The Yang family fully supported Tang Ruoxue, and even directly intervened in the fight without fear of death. It was obvious that there was strong support behind it.
Otherwise, with the current size of the Yang family, they would not dare to provoke the Tang Huangpu camp casually.
At least until the Tang Sect decides on a new master, all the forces will not take sides casually, lest the losing side drags them to death together.
But the Yang family, which values harmony and wealth, now has a clear-cut alliance with Tang Ruoxue.
This has to make Cai Lingzhi think about the support of the Yang family.
And Yang Pojue is Ye Jincheng’s sworn brother.
There is a high probability that Ye Forbidden City is behind this.
It's just that it concerns Ye Tang. Cai Lingzhi will not speculate maliciously and can only let Ye Fan understand.
"And one more thing!"
Seeing Ye Fan preparing to get out of the car, Cai Lingzhi said hesitantly: "The old lady of the Ye family gave the order a week ago."
"For your personal safety and the reputation of the Ye family, we must completely erase all traces of you in this world."
"So the Yetang Intelligence Department completely eliminated your information."
"The achievements you have had, the videos showing your face, and the scenes that have appeared on important occasions have been completely wiped out."
"For the company properties that you control and own shares in, one word of your name has also been omitted, leaving only your last name."
"If you want to view your full name, you must have first-level permission from China."
"In other words, only people at ministerial level or above can find out who you are behind Jin Zhilin or Taohua No. 1."
Although Song Hongyan asked her not to make Ye Fan more troubled by this incident, Cai Lingzhi thought about it and decided to tell Ye Fan.
Ye Fan stopped moving and turned to look at the woman: "Completely eliminate all traces of me?"
"That's right, there is basically no information about you online or in various systems now."
Cai Lingzhi did not hide anything: "Your glorious achievements only remain in the mouths of insiders."
"As time goes by, people who forget will forget what you have done, and they will also forget the miracle doctor."
"In three to five years at most, people will only know Jin Zhilin and not Doctor Ye."
She is very aware of the impact of time on memory. Even if she doesn't forget a big thing, she won't be able to empathize with it even if it is washed away by the years.
"Old lady, what do you mean?"
Ye Fan said calmly: "It feels a bit like burning books and humiliating scholars."
"While the old lady eliminated your information, she also tried her best to publicize Ye Forbidden City's achievements."
Cai Lingzhi did not respond directly to Ye Fan, but just said one more thing: "Everything Ye Jincheng has done, big or small, that can be put on the table, has been publicized."
"The light of Young Master Ye Tang that once dimmed has not only come back, but is even more dazzling."
She added: "This not only boosted the morale of Ye Forbidden City, but also allowed the entire circle to make a comeback."
"Eliminate my traces and raise the standards of Ye Forbidden City."
Ye Fan sat up slightly: "The old lady is worried that my light is too bright and will block Ye Forbidden City's way to the top."
There are only two years left in the three-year period, so the old lady needs to prepare for a rainy day.
Cai Lingzhi smiled bitterly and did not respond, but it was obvious that she also meant the same thing.
Ye Fan asked again: "What is the attitude of my parents?"
Cai Lingzhi took up the topic: "The leader of the Ye clan has always ignored such trivial matters. He has no attitude."
"Mrs. Ye doesn't care about this. She is even a little happy, thinking that this will help you attract less attention."
She teased: "After all, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong!"
"Okay, I understand this."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "My parents don't care, and I'm too lazy to bother."
"Just remove all traces of me. I don't like to be in the limelight anyway."
Although Ye Fan saw that the old lady wanted to fully support Ye Jincheng, his parents were calm and he had nothing to worry about.
After all, if he doesn't join the Ye family, he won't be the young master of Ye Hall. If the old lady likes to toss, just let her do it.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan opened the car door and went out.
Cai Lingzhi shouted: "Master Ye, where are you going?"
"I'm temporarily assuming Ye Fan's identity so that it's easier for me to act in Hengcheng."
Ye Fan didn't look back: "Just ask Shen Dongxing to contact me, and you can go and do your own business."
"Also, check the details of Ling Anxiu for me and find out which Ling family in Hengcheng she comes from."
After hearing that Tang Ruoxue and the Yang family were joining forces, and that Ye Jincheng might be involved, Ye Fan decided to follow Song Hongyan's advice and be Ye Fan for a few days.
And he had to go back to treat Ye Feifei.
While thinking, Ye Fan first came to a lottery shop.
He took out his bank card and said to the chubby boss: "Boss, here is a winning lottery ticket worth about 100,000 yuan."
