Chapter 29:

Ye Qiuting was really scared. He thought that Ye Hansheng was the same as last time and kept him in the garage for two days. But when he saw a plate of fine needles brought by the bodyguard, he finally realized that Ye Hansheng really did not intend to let him go.
The thin needles on the tray reflected a faint cold light in the pale light of the underground garage, and his scalp exploded.
He knew that Ye Hansheng was mad, and he had been forced to be sent to a mental hospital by his father, but he didn't know that Ye Hansheng could be so mad.
Gritting his teeth, Ye Qiuting said with a pale face, "Father will not let you go if he knows."
Ye Hansheng looked down at him condescendingly, his expression unchanged. He just picked up a sharp and slender needle randomly from the tray, and then stuck his face into the back of his hand little by little.
The needle didn't penetrate half of the skin and flesh, and it stuck to the bone before stopping, Ye Qiuting yelled and cursed in pain. Cold sweat on the forehead, half painful, usually scared.
Ye Hansheng didn't notice it. He kept holding one hand, pinching another one, and piercing it in without blinking.
Within a few minutes, Ye Qiuting had already had ten needles stuck in the back of his hand. His painful face was distorted, but he did not dare to continue insulting.
He was really frightened by Ye Han's voice.
This person is sitting in a wheelchair like this, his eyes are gloomy, his black pupils are like a bottomless abyss, he doesn't blink his eyes when he pierces the needle into the back of his hand. This is not a person, but an ogre devil.
Ye Qiuting was almost frightened, but Ye Hansheng still didn't let him go. He wanted to deepen the pain and fear in Ye Qiuting's heart, so that he would not dare to have the thought of being gentle in his life.
Another thin needle pierced the back of his hand, Ye Qiuting's expression was dull, already numb with pain, and that hand seemed to have lost all consciousness. However, Ye Hansheng did not let go this time. He pressed the thin needle with his fingertips and twisted it bit by bit. The sharp needle could not penetrate the hard bones, but could pass through the soft tendons between the back of the hand. , The needle pierced the back of the hand and came out from the palm, and the needle pierced Ye Hansheng's fingertips too hard. The blood ran down the needles, but he didn't even frown. Only a pair of dark and gloomy eyes firmly caught Ye Qiuting, and said slowly and gloomily: "Remember today. If you dare to move him again, I will I want you to taste a thousand times more pain than today."
He straightened up, took the handkerchief handed by the bodyguard and slowly wiped the blood on his fingers, his eyes swept over the scared little star who was holding his head, raised his chin, and said coldly: "Go over and watch with wide eyes. "
The little star trembled and dared not look. The two bodyguards had already caught her, dragged the person over and threw them beside Ye Qiuting, commanding gruffly: "Open your eyes and watch!"
The little star could only open her eyes tremblingly. Ye Qiuting was lying on the ground like a dead dog. Both hands were pressed by the bodyguards. There were already a dozen dazzling needles in her right hand. She panicked and wanted to remove it subconsciously. Eyes and corners of his eyes caught a glimpse of the indifferent man in the wheelchair, he could only grit his teeth and turn his head back a little bit stiffly.
"Continue." The ghostly voice rang again, and Ye Han faintly commanded, "No one is allowed."
The bodyguard got an order and picked up a thin needle, piercing all of them into Ye Qiuting's hands.
When the tray finally became empty, Ye Qiuting didn't need to be pressed by anyone, and stopped moving. The pain in his body was no more than the psychological fear. His psychological defense completely collapsed, his eyes widened, and he fell on the ground like a fool. at every turn.
The little star faced him face to face, and she saw with her own eyes how the bodyguard put the needle into Ye Qiuting's hand. This was even more terrifying than it was when she stabbed her. With a pale face, her lips trembled for a while, and she crawled. He threw himself in front of Ye Hansheng, and pleaded, "President Ye, I know that I was wrong, I really know that I was wrong, please forgive me, I dare not, it was Ye Shao who asked me to do it, and I will never Dare..."
