Chapter 71:

His eyes were full of mockery and hatred, Ye Han's sharp eyes were like a sharp knife, peeling away the dirt hidden under the light surface layer by layer. Ye Mao opened his eyes wide, his chest was violently ups and downs, and the heavy gasping sound revealed a heavy twilight.
Straighten his back again and move away from him. Ye Hansheng even calmly smoothed out the wrinkles on his medical suit, and then helped him press the call bell on the bedside, "You must take care of your body..." He whispered, "Repay the debt you owed." It’s not over yet, the show has just started, you have to live a long time."
Ye Hansheng turned the wheelchair back a bit, and said to Yu Biao, who was guarding aside: "Let's go, I will see Ye Dong next time."
Yu Biao was forced to watch a big show, and when he heard the words, he pushed him out quickly. The boss's secretive listening was too much, but it was no good.
"You stop!" Seeing him seeing himself as nothing, Ye Qiuri's face turned pale, blocking the door and questioning: "Did Zhong Ling go to you?"
She said why Zhong Ling's wimpy suddenly found a good lawyer, and so courageously insisted on the divorce and quickly left the country, it turned out that Ye Hansheng intervened.
Slowly dusting the non-existent dust on the shirt, Ye Hansheng looked at her with cold and heavy eyes, he seemed to smile, "He came to me, the divorce lawyer I asked him for him." He knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair, and Ye Han said in a gentle voice: "He is now in the U.S. He heard that he can’t afford to eat but can only live on the streets. Would you like me to send you to reunite with him? If two people are together, maybe you don’t have to sleep on the street."
Ye Qiurui felt cold and stepped back two steps horrified by his eyes. Although he was smiling, his smile looked so vicious, as if the evil spirit climbing up from the eighteenth would tear off the hypocritical human skin at any time, pounce on her and take the Ye Family apart and eat it.
"My business, you don't need to worry about it." Ye Qiurii let the door open and moved closer to the bed. Ye Hansheng glanced at her mockingly and motioned for Yu Biao to leave.
Everything in the ward was left behind by him. He clearly saw that the Ye family was about to be punished, but he was not as happy as he imagined. The past of the Ye Family was like a poisonous vine entwined with him day and night, sucking blood, causing him pain. But now he cut the vine with his own hands, but there was only endless irritability and nausea.
There was a suffocating breath in his chest, and he couldn't get up and down. Ye Hansheng beat the handrail irritably, faster and faster, to suppress the emotions on the verge of losing control.
The suffocating breath made him just want to destroy something to vent his irritability. The phone in his pocket rang abruptly at this moment, Ye Hansheng's thoughts were interrupted, and he took out the phone. On the screen was a WeChat sent by Wenrun.
[The assistant bought me flower cakes today, it tastes very good. I sent you two boxes to the company, remember to check it=3=]
After the text, he also posted a self-portrait of himself biting a flower cake. In the photo, Wenrun was still wearing a costume, smiling brows and eyes, and small dimples on his cheeks were looming. I don’t know if it’s because of the fact that he was one year older, his youthful spirit was much lighter than when he first saw him, and he already looked like a handsome young man.
But no matter what he looked like, Ye Hansheng could soften his heart at a glance.
When he approached the screen and touched the young man in the photo, the depression in Ye Hansheng's chest dissipated a little bit. He was like a beam of light that suddenly broke into his world. He was kind and warm. Whenever he suppressed the darkness in his heart, he was always ready to move. Be able to appear in time and use the warmest words to pull him back to the world.
Save the photo, Ye Hansheng returned a message to him: [OK. Pay attention to your body when filming. /Kiss]
After receiving the reply, Wen Run rubbed the tips of some hot ears, and returned a kiss expression. Then the two ate the remaining flower cakes, wiped their hands and went on filming again.
After Ye Hansheng left, the ward fell into a deadly silence.
Ye Maokai half leaned against the head of the bed, letting the nurse examine him with a dull expression. Ye Hansheng's face seemed to be shaking in front of him, and that young face was full of hatred and disgust for him. Looking at him, he looked like a fierce beast, wishing to bite a few blood holes in him.
The blood in his body cooled down a little bit, and Ye Maokai felt the hatred of his elder son for the first time so strongly.
He always thought that the contradiction between him and Ye Hansheng was because he was too young and too black and white. When he gets older and starts a family, he will understand the common problems of men and the nature of father and son. He is still a member of the Ye family after all.
He will understand how stupid it is to compete with a living person because of a dead person and give up this huge Ye Family.
