But after great joy, there will inevitably be great tragedy. This is the script set by Ye Feifei, and Ye Feng has no choice.
Just as Ye Feng ran out excitedly, the light of the car's headlights almost blinded his eyes. His legs weakened and he fell to the ground.
A group of men got off the car, among whom Ye Feng knew the one holding the flashlight.
"Ye Feng, long time no see! Is that thing under you still usable?" The man's voice was very cold, and the scars on his face had the aura of death.
Ye Feng collapsed on the ground, knowing that he was completely finished!
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Early the next morning, Ye Feng woke up in the park covered in blood.
It was drizzling in the sky, and no one was watching. His body ached. The torture he had endured last night completely overturned his cognition. He wanted to cry, he felt uncomfortable.
"Feifei, I found it!"
What hit him on the head was Ye Zhenrong's voice.
Ye Feng opened his eyes and looked at Ye Zhenrong and Ye Feifei with difficulty. Those two faces were the last thing he wanted to see right now. He gritted his teeth and looked at the two people.
"Are you satisfied? Are you happy? Yes, I am miserable now! I don't need your help!" Ye Feng said bitterly.
Ye Feifei smiled and said: "You don't let us save, but we have to save you! Ye Feng, do you know what a bereaved dog is? You are one now!"
After saying that, Ye Feifei glanced at the bodyguard behind her.
All the men in black came over and carried the bruised Ye Feng into the car.
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After an operation, Ye Feng woke up in the ward, with Ye Feifei and Ye Zhenrong still beside him.
"Why you? Get out of here! Get out of here right now! I don't want to see you, get away!" Ye Feng shouted excitedly, even pulling out the IV on his hand.
Ye Feifei took a step back, and Ye Zhenrong stepped forward. He grabbed Ye Feng's neck and said with sharp eyes: "Who do you think you are, telling us to get out? Ye Feng, we saved your life. You owe us your whole life."
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"I don't owe it! I don't owe anyone! You two bitches, get out! Get out!" Ye Feng was trembling with hatred.
He hated these two people in front of him!
"Are we bitches? Ye Feng... listen up, you are a waste. That thing below you is completely useless!" Ye Zhenrong said and pushed Ye Feng.
Only then did Ye Feng come back to his senses. He remembered what he had experienced last night, his ears were ringing and his breathing was becoming difficult.
"Feifei, can He Ze's medicine be used?" Ye Zhenrong looked at the small white medicine bottle on the table.
Ye Feifei nodded, "Tell him so he can be mentally prepared."
Ye Zhenrong smiled and said, "Okay!"
"What do you want to do?" Ye Feng looked at Ye Zhenrong in horror.
Ye Zhenrong stepped forward and pinched Ye Feng's mouth open, holding up the medicine bottle, and said: "Whatever Ye Wenbo gave me to eat back then, I will give it to you now! The father's debt is paid by the son. I can't kill Ye Wenbo, but I can
Get rid of you!"
After saying that, Ye Zhenrong poured the medicine into Ye Feng's mouth. He also poured him a sip of water and forced him to swallow it.
After Ye Feng was tortured to swallow it, he lowered his head and coughed continuously, trying to cough up the medicine, but he couldn't spit out the medicine.
"Ye Wenbo gave up on me. I'm not his son. I shouldn't bear this for him!" Ye Feng collapsed and looked at Ye Zhenrong in despair.
"I don't think he gave up on you! Ye Feng, you have to pay back your debts!" After saying this, Ye Zhenrong looked at Ye Feifei.
Ye Feifei smiled and said, "Okay, I'll send you to a mental hospital in a few days. You can rest first. We won't disturb you anymore!"
"You all go to hell! You all go to hell!" Ye Feng wanted to cause trouble, but he couldn't move. He found that he couldn't move.