Yu Shaoxiong pushed the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table and said angrily, "This Ye family dares to look down on us. I just wait to see Ye Guohao go to jail!"
"Hmph! I thought we could get Ye Guohao to give us the land as a dowry, but I didn't expect that Ye Wanwan is not stupid." Yu's father said in particular annoyance.
Ye Wanwan helped her father into the car, and the group returned to the hospital. She sat in the passenger seat, and her mind couldn't help but think of the kiss that Jian Zhipei had just placed on her lips. She still didn't believe that this man actually kissed her.
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"Dad, Mom, let's sell all the assets we can sell to pay off the debt. I will work to repay the remaining debt in the future." Ye Wanwan said to her parents in the back seat.
"That's the only way it can be." Ye Guohao sighed. This debt will put pressure on his daughter for the rest of her life.
At this moment, Ye Guohao's cell phone rang. He picked up the answer and didn't know what the other party said. He was so excited that he blurted out, "Really? My debt has been cleared?"
Mrs. Ye and Ye Wanwan looked at him in disbelief. Ye Guohao's eyes showed surprise and excitement, "Okay, okay, thank you. I will definitely come over on Monday to get the settlement certificate."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Guohao said to his wife and daughter, "The bank just called and said that my debt has been cleared."
"Who paid it back for you?" Mrs. Ye asked hurriedly, "Is it the Yu family?"
"The Yu family can't afford so much cash flow."
Ye Wanwan suddenly thought of who it was, and she said to her parents, "Dad, Mom, it was Mr. Jian who paid it back for you."
"What? That Mr. Jian just now?" Ye Guohao asked in shock.
"Why did he pay off our debt? Don't you still owe him a family heirloom that you haven't returned yet?" Mrs. Ye was even more surprised.
Ye Wanwan couldn't find the answer herself, but she knew that it was Jian Zhipei who paid it back.
"Dad, Mom, I will handle this matter, don't worry!" Ye Wanwan said.
Ye Guohao and his wife looked at each other, what should they do with their daughter? Could it be that Mr. Jian has a crush on their daughter?
At the entrance of the hospital, Ye Guohao got out of the car. Mrs. Ye looked at her daughter and said, "Wanwan, if it is really Mr. Jian, you should hurry over and thank me."
"Okay! I will, you go up! I will go find him now."
Ye Wanwan said as she hailed a taxi and got in. She eagerly took out her mobile phone and dialed Jian Zhipei's number.
"Hello!" The deep and pleasant male voice said with an unknown emotion.
"Did you clear the bank debt for my dad?" Ye Wanwan asked hurriedly.
"Yes, I paid off your father's debt."
"You...why did you do this?" Ye Wanwan thought about it but couldn't figure it out.
"From now on, you not only owe me the heirloom, but you also owe me one billion."
"Okay! I will pay you back. As long as you are willing, I can be your servant for life." Ye Wanwan could only package herself and sell it to him. As long as her father's debt was eliminated, she would be relieved.
"Are you willing to do whatever I ask you to do from now on?" The man on the other end suddenly asked meaningfully.
Ye Wanwan's face suddenly became hot, but she boldly answered him, "Yes."
"You have to come back to my villa in one hour." That's all the man asked her.
"Okay! I'll be back soon." Ye Wanwan promised, the other end hung up, and she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
The debt was repaid, her parents no longer had to live a hard life, and she could stay by his side for the rest of her life.
Ye Wanwan looked at the sunshine outside the window, feeling a little dazed.
She thought that she would stay by his side for a long, long time in the future, not feeling like a prisoner, but feeling like a happy expectation.
An hour later, Ye Wanwan walked into Jian Zhipei's villa. Qiao Xuemei, who was enjoying afternoon tea in the garden, was so angry that she took a sip of tea and couldn't help but stop her, "Hey! Come here."
Ye Wanwan immediately walked up to her and asked, "What are your orders, Miss Qiao?"
Qiao Xuemei suddenly pushed the pastries on the table to the ground and said, "The floor is dirty, come over and wipe it."
Ye Wanwan watched Qiao Xuemei deliberately looking for trouble. She would have ignored it before, but now, Qiao Xuemei is Jian Zhipei's guest, and she is his servant. She should do these things.
"Okay!" After Ye Wanwan finished speaking, she knelt down to pick up the cakes on the ground. However, Qiao Xuemei suddenly crushed a piece with her foot, then took off her shoes and said, "The soles of my shoes are dirty. After cleaning up the floor, take them
Go take a shower."
Ye Wanwan nodded and squatted on the ground to wipe the floor. At this moment, Jian Zhipei's figure stepped in from outside the door.
He saw Qiao Xuemei sitting on a leisure chair in the garden with her legs crossed, holding on to the tea cup, while the cakes scattered on the floor at her feet, Ye Wanwan squatted there to pick them up, like a complete lowly servant.
Qiao Xuemei was admiring it proudly when a cold male voice came out, "Stop picking it up."
Ye Wanwan's hand paused, and she turned back to look at the man approaching. She did not get up, but continued to pick up the cakes.
Suddenly, Ye's crooked arm grabbed a palm and pulled her up. In her ears was the man's somewhat displeased voice, "I said stop picking it up, didn't you hear me?"
Ye Wanwan lowered her eyes, withdrew her hand and said, "Okay." After saying that, she saw the shoes placed next to Qiao Xuemei, and said to Qiao Xuemei, "Miss Qiao, I will clean your shoes."
Seeing how sensible she was, Qiao Xuemei couldn't help but smile and said, "Brush it clean."
Jian Zhipei knew Qiao Xuemei very well, so he knew what was going on from the cakes on the floor and the cakes on the soles of her shoes.
"Xue Mei, Ye Wanwan is my exclusive servant. From now on, regarding your life, you should leave it to your own servant. You are not allowed to use her." Jian Zhipei said to Ye Wanwan, "Stop washing, follow me in."
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Qiao Xuemei pursed her red lips in displeasure and said, "Brother Jian, why can't I control her? Is she more noble than my servant?"
