Chapter 23: Borrowing Money

Hearing this, Jiang Hao was silent for a moment before saying, "Brother Wu, my project has already invested billions. If we give Qin's family a few more projects, they might have to mortgage the entire Qin Corporation."

Ye Fengwu's lips curled into a faint smile as he replied, "That's exactly what I want them to do. Qin Corporation has been solely supported by my wife. Since they've decided to discard her and repeatedly bully her, they don't deserve to keep the company."

Jiang Hao laughed, "Got it, leave it to me."

After a moment's hesitation, Ye Fengwu said, "Xiao Hao, lend me some money—100,000 yuan."

"What?" Jiang Hao's tone was one of surprise.

Ye Fengwu's expression darkened as he gritted his teeth, "Are you saying you don't have it?"

Jiang Hao chuckled, "Brother Wu, do you know who Fenghao Real Estate was created for? The entire company, named Fenghao, was a gift for you after your release."

"So, no, I can't lend you money. But how about this: come and take over Fenghao Real Estate tomorrow. Its total assets exceed two billion yuan."

Ye Fengwu, annoyed, retorted, "Cut the crap. I just need 100,000 yuan right now."

Not only did Ye Fengwu lack the leisure to manage a company, but even if he had, he wouldn't waste his time on it.

Jiang Hao sighed, "I'll transfer a few million to you. Just give me an account number."

Ye Fengwu replied, "I don't have a bank account right now. Let's do this in person."

His salary card was lost somewhere in the world.

Though puzzled, Jiang Hao agreed, "Then let's meet tomorrow. I'll host a welcoming party for you."

Ye Fengwu hesitated briefly before saying, "Make it the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow, I'm getting my marriage certificate with my wife."

The certificate matter had already been delayed for a day, so tomorrow Ye Fengwu had to persuade Qin Qinghan to get the certificate.

While Qin Qinghan was cooking, Ye Fengwu squeezed into the small bathroom, took a shower, and changed into the clothes he bought earlier today.

Ye Fengwu had broad shoulders and a physique far more robust than most. The white and gray tracksuit with a hood made him look even more energetic and vibrant.

Little Jing Si, noticing that Ye Fengwu had finally changed out of his camouflage gear, cheerfully exclaimed, "Uncle, you look so handsome!"

At that moment, Qin Qinghan emerged from the kitchen carrying two dishes. Seeing the transformed Ye Fengwu, a slight pause crossed her usually melancholic expression.

Ye Fengwu squatted down, gave Jing Si a kiss on her delicate cheek, and smiled wryly, "Even though Uncle looks this handsome, it still doesn't make your mom smile."

Jing Si's initially joyful face slowly turned somber, and she pouted, "I rarely see Mom smile."

Hearing this, Ye Fengwu felt a pang of sadness. The events of the past had inflicted such a tremendous blow on this poor woman. If it weren't for Jing Si, who knows if she would have made it this far.

Ye Fengwu couldn't have known that ever since he ruined Qin Qinghan's life eight years ago, she not only endured daily mockery but was also treated as an inferior in the Qin family. She had to handle an enormous workload and wasn't even properly compensated.

She still had to face the mortgage and all the expenses for the entire family. Over the years, the pressure had been so great that it made her forget the trauma of the past.

"Let's eat," Qin Qinghan said, placing the dishes on the table and serving rice for Ye Fengwu and Jing Si.

"Dinnertime," Ye Fengwu smiled, lifting Jing Si and placing her in a chair at the table.

Seeing this scene, Qin Qinghan's expression became complicated. If only he wasn't a rapist. If only he had no ulterior motives for being close to her... it would be so much better.

Jing Si... really needed a father, someone who could give her a sense of security.

Ye Fengwu suddenly asked, "Where are your parents?"

Qin Qinghan replied flatly, "Probably playing mahjong."

However, after saying this, she felt a vague worry. Her parents had rarely been home for dinner these past few days. She hoped nothing bad had happened to them.

Ye Fengwu took the bowl of rice Qin Qinghan handed him, about to start eating, but noticed she had only served two bowls, one for him and one for Jing Si.

Puzzled, Ye Fengwu asked, "Aren't you eating?"

Qin Qinghan stroked Jing Si's small face and said, "I'm not feeling well. You two eat. I'll clean up the dishes tomorrow."

With that, she went straight to her room and closed the door.

Staring at the closed door, Ye Fengwu lost his appetite. He could feel Qin Qinghan's pressure, stemming from being kicked out of the Qin family and the future financial burdens.

However, Ye Fengwu wasn't ready to reveal his plans against the Qin family and the money he intended to give her. He sensed Qin Qinghan's resistance towards him, so whether the Qin family's downfall would be a relief or a shock to her was still unknown.

In the dimly lit room, Qin Qinghan leaned against the headboard, holding the ring Ye Fengwu had given her. Even in the faint light, the thumb-sized sapphire shone brightly.

"I should return this to him tomorrow," Qin Qinghan murmured, her eyes narrowing as she inspected the ring under the lamp. She noticed two characters engraved on it: "Ye" and "Que," with a heart shape between them, seemingly deliberately placed.

Frowning, Qin Qinghan thought, "His surname is Ye, but what does Que represent?"

Shaking her head, she placed the ring back in its delicate box, determined to return it to him.

To make a good impression, Ye Fengwu dutifully cleaned all the dishes.

In today's fast-paced city life, many people can't take a break to enjoy their lives. In the past, people worked to survive, but now, they work tirelessly to live better.

Even though Ye Fengwu had cleaned himself thoroughly, he still couldn't enter Qin Qinghan's room that night.

What puzzled and angered him was that Qin Qinghan's parents still hadn't returned. Despite her significant financial stress, they spent every night playing mahjong.

The next morning, Qin Qinghan went out to look for a job.

Originally, Ye Fengwu wanted to stay home and bond with Jing Si, but Qin Qinghan, distrusting him, had taken Jing Si to a place similar to a daycare.

Thus, Ye Fengwu went to find Lin Qiang and the others to inquire about their mission target, a person named Luo Yihuan.

In a luxury hospital's special ward, a young man with a deeply resentful expression lay on the only bed. His eyes were filled with hatred.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the blanket covering him was somewhat unusual because below his knees, there was nothing.

This man was Qin Guangnan's grandson, Qin Fei's son, Qin Shou, whose legs had been crushed by Ye Fengwu.

Qin Guangnan and Qin Zhi sat nearby, both looking grim. The only thing that pleased them was that the big boss of Fenghao Real Estate had called, offering more projects to their family if they could handle them.

"Grandpa, Dad, you must avenge me and kill Ye Fengwu. Make Qin Qinghan's life a living hell," Qin Shou's eyes were filled with intense hatred. He would have to rely on a wheelchair or prosthetics for the rest of his life.

Qin Guangnan loved his only grandson dearly. Seeing him crippled pained him deeply, and he harbored intense hatred for Ye Fengwu and had even blacklisted his own granddaughter, Qin Qinghan.

After a long silence, Qin Guangnan said, "Rest assured, Shou'er. Grandpa knows who did this to you. Whether it's Ye Fengwu or Qin Qinghan, they will both pay dearly."

Qin Fei added, "Your grandpa has already taken action. Qin Qinghan has been kicked out of the Qin Corporation. Today, she has to look for a job. But your grandpa has already spoken to many companies in Haihua City. No matter how capable she is, no one will hire her."

Qin Shou's eyes gleamed with malice as he sneered, "When she's desperate and begging, she'll be forced to marry Zhang Ge. Although Zhang Ge seems gentle on the surface, he's actually a sadist. Even I feel chills thinking about his methods of torturing women."