Upon hearing this, Jiang Hao fell silent for a moment and then said, "Brother Wu, my project has invested over a billion. If we give Qin's family a few more projects, they might have to mortgage the entire Qin Group."
Ye Fengwu slightly curled the corner of his mouth and sneered, "That's exactly what I want them to do. The Qin Group has always been supported by my wife alone. Since they've chosen to betray her, bullying her again and again, they no longer deserve to own the Qin Group."
Jiang Hao laughed, "I understand. Leave it to me."
After a pause, Ye Fengwu hesitated for a moment before asking, "Xiao Hao, lend me some money, about 100,000 yuan."
"What...?" Jiang Hao's tone sounded surprised.
Ye Fengwu's expression darkened, and he gritted his teeth, "Don't tell me you don't have it?"
Jiang Hao smiled wryly, "Brother Wu, do you know who this Fenghao Real Estate is for? The whole company is named Fenghao as a gift for you when you were released from prison."
"Therefore, I don't have any money to lend. But tomorrow, you can come over to take over the whole Fenghao Real Estate. The total assets are over 2 billion."
Ye Fengwu scowled, "Stop talking nonsense, I only need 100,000 for now."
Not to mention that Ye Fengwu had no intention of managing a company—if he had the time, he wouldn't waste it on that either.
Jiang Hao reluctantly said, "I'll transfer you a few million, you can use it for now. Just send me your account details."
Ye Fengwu replied, "I don't have a bank account right now. Let's do it in person."
Ye Fengwu's salary card was probably at some corner of the world, for all he knew.
Jiang Hao, though confused, still replied, "Then I'll just come over tomorrow to welcome you."
Ye Fengwu hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's do it the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow, I'm going to get the marriage certificate with my wife."
The matter of getting the certificate had already been delayed for a day, so Ye Fengwu was determined to persuade Qin Qinghan to go tomorrow.
While Qin Qinghan was busy cooking, Ye Fengwu took the opportunity to sneak into the narrow bathroom for a shower and changed into the clothes he had bought earlier that day.
Ye Fengwu had broad shoulders and a much more muscular physique than most people, so when he put on a white-gray hoodie tracksuit, it made him look even more energetic.
When Jing Si, the little girl, saw that Ye Fengwu had changed out of his camouflage clothes, she smiled sweetly, "Uncle, you look so handsome!"
At that moment, Qin Qinghan walked out of the kitchen with two plates of food. When she saw Ye Fengwu, her eyes paused slightly, showing a hint of surprise.
Ye Fengwu crouched down and kissed Jing Si's delicate little face, smiling wryly, "Even if Uncle is this handsome, I still can't make your mom smile."
Jing Si's face, which had been smiling, slowly turned serious, and she pouted, "I don't see mommy smile much."
Upon hearing this, Ye Fengwu felt a pang in his heart. How much pain must that poor woman have endured since that incident eight years ago? If it weren't for Jing Si, who knew if she could have held on this long?
Ye Fengwu didn't realize that ever since Qin Qinghan was wronged by him eight years ago, she had been living in ridicule, not only from those around her but even from the Qin family. She was treated as inferior, had to bear a heavy workload, and often wasn't paid properly.
She had to deal with a mortgage and all the living expenses of her family. These years, the pressure on her had made her forget her suffering from the past.
"Let's eat," Qin Qinghan said, putting the dishes on the table and starting to serve rice for Ye Fengwu and Jing Si.
"Let's eat," Ye Fengwu smiled and then gently lifted Jing Si, placing her on a chair at the table.
This scene made Qin Qinghan's expression become complicated. How nice would it be if he weren't a criminal? How nice would it be if his proximity to her had no ulterior motives?
Jing Si... really needed a father, one who could provide her with a sense of security.
Ye Fengwu suddenly asked, "Where are your parents?"
Qin Qinghan replied flatly, "They should be playing Mahjong."
However, after saying this, she felt a tinge of worry. Her parents rarely stayed out for several days without coming home for dinner. She hoped nothing bad had happened.