But today Ye Hansheng personally tore open the last layer of window paper between the two. He plainly told him that not only did he not let go of his mother's death, he was not only planning to avenge his enemies, but he also hated his biological father and the Ye family.
Ye Family and even Ye Family, he didn't plan to let it go.
Ye Mao snorted openly and muttered to himself: "You will regret it..."
Seeing that he looked abnormal, Ye Qiurui stepped forward carefully, poured a glass of warm water and passed it, "Dad, don't be angry, eldest brother, he was originally like this—"
Before she could finish her words, Ye Maokai suddenly knocked the water glass down. The water glass was torn apart and water drops splashed all over the ground. Ye Maokai sternly asked, "Did you know it already?"
Ye Qiurui's expression was slightly stiff, and she quickly concealed her past, and reluctantly smiled: "Dad, what are you talking about? I don't understand..."
Ye Maokai pushed her away and sneered: "You knew it a long time ago, and you helped that hide from me? Okay, well, you are really Ye Maokai's good daughter!!"
He stared fiercely at his stiff-looking daughter, his heart grew more resentful, and gritted his teeth and said: "Does Qiu Ting also know? You all conceal it--" He suddenly stopped, and suddenly remembered Ye Hansheng's words.
"You have no son anymore..."
"They rolled on your back with you a year before Ye Qiuting was born..."
One year before birth... Ye Qiuting...
Ye Maokai slowly widened his eyes, and turned his head a little bit to look at Ye Qiurui, who was full of guilty conscience. A possibility slowly emerged in his heart...
Ye Maokai suddenly covered his chest, curled up in pain, and made a heavy gasp in his throat.
Ye Qiurui thought he was reminded of his mother's derailment and was stimulated again, and anxiously stepped forward to comfort him, but was pushed away by Ye Maokai again. With a distorted face and red eyes, he picked up the vase on the table and threw it at her, and said in hatred, "Go away, get out of here!!"
Ye Qiurui dodged it, and the vase fell to pieces after a bang. She glanced at the broken tiles on the ground in fear, and slowly backed away, still comforting her mouth: "Dad, I will go now, don't be angry, I will go now..."
"roll!"
Ye Maokai panted heavily, fumbled to find the medicine bottle on the table, poured a few pills, swallowed it, and the fast unbalanced heartbeat calmed down.
After breathing well, Ye Mao took his mobile phone and called his secretary.
The secretary rushed to the ward after an hour. The smashed messy ward has been cleaned up again, and the previous disputes are not visible at all. The secretary bowed his head respectfully and stood in front of the hospital bed, "Ye Dong, what's your order?"
Ye Mao leaned against the head of the bed, his face was haggard again, and his temples were aching, but nowadays, apart from himself, there is no one else to trust.
"How is the company?"
The secretary glanced at him embarrassedly, hesitating whether to say.
"I want to listen to the truth." Ye Mao gave him a cold look and said in a deep voice.
"Not so good." The secretary did not dare to look at her. "There is a gap in Ruimao's funds. Director Ye is thinking of ways to raise funds."
Ruimao is Ye’s largest project at present. It has been developed for more than two years. According to the original plan, Ruimao is going to be the largest shopping mall in City B. A lot of money has been invested in the preliminary design and bidding, and the shopping mall has also been built. Halfway through, now Ye's had a problem midway, and it was too late to withdraw. You can only bite the bullet and raise funds, and the funds can be returned as soon as the project is completed.
Ye Mao opened and closed his eyes. Suddenly there was a feeling of fatigue, and his eyelids drooped with excitement. He asked, "How is Director Ye's performance in the company?"
The secretary looked at his face carefully, but couldn't guess what he wanted to hear, so he could only cautiously say: "The board seems to be dissatisfied."
Ye Mao shook his face, but didn't know what expression to make. Among the four children, the most capable is Ye Hansheng, followed by Ye Qiurii. But Ye Qiurui is eager for quick success, lacks courage and is too short-sighted, he has never been optimistic.
The heir he has always been most favored is Ye Hansheng.
But at this point, it doesn't seem to matter who will take over the Ye family. He vaguely understood that if Ye Hansheng were the controller behind Hansi Real Estate, he would definitely not let Ye clan go.
Besides, now except Ye Qiurii, no one can take over Ye's. He swallowed the original words back, and did not mention the replacement of Ye Qiurii. Ye Maokai talked about another thing, "You find someone to go to the prison, find a way to get Ye Qiuting's DNA, and then send it for a paternity test."
"No matter what method you use, be fast."