The chubby boss glared: "Boy, don't make trouble. I can win a lottery worth 100,000 yuan. I won it myself, and I still leave it to you?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll give you 120,000 yuan."
Ye Fan was very direct: "I have no other intention, I just want to feel the joy of winning."
The chubby boss’s eyelids twitched: “I don’t understand what you said.”
"One hundred and fifty thousand, any more would be a bad idea."
Ye Fan said calmly: "I will also switch to another one."
"Wait a minute!"
The chubby boss was breathing rapidly and hurriedly called out to Ye Fan to stop him.
Then he took out a payment code and threw it on the table.
"It doesn't matter whether I have money or not, I'm just infected by my little brother's obsession with winning prizes."
"My little brother likes winning the lottery so much, I will give you the lottery ticket of 105,000 yuan that my brother-in-law won."
"I'll just make it clear to you later."
The chubby boss took out several lottery tickets and picked out one: "This is the lottery ticket from last night. You can know the authenticity by matching a pair of numbers."
Ye Fan took it over and glanced at it, then wrote his name on the lottery ticket and asked the fat boss to make a copy to save.
Then, Ye Fan took the lottery ticket to the lottery center to redeem it.
Soon, he had 100,000 in cash from winning the lottery.
After getting the money, Ye Fan went to a nearby supermarket for a walk.
He bought firewood, rice, oil, salt, chicken, duck and fish, as well as a Barbie doll and a ball of marshmallows.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan knocked on the iron door of 701 again.
There was originally a whisper in the room, but when Ye Fan knocked on the door, it immediately fell silent.
There is no doubt that Ling Anxiu and Ye Feifei were frightened, thinking that their creditors were coming again.
"It's me, Mark, not a bad person."
Ye Fan coughed: "I bought something for you."
With a click, the wooden door opened cautiously, and then the rusty iron door was also pulled open.
Ling Anxiu appeared with residual tears.
"You-" She was slightly startled when she saw Mark. Ling Anxiu was even more stunned when she saw his big and small bags.
It was the first time that she saw so many things, and it was the first time that she saw Mark's bright smile.
"What are you looking at? I'll beat you if I look at it again."
Ye Fan deliberately scolded Ling Anxiu with a straight face: "Why don't you help us get the things in?"
He has already seen how to get along with each other. Ling Anxiu is afraid of being beaten. If he is more aggressive, he can take the initiative.
"Ah——" Ling Anxiu's body trembled. She wanted to resist but was instinctively afraid. She helped move a bunch of things into the house.
At noon, her mood increased and she was determined to seek death. Ling Anxiu was able to vent her resistance and even dared to slap Ye Fan.
But as time passed, my emotions calmed down, and the fears and fears of the past took over my heart again.
She was worried that Ye Fan would beat their mother and daughter to death when he was angry.
"Plop--" Ling Anxiu knelt down as large and small bags of things were moved into the house.
"I shouldn't have scolded you at noon, I shouldn't have hit you, I shouldn't have made you jump off the building."
"If you want to get angry, just get angry with me. If you want to fight back, just fight back."
"I just hope you can be gentler and don't let Feifei, who is sleeping, hear you."
Ling Anxiu spoke with difficulty with trembling lips, preparing to withstand the baptism of the storm.
"You also know you should fight, right?"
Ye Fan hummed again, raised his right hand, and then gently lowered it, caressing Ling Anxiu.
"You should indeed be beaten, but not because you provoked me, but because you lacked resistance."
"Your submissiveness is so disgusting."
"Get up, I won't hit you anymore, and I won't hit you again."
"It's time for you, Feifei, and this family to start changing."
He looked at this woman with pity in his eyes, and his mood was complicated and a little uncomfortable.
He had been out for so long, and there was a time bomb like Jin Daya, but Ling Anxiu and Feifei did not take the opportunity to escape.
It wasn't that the two of them didn't want to find another place to hide, but that little people like them really had no place to hide.
This hut is the last refuge. No matter how dangerous it is, they can only stay here.
"You -" Ling Anxiu was in a daze when she saw that Ye Fan didn't make a move and just caressed her cheek.
She felt again that this man seemed to have changed.
"No, please, put the things in the refrigerator quickly."
Ye Fan pointed at the food on the table and reminded Ling Anxiu who was in a daze: "I bought ten pounds of meat. Feifei likes to eat it, so I will make more braised pork for her."
"Also, I bought you a few bottles of Hongyanbaiyao and Tsing Yi Wuxia. You can rub the injury yourself and it will heal quickly."
"Feifei, come here."
Ye Fan also pointed his finger at the little man behind the door.