Ye Hansheng looked at him in disgust, and said coldly: "Let's go."
The six sturdy bodyguards who followed surrounded him and walked out. Ye Qiuting and Xiaoxing were thrown into the garage, and the pale light was even more gloomy. The little star slumped on the ground, and I don't know how long it was before Ye Qiuting on the ground moved and struggled to get up.
His face was white like a ghost, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes full of fear suddenly shrank when he saw the little star. He didn't know where the strength came from. He stumbled to his feet and kicked the little star. On the chest of the star, he cursed with hatred: "You are the female cousin who harmed me!"
The little star fell to the ground unexpectedly and was kicked. Ye Qiuting pulled the wound on his hand. With a painful twitch, his entire face was twisted and wrinkled, but he wanted to vent his hatred and fear even more crazily.
He was frightened by Ye Han’s sound and dared not retaliate against Ye Han’s sound, so he vented all his anger on the little star, with red eyes, he panted heavily, and reluctantly pulled out the needle from the back of his hand, and pierced it indiscriminately. Star body.
The little star screamed in pain, and the two started to fight in the underground garage...
Ye Hansheng no longer cared about the situation in the underground garage. He brought Ye Qiuting over. The first is to give a tooth for a tooth, to avenge Wenrun, and the second is to make Ye Qiuting remember firmly that people who dare to touch him must also weigh and weigh whether the price he can bear.
Now his goal has been achieved.
Although he had no intention of involving Wen Run in the fight between him and the Ye family, he only cared about such a few people, making him indifferent to Wen Run and pretending he didn't care that he couldn't do it. In this case, as long as he treats Wen Run well, The Ye family will find out sooner or later. What he can do is kill the chickens and curse the monkeys, so that the Ye family are jealous, and they dare not move warmly.
Asking the bodyguard to push himself upstairs, Ye Hansheng squeezed the hand sanitizer to wash his hands seriously. The round wound on the belly of the finger no longer bleeds. He dried his hands and went to the bedroom to change into a casual style shirt and trousers. Without a tie, he put a light brown vest and vest over the shirt, and then put on a coat of the same color.
I turned to the mirror and took a photo. The man in the mirror frowned, and there was still unresolved hostility on his face. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows again, squeezing out a stiff smile to make sure that his expression was not too scary, and that he was dressed appropriately and not showing old age before letting the bodyguard drive him out.
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When Wen Run came out of the building after recording the show, it was already dark. One of the two assistants took what he was holding and the other handed him warm honey water. Wen Run took a sip of his throat and smiled: "After waiting so long and working hard, go to eat first and then return to the hotel?" He looked at Zheng Xuan after consulting.
Zheng Xuan nodded and asked the assistant to drive the car. Zheng Xuan's cell phone rang while waiting for the car. He answered the phone and said a few words. After hanging up, he whispered to Wen Run, "Zong Ye came to C city on a business trip and happened to be nearby. He remembered the last time and thought Please have a meal."
Wen Run was slightly surprised, and there was a little secret joy in his heart. He didn't expect to meet him so by chance, so he smiled and agreed.
The assistant drove the car over, Zheng Xuan gave an address, and the four of them went over together.
It has been more than a month since the two met last time.
After the last needle hiding incident, many friends called to express their condolences. Only Ye Hansheng didn’t even have a message. Wenrun was a little bit lost. Thinking about the previous few contacts, did he just deal with it on the surface, but did not actually treat him in his heart. Be a friend. Then he thought about how busy Ye Hansheng was, and maybe he didn't know what was happening on the Internet, so he pressed him down again after a little loss. Unexpectedly, after so long, he still remembered.
Wen Run thought, he was too busy before.
When I saw someone in the hotel, Wen Run was even more sure of his guess when he saw his slightly thinner, more angular face. Sure enough, I was too busy, maybe I haven't eaten and rested properly. Wen Run glanced at him quietly, thinking like an old mother in her heart, but on her face, she greeted Ye Hansheng with a good manner and politeness.
