CHAPTER 72: PRIVATE DEAL

"Grandma, maybe after tonight I’ll be a woman," Ye Kelan pouted.

Ye Ningyuan hurriedly stopped her. "Stop, stop, stop! Quickly get rid of that thought!"

Ye Kelan chattered nonsense with Ye Ningyuan for a while, then handed the phone to Ye Tianyu. Ye Tianyu said a few words to Ye Ningyuan and then gave the phone to Cheng Anya. Ye Ningyuan took turns chatting with his whole family to pass the time until Third Young Master Ye and Ye Yutong finished the procedures.

The surveillance footage in the bar had been destroyed. Almost everyone who had witnessed the scene kept their mouths shut. There were no witnesses and no physical evidence. The police could only shrug their shoulders at this inexplicable case and let it slide.

Besides, who dared to provoke this entire family? They must not want to live.

"Yutong, I’m sorry to trouble you to make a trip so late," Cheng Anya said with a smile.

Ye Yutong laughed. "Third Sister-in-law, you’re too polite. It’s also rare for me to make a trip to the police station for you. Third Brother, Third Sister-in-law, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back first."

Third Young Master Ye and Cheng Anya nodded. Xu Nuo and the children also said goodbye to him before Ye Yutong drove away.

"Who caused the trouble?" Third Young Master Ye asked.

Ye Tianyu and Ye Kelan said in unison, "Grandma!"

Third Young Master Ye looked at Cheng Anya coolly. Xu Nuo laughed. "Daddy, it’s not a big deal. It’s better that Mommy injured him than Wen Nuan. It’s easy for him to sue Wen Nuan, but difficult to sue us."

If it weren’t for this, Cheng Anya wouldn’t have bothered to make a trip to the police station.

She merely wanted to draw Brother Xiong’s attention to herself and make him ignore Wen Nuan.

As for how Ye Feimo wanted to deal with him, that was Ye Feimo’s business.

"Who is Wen Nuan?"

"One of our Anning artists. It’s just that kind of thing. The young lady probably wasn’t willing and things got out of hand," Cheng Anya said with a smile. Cheng Anya gossiped with him about Feimo, but Third Young Master Ye didn’t know who the protagonist of the gossip was.

"You’re also quite bored, meddling in artists’ affairs," Third Young Master Ye teased.

"Grandpa, that’s not an ordinary artist! Second Uncle was very angry, very angry! He kicked out someone’s front teeth and kicked that pig like a ball!" Ye Kelan said, snuggling up to Third Young Master Ye, hooking her arm around his, and saying with a bright smile, "Maybe she’s someone Second Uncle likes."

Third Young Master Ye smiled and tweaked her nose, his gaze suddenly turning cold. "Han Bi?"

"Pah! If it were her, I’d send her on her way. It’s the one I told you about last time. Let’s talk about it at home," Cheng Anya said with a smile. The group got into the car. As soon as Ye Kelan got in, she said, "Grandpa, Grandma, shall we go see Second Uncle? I want to see if that beauty is pretty."

"Pretty? What kind of taste does your Second Uncle have?" Cheng Anya laughed.

"Grandma, Second Uncle’s taste is terrible! I’ve seen the women he’s linked to in the newspapers, and not one of them is pleasing to the eye," Ye Kelan couldn’t help but complain.

Cheng Anya laughed. "Those don’t count."

"Why don’t they count? Anyway, there’s definitely something going on," Ye Kelan said. "I think Second Uncle is such a peacock. He always walks around with women who aren’t as pretty as him. He must be trying to show off his own beauty, right?"

Third Young Master Ye: "..."

Cheng Anya: "..."

Ye Kelan, you really understand your Second Uncle too well.

Cheng Anya said, "The men in our family have bad taste when they’re young."

Third Young Master Ye’s eyebrows twitched. What was this? The city gate catches fire, and the fish in the moat suffer?

Ye Kelan’s reaction was quick. She asked excitedly, "Grandma, does that mean Grandpa and Dad also had bad taste, so they fell for you and Mom when they were young?"

Cheng Anya: "..."

Xu Nuo: "..."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were both speechless.

Third Young Master Ye freed one hand and pinched Ye Kelan’s cheek admiringly. His good granddaughter, Ye Kelan immediately puffed up like a peacock, smiling proudly.

Cheng Anya despised Third Young Master Ye. "Your grandfather wasn’t young when he fell for me."

Third Young Master Ye: "..."

Twenty isn’t young? Wife, what’s your standard for young?

Ye Kelan turned her head to look at Xu Nuo. "Then Daddy had bad taste? He was only seven when he fell for Mom... That’s young enough, right?"

Xu Nuo was speechless.

She turned her head to look at Ye Tianyu, hooking her arm around his and laughing. "Brother, you must learn from this and keep your eyes open."

Ye Tianyu smiled elegantly. "Any man who doesn’t fall for you has good taste."

The car erupted in laughter.

Brother Xiong was giving his statement at the hospital, still stubbornly wanting to sue Wen Nuan and Cheng Anya for assault. Ye Feimo personally went to the hospital. No one knew what happened, but Brother Xiong suddenly changed his tune and saw Second Young Master Ye out with a beaming smile.

It seemed they had made some private deal and reconciled.

They were willing to reconcile, and the police were happy to have an easy time.

In the evening, the director of Renxin Hospital hung up the phone with a troubled expression. Second Young Master Ye had said to find a way to make Brother Xiong’s legs heal as quickly as possible. The problem was, Brother Xiong’s legs had been broken rather artistically, and it wouldn’t be easy to fix them properly.

"Second Young Master, are we going to take on the Fiery Blaze Sect?" a man in black asked.

Ye Feimo smiled coldly. "Not in a hurry."

"Keep an eye on Brother Qiang and Young Master Xu. Don’t let them run abroad. I have a good show for them to perform," a cruel smile hung on Ye Feimo’s lips, making Xiao Hei, who had followed him for many years, feel his hair stand on end.

"Yes, understood!"

He was very clear about Second Young Master Ye’s methods, but what he didn’t understand was why he wasn’t dealing with Brother Xiong now but instead having the hospital heal him. It was really a bit strange.

However, Second Young Master Ye’s twisted mindset wasn’t something ordinary people could understand.

Especially after he saw the surveillance footage from Casablanca, the murderous aura around him was even more frightening.

Casablanca had a hidden camera in every private room. The owner was a smart man. Ever since a murder case occurred in his bar, the owner had installed cameras in every private room. The guests didn’t know. This information was only known to the owner and the information supervisor within Casablanca. No one else knew.

Normally, these recordings, if there was nothing special, the owner would have someone destroy them that night. If there was something special, he would keep them.

Ye Feimo had many channels to find out about these things and naturally knew what had happened in the private room.