Ye Fengwu took the rice Qin Qinghan served him and was about to eat when he noticed she had only served two bowls—one for herself and one for Jing Si.
He raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you eating?"
Qin Qinghan gently stroked Jing Si's small face and said, "I'm not feeling well. You two eat, I'll clean up the dishes tomorrow."
After saying that, Qin Qinghan went into her room and closed the door.
Staring at the closed door, Ye Fengwu suddenly lost his appetite. He could feel the pressure Qin Qinghan was under, pressure that came from being thrown out of the Qin family and from the burden of future living expenses.
But Ye Fengwu wasn't ready to tell her about his plans to deal with the Qin family and how he would help her financially because he sensed her resistance. Whether the destruction of the Qin family would be a surprise or a shock to her was still uncertain.
In the dimly lit room, Qin Qinghan leaned against the bedhead, holding the ring Ye Fengwu had given her. Even under the weak light, the sapphire on the ring still gleamed brightly.
"Maybe I should return it to him tomorrow," Qin Qinghan muttered to herself. Suddenly, her gaze sharpened as she held the ring under the lamp to inspect it more closely. She noticed two Chinese characters engraved on it: "Ye" and "Que," with a heart-shaped symbol between them. It seemed deliberate.
Qin Qinghan furrowed her brows and thought, "His surname is Ye, but what does 'Que' represent?"
Soon after, she shook her head and placed the ring back into its exquisite box. After all, she was going to return it to him.
To leave a good impression on Qin Qinghan, Ye Fengwu wisely washed all the dishes.
In today's fast-paced urban life, many people cannot stop to rest and enjoy life. In the past, people worked to survive, but now they work to live better.
That night, even though Ye Fengwu had showered and smelled good, he still couldn't enter Qin Qinghan's room.
What puzzled and angered him was that Qin Qinghan's parents still hadn't returned. With Qin Qinghan's financial pressure so high, her parents were still out playing Mahjong every night.
The next morning, Qin Qinghan went out to look for a job.
Ye Fengwu had originally planned to stay home and bond with Jing Si, but since Qin Qinghan clearly didn't trust him, she sent Jing Si to a place like a daycare.
Thus, Ye Fengwu had no choice but to go find Lin Qiang and ask them about the mission, specifically regarding Luo Yihuang.
In a VIP room of a high-end hospital, the only bed was occupied by a very disheveled young man, his eyes full of intense hatred. Upon closer inspection, the blanket covering him seemed odd, because the lower half of his body was completely empty.
This was Qin Guangnan's grandson, Qin Fei's son, Qin Shou—the man whose legs had been crushed by Ye Fengwu.
Qin Guangnan and Qin Zhi were both sitting beside him, their faces looking grim. The only good news was that the big boss of Fenghao Real Estate had called today, wanting to offer the Qin family more projects as long as they could take them on.
"Grandpa, Dad, you have to avenge me. Kill Ye Fengwu and make that bitch Qin Qinghan wish she were dead," Qin Shou's eyes were filled with venom as he spoke. He would have to live his life in a wheelchair or with prosthetics from now on.
Qin Guangnan doted on his only grandson, and the sight of Qin Shou's legs being ruined pained him more than anything. He hated Ye Fengwu with every bone in his body, and even his granddaughter Qin Qinghan had been blacklisted by him because of it.
After a long time, Qin Guangnan finally spoke, "Don't worry, Shou'er. Grandpa knows who did this to you. Whether it's Ye Fengwu or Qin Qinghan, I'll make sure they pay dearly."
Qin Fei also added, "Your grandfather has already made his move. Qin Qinghan has been kicked out of the Qin family, and today, she's going to look for a job. Your grandfather has already contacted several companies in Haifa City. No matter how outstanding she is, none of them will hire her."
Qin Shou's eyes glinted with a sinister light as he gritted his teeth, "When she has nowhere to turn, she'll beg Grandpa to marry her off to Zhang Ge. Zhang Ge may appear gentle, but he's a pervert. The way he tortures women makes even me shudder."