Han Fei has been in the reporter circle for three years. Although she has a silly and sweet personality, she is rich in experience and knows that she must report relentlessly when encountering this kind of situation. The more information she digs up, the more people she follows on Weibo.
The more she did, the less Ye Wenbo dared to touch her.
Han Fei had calculated that Ye Feifei had arrived long ago, so Ye Feifei arranged for someone to lure Han Fei to break through these things.
"It doesn't matter to me. I'm mainly afraid of you. I know Ye Wenbo's temper. I've suffered a lot over the years, so I can't hurt you." Ye Feifei coughed twice, looking a little embarrassed.
"Ye Feifei, just trust us. Han Fei and I are well-known in the financial reporter circle. If we want to cause trouble, Ye Wenbo can't handle it. As long as you nod, we can keep you and ourselves safe." Han Fei said.
Fei's colleagues patted their chests in assurance.
Ye Feifei glanced at Han Fei, and when she saw Han Fei nodding, she nodded accordingly, "Okay, I'll trouble you."
"Well... it's not troublesome. But... we want to borrow some bodyguards from you. The news hasn't been revealed yet, and we are afraid that Ye Wenbo will take action early. Life is still important, so you understand what I mean, right?"
Han Fei asked.
Ye Feifei nodded, "Don't worry, I will arrange bodyguards to protect you within a week. Is that okay?"
"Very good, Ye Feifei is so NICE, so much more perfect than we imagined. She is now a fan." Han Fei said, helping Ye Feifei up.
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"Dad, you don't look good. Was Ye Feifei angry with you again just now?" Ye Ling saw Ye Wenbo coming back angry and asked him quickly.
Ye Wenbo didn't say anything, poured a glass of red wine and drank it in one gulp, and then said to Ye Ling: "I won't watch the wedding, let's go!"
"The reporters over there are watching, is it okay for us to leave?" Ye Ling glanced at the reporters.
Ye Wenbo let out a long breath, "It's appropriate. Ye Feifei doesn't know what will happen if we stay here any longer!"
"Well... let's go first. I'm going to say hello to Mr. and Mrs. Ye Zhenrong. I'd better do some face-saving things."
Ye Wenbo waved his hand and agreed with Ye Ling's approach.
So, under the gaze of reporters, Ye Wenbo's family and Qi Chang's family left early. The reporters wanted to follow them to get the news, but Ye Feifei had someone stop them.
Although the reporters were disappointed, fortunately the wedding guests were so good that they could pick up any artist and they would let Ye Ling go for the time being.
However, at ten o'clock in the evening, Weibo became lively.
Han Fei's Weibo posted a message: "I, Han Fei, ate a big melon at the wedding today. I witnessed Mr. Ye Wenbo almost strangling his biological daughter to death. I know so much, do you think Ye Wenbo will do it?"
Find someone to kill me."
Han Fei originally had more than one million fans, and posting on Weibo would not attract much attention. But Xiao Ling retweeted Han Fei's Weibo.
Xiao Ling is a big BOSS with his own traffic. As soon as his account posted a message, thousands of fans of his wife showed up and started leaving messages for analysis.
"That's too cruel. Tiger poison can't eat its seeds. Are the wives of the main wife not as good as those of the concubines?"
"I think it's not about whether she is the daughter of the first wife, but the secret. Ye Feifei must know some secret. I strongly urge bloggers to reveal the truth. We need to know the details."
"Yes, we demand revelations!"
Netizens' comments were expected. Ye Feifei got in touch with Han Feifei. Han Feifei told Ye Feifei not to worry. She just had to keep silent and their financial reporters would do the rest.