Ye Zhenxin woke up from a coma, feeling weak and having nightmares.
The strong light stung him and he subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes, breathing like a cow and coughing in pain.
Then, he saw Master Leng.
The short old man who had great kindness to the Ye family sat slumped in front of the TV cabinet, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth and dull eyes.
"you......"
Ye Zhenxin secretly screamed that something was wrong and immediately looked around the entire living room.
Three mysterious men in black clothes and masks sat guarding the door, keeping silent and their identities unpredictable.
"You didn't expect that, did you?"
Ye Qianshan's familiar voice sounded from the bedroom.
The next moment, the tattooed woman pushed him out slowly.
Father and son looked at each other, Ye Qianshan was indescribably pleased with the banter.
Ye Zhenxin looked gloomy and said: "Are you plotting against me?"
The latter sat in a wheelchair and asked: "Why didn't you plot against me?"
"If you don't want to talk about far away, let's just talk about the past few days. When Ruoshui was out doing errands, he was attacked by a master and almost died on the spot."
"Don't tell me you didn't send someone to do that."
"You, Ye Gang, are like a raccoon dog. I know exactly what you are thinking and what you want to do."
Ye Qianshan glanced at Master Leng who still had some Qi left, clasped his hands and said, "You want to use weak water to blackmail me and force me to cooperate with you in taking out the six Qi Luck lamps from my body."
"It's a pity that I was prepared and let you two bastards fetch water in vain."
Ye Zhenxin moved her body with difficulty, sat back on the sofa from the ground, and said with a ferocious face: "We are bastards? Then, as a descendant of the Ye family, who do you think you are?"
Ye Qianshan simply said: "I am also a bastard, no, no, no, I am a beast, the kind that is worse than a beast."
"After all, I want to kill my biological father, and I also want to get rid of my biological grandfather."
"A person like me is not worthy of being a human being. After death, I will go to hell and suffer all kinds of punishments and have no way out of reincarnation."
Ye Zhenxin sneered and said: "Sheep have the kindness to kneel down to breastfeed, and crows have the kindness to feed you in return. You can survive until now because your grandfather and I showed mercy."
"If you don't want to make progress and don't know how to repay, you are no longer a son of man, and you are a disgrace to the ancestors of the Ye family."
Ye Qianshan picked his ears with an intriguing expression: "Are you talking about kindness with me? Why don't you mention tiger poison and not eating its seeds?"
"You don't even spare your own son, so how can you say this?"
"I don't have the shame to meet the ancestors of the Ye family. Do you two have the shame?"
Ye Zhenxin's eyes were scarlet and she said, "I gave you a chance."
"Ask yourself, how many times have I advised you?"
"As long as you obey and give up hatred, you will have a place in the Ye family."
Ye Qianshan said indifferently: "In my opinion, that is not an opportunity, but a curse that makes my mother die in peace."
"From the time my legs were broken until today, I have endured it very hard."
"Every day I suffered so much, life was worse than death, and I couldn't sleep all night."
"Do you know why?"
"Because when I close my eyes, I see my mother smiling at me just like Xixi."
"She was lying on the ground. She actually didn't want to die."
"She couldn't bear to leave me and Xixi, she couldn't let go of us."
"But in the end, she died."
"As a parent and a husband, Ye Zhenxin, you are not worthy of being a father, a husband, or even a human being."
"It was you who killed my mother. You are the culprit. No matter how fancy your words are, you can't hide the truth."
"I don't want much, just to avenge my mother."
"You take the first step, I will ask Ye Gang to accompany you later."
"On the road to hell, wouldn't it be great if you two, father and son, continue to work together in an awkward situation?"
Ye Qianshan took out a cigarette from his pocket and slid his wheelchair closer to Ye Zhenxin.
Then he held it with both hands, bent down and said respectfully: "Dad, I will call you daddy one last time, and I will personally take you on your way."
Ye Zhenxin didn't pick her up, but leaned on the sofa motionless, like a statue.
Ye Qianshan kept his movements unchanged and said: "You can't run away, and no one can come to save you."
Ye Zhenxin closed his eyes and said nothing, with tears rolling down his face.
Ye Qianshan said in surprise: "Are you crying?"
"Are you regretting what happened back then?"
"No, it won't happen. How can a selfish loser like you remember my mother's friendship for you?"
"So you are afraid, afraid of death?"
Ye Qianshan muttered to himself, took out a cigarette, lit it, and stuffed it into Ye Zhenxin's mouth. He said with mixed feelings, "Don't be afraid, I'll be gentler and faster."
"puff."
A sharp dagger was inserted into Ye Zhenxin's chest. His closed eyes were opened in vain, and his pupils were dilated, reflecting Ye Qianshan's smiling face.
"You win." His lips trembled, but he gritted his teeth and took a long drag on the cigarette.
Ye Qianshan penetrated bit by bit and said without changing his expression: "Do you miss my mother?"
Ye Zhenxin's eyes were in a trance and she said, "I want to."
Ye Qianshan pointed to the place where the dagger was stabbed and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Ye Zhenxin blew out the cigarette. Along with the bursts of smoke, he was out of breath and said, "Actually, my heart has died a long time ago. I died with your mother."
"But my surname is Ye. I am your father, Shu Meng's husband, and a descendant of the Ye family."