The secretary's heart beat, and cold sweat came out from behind. He did not expect that Ye Maokai suddenly called him to do such a thing. Although he was heavily dependent on Ye Maokai, it was all at work, and Zhou Xu used to do this kind of private affairs.
But Zhou Xu is dead.
The secretary agreed with sweat. Seeing that Ye Maokai had no other instructions, he hurriedly left the ward. Looking at the blue sky outside, the secretary let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had to find a home as soon as possible.
Seeing Ye's swaying wind and rain, Ye Maokai even confessed such things to him, he didn't want to follow Zhou Xu's footsteps.
The secretary helped a little, and after getting Ye Qiuting's hair, he sent it to the appraisal together with Ye Maokai's sample. When the result was obtained, it was already the third day.
The appraisal result was sealed in a kraft paper bag. He dared not look at it, so he drove to the hospital again.
There was only Ye Maokai in the ward, and the secretary carefully held the kraft paper bag and handed it over. Ye Maokai took it and stared blankly for a while before reaching out to untie the coil.
Even though he had already expected it, Ye Mao's fingers still trembled when he took out the report. Gritting his teeth tightly. Pulling out the report bit by bit, the first conclusion read: Exclude Ye Maokai's parent-child relationship with Ye Qiuting.
It suddenly went dark in front of him, and he reported that he dropped his hand and fell to the ground, and Ye Mao barely managed to stand firm when he held on to the wall. He crouched back, the mood on his face changed several times, and finally turned from anger to calm.
After a long time, he turned around and said to the panicked secretary: "You...you can also compare Ye Qiurii."
The secretary was about to agree, but saw that he suddenly closed his eyes and fell straight down.
The secretary couldn't take care of anything else, and hurriedly went out and called the doctors and nurses to come in. Ye Maokai was carried on a stretcher and rushed into the emergency room.
Upon hearing the news, Ye Qiurii had a bad premonition when she saw the secretary at the entrance of the operating room. She raised her chin, "What happened? What are you doing here?"
The secretary lowered his head, regretting that he had taken up such a messy housework, and respectfully said: "Ye Dong called me over."
"What are you calling here for? I didn't say that Ye Dong is not in good health, so you don't bother him, do you report something to me first?!" Ye Qiurii said angrily.
"Look at it for yourself." The secretary handed her the brown paper bag in his arms.
Ye Qiurii took it suspiciously, and she was a little inexplicable when she pulled out the paper inside. When she saw the top conclusion, her face instantly changed. "When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me?!"
"Three days ago, Ye Dong refused to let me say."
Three days ago... Ye Qiuri recalled that it was the day Ye Hansheng came. She turned her mind quickly, thinking about how to solve this matter, but everything was entangled, as if a few of yarn were messed up and entangled, she couldn't take care of it.
"What else did Ye Dong tell you?"
The secretary hesitated and said, "Let me check your DNA again."
Ye Qiurii didn't feel too surprised when she listened. She thought for a while and went to do a paternity test, which was beneficial to her. Ye Qiuting must have been abandoned. Ye Hansheng had already broken, and the only choice for his father...was her.
She curled her lips slightly, and Ye Qiurui said, "As for the identification, wait until Ye Dong wakes up. You can go back first."
The secretary couldn't ask for it and left quickly.
Ye Qiurii stood alone at the door of the operating room, thinking about how to pick herself up after her father was discharged from the hospital. Ye Qiuting probably couldn't keep it, but his mother had been following his father for so many years, and she could still intercede appropriately. No matter how much, wait until she completely controls Ye clan before planning.
She had a good plan, but what she didn't expect was that a paralyzed and twisted Ye Maokai came out of the operating room.
After repeated emotional ups and downs, coupled with the stimulation of the paternity test, fortunately, he finally did not favor Ye Maokai anymore. After fainting this time, he never stood up again. A severe stroke paralyzed his entire lower body.
He can't even take care of his excrement and urine, and spends the rest of his life lying in a hospital bed, relying on nursing staff to take care of him.
After waking up, Ye Mao's face was cruel and contorted. He frantically beat his unconscious legs and roared wildly. Ye Qiurii tried to comfort him, but was frightened by the madness in his eyes. She flinched and took a step back before she managed to maintain her calm voice: "Dad, the doctor said, as long as you maintain a peaceful mood and insist on rehabilitation, There is still a chance of recovery in the future."
Ye Maokai stopped his movements, glanced at her, lifted his lips, and lowered his head blankly.
The author has something to say: Mr. Ye (to the scumbag): Are you in a wheelchair too? Oh no, you can't even sit in a wheelchair now.