at him for a while, and couldn't help but look away first.

But Qiu Ye came over and still stared at him condescendingly, Ji Mingzhe could hear his strenuously suppressed breathing, and could also see the bulging blue blood vessels on his clenched fist.

He thought it would not be long before this person could not help but slap his fist on his face, but no, after a long time, Qiu Ye turned and walked outside without saying a word.

"Where are you going?" Ji Mingzhe grabbed his arm.

Qiu Ye turned his head and said coldly, "Let go, you'd better stay away from me now."

Unmoved, Ji Mingzhe grabbed his hand and said, "If you want to sleep, sleep here."

Qiu Ye laughed angrily, "Ji Mingzhe, aren't you afraid that I can't help but kill you in the middle of the night?"

"Sleep here." Ji Mingzhe didn't answer, but insisted.

After persisting for a while, Qiu Ye shook off Ji Mingzhe's hand, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, he threw off the quilt and went to bed covered in cold moisture. Ji Mingzhe waited for him to lie down, then reached out and turned off the light.

The room fell into darkness, and the moonlight outside poured in like quicksilver, vaguely outlining two figures lying flat on the bed, they were obviously sleeping in the same bed, but there was a distance of two fists between them, as if an insurmountable barrier chasm.

After one month, the huge economic case that Mingyuan Group was involved in finally came to an end temporarily, and the two senior executives in the company admitted all the culpability.

And Mingyuan Group was required to suspend business for rectification, followed by huge fines and compensation.

Ji Haodong had already given up on the group, and without relying on him, Ji Mingzhe would not be able to afford the huge expense, but Qiu Ye could fill this hole if he sold his new company.

But in this way, his four years of hard work will be ruined. The most important thing is that if he fills this hole, Ji Haodong and Ji Mingzhe will definitely find out what he did in secret. If the other party knows that he has been uneasy these few years If there is no point, he may be silenced immediately and lose the chance of revenge forever.

"No matter what, you can't act rashly."

Qiu Ye gritted his teeth, listened to He Wenyuan's instructions, and let out a muffled hum.

"Your father won't blame you," He Wenyuan sighed on the phone, then remembered something and asked, "I heard that the Qiu family is looking for you, you..."

"Uncle, I will not accept the Qiu family's help." Qiu Ye said.

He Wenyuan didn't say anything else, just sighed again, and just about to comfort Qiu Ye, Qiu Ye suddenly called out, "Uncle."

"Yes." He Wenyuan responded.

Qiu Ye opened his mouth, hesitant to speak while holding the phone, but after a few seconds of silence, he said, "It's all right."

He Wenyuan didn't seem to notice his hesitation, and said, "Alright then, I will find a way to contact you again if I have news."

Qiu Ye answered and hung up the phone, and then lay on the guardrail beside the terrace to smoke a cigarette. He actually had a question in his mind. He pondered for several days and wanted to ask He Wenyuan, but in the end he still didn't ask.

In order not to be discovered by Ji's father and son, his uncle He Wenyuan has been helping to manage the power he cultivated.

When the Mingyuan Group had an accident, he asked his uncle to help him find out what happened inside, but He Wenyuan didn't find out for several days.

But later, when he asked the other party to check whether Ji Mingzhe was involved in this incident, his uncle gave back the result within two or three hours that night.

It stands to reason that Zha Jimingzhe's participation in the crime should be more troublesome than what happened to the company.

Qiu Ye felt a little strange, but He Wenyuan was his own uncle, the person who treated him the best in the world and the person he trusted the most, even if he just asked the reason, it would be disrespectful to his uncle.

In the end, Qiu Ye could only attribute the problem to the ineffectiveness of his subordinates' initial investigation.

"Sir, does Young Master Qiu have suspicions about you?" In a small farmyard dozens of miles away, a man respectfully asked He Wenyuan who was sitting at a stone table making tea.

He Wenyuan picked out a tea stalk floating on the water with a bamboo stick, and said with a smile, "No, I have cultivated his trust in me bit by bit since I was a child. He doubts anyone and will not doubt me. Xiao Ye is an obedient person. good boy."

Even if he had doubts, after he gave Qiu Ye so many psychological hints from childhood to adulthood, Qiu Ye would first feel disgusted because he doubted his uncle, and would feel a strong sense of guilt, then give up doubting, and might even take the initiative to ask him for help. Confess your mistake.

At this moment, Qiu Ye didn't know what kind of horrible pervert his uncle, who was once a very powerful psychologist, was.

Mingyuan Group finally embarked on the established ending of bankruptcy.

On the day when the company building was taken away by the bank and the logo of Mingyuan Group was removed, Qiu Ye stood outside the building, smoking one cigarette after another, feeling extremely depressed.

Seeing his father's life's hard work ruined, but he can't do anything, this feeling is tantamount to the pain of Ling Chi.

His eyes were reddened uncontrollably.

Footsteps came from behind, Qiu Ye didn't turn his head, but he knew that Ji Mingzhe was watching him from behind.

"Do you know what the most regretful thing I've ever done is?" Qiu Ye wiped his face and said suddenly.

Ji Mingzhe looked at his back and said nothing.

"The thing I regret most in my life is that I once reached out to you, and I regret it every time I think about it." Qiu Ye turned around and said.

His voice was very calm, without the usual anger, but every word stabbed into Ji Mingzhe's chest like a knife.

Ji Mingzhe clenched his hand under the cuff suddenly.

"Why did you let me meet you? Why did you bump into me?"

Qiu Ye asked and walked slowly to Ji Mingzhe, looked straight into his trembling eyes full of hatred, and then smiled cruelly, "At the beginning your mother died, and your father didn't want you, so you were abducted by someone Living a life that would be worse than death, but now I hope that you didn't escape from that person, so that we wouldn't meet each other, and everyone would be better off..."

"Stop it!" Ji Mingzhe suddenly roared in a hoarse voice, and slammed his fist at Qiu Ye's face, but his body did not recover, and Qiu Ye easily blocked the punch.

Qiu Ye grabbed Ji Mingzhe's wrist and moved closer to him, his voice was so gentle that it was almost a whisper.

He said, "Ji Mingzhe, you shouldn't have escaped."