In the dark room, after Ye Zhenxing left, an old man named Ye Gang put out the oil lamp.
He felt that he was very tired, so tired that he was about to run out of energy.
As the head of the Ye family, he had too many things to worry about.
Whether it's the Ye family's luck, his life span, the intrigues in the business world, or the secret actions of the younger members of the Ye family.
He had to keep it in mind and keep it in mind.
All in all, he only trusted one person in the huge Ye family, and that was Ye Zhenxing, who was completely in the same boat with him.
Except for this son, Ye Gang could not trust anyone.
Even if it is Ye Qianshan, his biological grandson.
Even the two cousins who were obedient to his orders.
After all, a cousin is just a cousin and can never become a real brother.
Furthermore, even if they were brothers, Ye Gang was unwilling to hand over power to them.
The "kingdom" he worked so hard to build is not willing to be punished by God, so why should he take advantage of others?
It is already very good to be able to give them a bite of food and enjoy endless delicacies from the mountains and seas of the Ye family.
Thinking of Ye Qianshan, Ye Gang, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, felt disappointed.
The grandson swallowed his anger, lowered his eyebrows and looked down, looking like a well-behaved and sensible lamb.
But what about in reality? The tiger came down from the mountain without even crowing, and it was a blockbuster.
Over the years, he had given Ye Qianshan many opportunities by sneaking around, giving him the biggest temptation to step on board and inherit the Ye family business.
Ye Qianshan swore to kowtow and vowed to the letter.
That sincere attitude, that crying cry that one would like to die to show one's loyalty.
Oh, if it were an ordinary person, he might actually be deceived.
But Ye Gang knew that Ye Qianshan's "surrender" was nothing more than an attempt to dispel his wariness and give him a fatal blow.
Just to avenge Pei Shumeng who committed suicide in shame and anger.
Ye Gang had a headache because he only had one grandson.
He was reluctant to kill until he was too anxious to jump over the wall.
Of course, even if Ye Qianshan moved, he had no intention of killing him.
He decided to give his hesitant grandson one last chance.
Think of it as compensation for breaking his legs back then.
"Crunch."
The wooden door was pushed open, and under the cold moonlight, a pair of slender white legs came into Ye Gang's sight.
It was a young woman wearing a gorgeous mink coat.
Exquisite appearance and tall figure.
With the purity of a girl, yet without losing the enchanting charm of a mature woman.
Wearing red high heels, she walked straight into the narrow bedroom without lights.
The wooden door closed again, and it was pitch black.
The woman shouted softly and stickyly.
It seems to be coquettish and to please.
Ye Gang sat still and let the warm-smelling nephrite fall into his arms.
He smelled the light fragrance of her body after bathing, and said in a teasing tone: "I heard that the fourth boy is back, why do you still have time to come to my place?"
"Aren't you afraid that he will wake up in the middle of the night and look for you everywhere?"
The woman hugged Ye Gang tightly and exhaled, "I miss you."
Ye Gang remained unmoved.
He stretched out his hand to pinch the woman's smooth cheek, lowered his head and smiled: "Tell me, what are you interested in again? A house? A car? Or those fund insurances?"
"No." The woman pretended to be aggrieved and said, "Are people that snobbish in your heart?"
"Isn't it?" Ye Gang laughed and said, "When did you come to my place without making a request? Well, let me think about it."
"Since last year, you've asked for six houses and nine cars. I won't mention cash, at least 100 million."
"As for the insurance, hey, it ranges from several million to ten million. I even forgot how much I bought for you."
Ye Gang pinched the bridge of the woman's nose with a doting look and cursed: "You are much more expensive than the women outside. I can't afford to support you."
"I hate it. You compare me to the vulgar fans outside." The woman leaned her face against Ye Gang's chest and slowly rubbed it: "This time, I really don't want anything."
"You really don't want it?" Ye Gang took off the woman's mink coat and said, "It's winter, and you're only wearing a mink coat. How cold it is."
"Giggle..." the woman smiled and said, "I'm still wearing something on top."
The woman hooked her hands around Ye Gang's neck and said sweetly: "This is specially prepared for you, do you like it?"
"You little goblin." Ye Gang gritted his teeth.
The woman buried her head on Ye Gang's shoulder and said feebly: "Go to the bed."
"No, it's right here." Ye Gang stood up suddenly and swept away the tea lamp on the wooden table with his hand.
At this moment, the woman squatting on the futon suddenly stretched out her right hand and stabbed Ye Gang in the abdomen.
The speed was so fast that Ye Gang, who was leaning forward, was caught off guard.