He waited for Ye Qiuting's resolution before coming to see him. Ye Hansheng couldn't move his eyes as soon as he fell on him, forcing himself to look away. Ye Hansheng coughed softly and asked warmly: "The two new assistants are still used to it. ?"
Wen Run nodded. Both assistants are very attentive and experienced. He knows some of the methods and unspoken rules in the circle, and takes good care of him, and reminds him of the details of the problem that he sometimes does not notice.
Although he was reluctant to speak, he was more stable.
Ye Hansheng's expression eased again, "Nothing like that will happen again in the future."
He used a pun, but Wen Run didn't know the meaning of the latent layer, but he bent his eyes and nodded vigorously, "Well, I will pay attention myself."
Wen Run also reflected on herself afterwards, and felt that she was still not sufficiently vigilant. This was the first time a fan came to visit the class. He was just happy, and he had to see it personally when he received a gift, but he forgot to guard against others. As a result, Liu Feng was hurt.
Knowing that she lacked experience in many places, Wen Run simply followed the advice of the two assistants. Even if she was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, she quickly adapted.
Ye Hansheng looked at him, and felt relieved that there was no haze on his face.
The three of them had a meal, and Ye Hansheng had no reason to stay, so he bid farewell to Wenrun and left.
Ye Hansheng went back to city b that night, but Ye Qiuting and the little star kept locked in the garage for two days before letting them go.
After seven or eight days passed in a calm and calm manner, Ye Hansheng did not expect Ye Hansheng, and Ye Mao called him, his voice implied anger.
"Get me back right away!"
Ye Hansheng didn't want to bother at first. He always didn't like to go back to the Ye Family's old house, but he was in a good mood that day, and suddenly he wanted to take a good look at the angry faces of these people.
The Ye family became more angry. The happier he is.
Ye Hansheng finished the company's business, and at 7 or 8 o'clock in the evening, he asked the driver to take him to the old house of the Ye family.
This old house was brightly lit, Ye Maokai sat in the main seat, Qiu Jihe and his children sat on the side. Ye Qiuting was also there, his face was still pale, he seemed to have never recovered from the torture, his hands wrapped in bandages, and he sat blankly beside his mother. Qiu Jihe hugged him with a sad expression.
Ye Hansheng turned the wheelchair and walked in slowly. Looking lightly across Ye Qiuting, he saw his body shake, hiding behind Qiu Jihe, and the smile on his face increased.
When Ye Maokai saw this scene, his face sank, and pointed at him and cursed: "Fuck! How did you treat your own brother like this?"
Ye Hansheng sneered with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, but the rare thing was not angry, but coldly sneered: "I don't remember when my mother gave me a younger brother."
Ye Mao choked and stared at him for a long time before yelling "jerk"!
Sitting aside, Qiu Jihe sobbed and looked at Ye Han's voice with tears, "Hansheng, I know you have always misunderstood your father and me, but Qiuting is your brother after all. If he did something wrong, you can tell me. How could you torture him so cruelly?"
One sentence evoked the most taboo past of the father and son, and first took the fault to his son, Qiu Jihe reluctantly finished questioning, and cried silently in his arms.
Ye Mao's anger was immediately provoked, and he picked up the tea cup at hand and threw it at him, "Don't admit your brother and mother!"
Ye Hansheng steered the wheelchair to avoid, but he didn't hit him.
He was surprised, "You called me back somehow, what's wrong with me?"
Ye Mao shivered with anger, and Ye Qiurii on one side poured him a cup of tea to soothe him, but his eyes were cold and his voice was soft and judicious: "My little brother went to C city, and he hurt his hand when he came back. At that time, the eldest brother was also in C city?"
Ye Han let out a faint "um" and looked at Ye Qiuting, "Do you think I did it?"
"Who else could you be?!" Ye Maokai said angrily again.
Ye Hansheng smiled, eyes fixed on Ye Qiuting, and asked faintly: "Is your hand hurt?"
Ye Qiuting shook, subconsciously wanting to say yes, but when he met his dark gaze, he thought that that day he tortured him like a devil, that little courage in his heart immediately disappeared. Ye Qiuting curled up his shoulders, afraid to look at him, and shook his head slowly, saying no.
Ye Hansheng turned around, smiling at Ye Maokai.
Ye Maokai's complexion suddenly became a little stunned. When the youngest son came back, he was tortured and lost his shape. He hurriedly sent him to the hospital. When he came back, his wife cried and cried and made him want to avenge his son. It was mentioned that Ye Hansheng was also in City C. He thought that the last time he had detained his little son for two days, he took it for granted that Ye Hansheng did it this time.
Who knows it's not.
Ye Maokai glared at Qiu Jihe complainingly, and couldn't lower his face to say that he was wrong. He could only stalk his neck and said, "Since I have said it clearly, then forget about it. It's not early today, so you can rest at home. That's right. Follow me to the company tomorrow."
Ye Hansheng knew his style well, and when he heard the words, he only said coldly: "Forget it." When the words fell, he turned and went out.
"You really don't care about the Ye family? This is Ye Family's century-old foundation!" Ye Mao said angrily behind him.
This son was clever since he was a child and was raised by his grandfather. It used to be his pride. But after the car accident, he was separated from him, and he was once ill and wanted to kill his relatives. He was extremely disgusted and annoyed with this son, so he ignored him in recent years, but now Ye's has a problem. Many shareholders complained secretly, and he thought of his abandoned son again.
He thought that Ye Hansheng would readily agree, but in any case did not expect that he would refuse.
Ye Han's voice didn't stop for a while, only a faint voice came, "Why can't Ye clan fail with me?"
He calmly waited for the driver to open the door and got into the car. I haven't looked back once during this period.
Ye Mao leaned back in anger, but helpless.
Seeing that his face was not good, Qiu Jihe didn't dare to say anything more. He winked at his daughter, so he made an excuse to send his son upstairs to rest. The mother and son hid in the room to discuss.
As soon as the door was closed, Qiu Jihe angrily swept the vase on the table to the ground, and looked at his shrinking son with a hatred of iron and steel, "What happened to you just now? Even if he did not do it, you have to kill him. Do it! How do I usually teach you?!"
Ye Qiuting shrank, his face pale and his eyes wandering.
Ye Qiurui took her to sit down. Instead, she was not so angry about what happened just now. She just said with some worry: "Mom, don't you think Ye Hansheng is different from before?"
"He won't get better, will he?"
Qiu Jihe was taken aback, the anger on his face disappeared, showing some anxiety. She still remembers the scene when Ye Hansheng rushed into the old house with a knife to kill someone. She also bought the doctor, and put Ye Hansheng the hat of grief and excessive mental disorder. Ye Maokai was so angry that she really sent the person to a psychiatric hospital for treatment under her scolding.
Qiu Jihe went to see it once, and there were all lunatics inside. Even if it's not mentally ill, if you go in for a while, you will be crazy.
really. Later, even though Ye Hansheng was picked up, he was also abolished. I heard that he still received psychological treatment for a long time. Every time he came to the old house over the years, his mood would be very violent, and she would fan the flames in the middle, and it was common for the father and son to fight.
However, this time, Ye Hansheng seemed to be calmer. Even Ye Maokai mentioned the dead Gu Siyu, but he didn't see him go crazy.
Thinking of what Ye Maokai said, Qiu Jihe was worried. This was not the situation she wanted to see.
Ye Hansheng suddenly felt refreshed when he came out of the old house. He felt that he used to be stubborn, and it was enough to watch the Ye family jump. Why should he get involved himself.
With a smile on his face, he tapped his finger on the wheelchair armrest, and whispered, "Poke out the matter of Zhong Ling raising his lover outside."
Zhong Ling is Ye Qiurii's husband. He has no abilities, but he gave birth to a good skin, and he would coax people, especially Ye Qiurii. Ye Qiurui had a deep heart for this husband.
If she knew that Zhong Ling was supporting her lover on her back, she would have raised more than one, and she didn't know what her expression would be.