Liu Hong and her husband turned pale and began to feel nervous upon hearing this.

Ye Feng's mother passed away shortly after he was imprisoned, but during that time, she wrote a few letters, which he cherished and kept safe.

The letters were all handwritten by Chen Mei back then, serving as the best proof for verifying the handwriting.

With Ye Feng's capabilities, he didn't need to waste words with the other party; a single phone call could resolve the matter.

However, having just returned, he didn't want to attract the attention of potential forces, so he didn't want to make a big deal out of the current situation.

He needed to investigate his mother's death and those who framed him one by one.

"Director Zhao, you can verify it yourself."

After saying this, he handed the letters to Zhao An.

Zhao An didn't read the contents of the letters, only looked at the signature. Comparing the two, the handwriting was inconsistent, and he instantly knew the contract was forged.

"Hmph, do you know that forging contracts is illegal?"

Zhao An immediately said angrily.

He came from a military background, with a straightforward personality, and despised those who used deceit to seize wealth.

Such a personality would be fine in the military, but in the political arena, it would certainly not lead to success.

As a result, after nearly ten years of transferring to civilian work, he remained stuck in the deputy director position, never moving up.

Seeing Zhao An angry, Liu Hong panicked and immediately knelt down, pleading, "Director Zhao, we didn't mean to, please forgive us!"

The surrounding crowd was instantly in an uproar, the tide turning, with everyone starting to criticize Liu Hong.

"I knew it, how did Liu Hong end up living in Chen Mei's house?"

"She told us at the time that Chen Mei needed money for treatment and sold the house to her. I didn't expect it to be forged."

At this moment, the people around were discussing fervently.

Liu Hong couldn't care about her dignity, kneeling and begging in front of Zhao An.

Zhou Hai's face was ashen, looking extremely unpleasant. He hadn't expected this wild kid to still have Chen Mei's handwriting.

Faced with Liu Hong's pitiful demeanor, Zhao An remained indifferent, instead glancing at Ye Feng.

He speculated internally that this young man before him was definitely not as simple as he appeared. He had just observed Li Shi's hand, crushed with a single step, indicating the person who did it likely had the skills of a king of soldiers.

Such a person, having come out of Xili Prison, could easily solve problems on his own, and if he couldn't solve the problem, he could solve the people involved.

If he wanted to, the couple would likely be physically eliminated tonight, leaving no trace.

His gaze towards Zhou Hai and his wife gradually turned somewhat sympathetic.

"Ye Feng, we've been neighbors for over ten years. Please, have mercy and let us go!"

"We'll return the house to you and move out immediately."

Liu Hong keenly noticed Director Zhao's expression and hurriedly knelt in front of Ye Feng, grabbing his pant leg and begging for mercy.

Forging a contract constituted fraud, and since it involved a house, the amount was substantial, making the charges serious.

Ye Feng showed a trace of disgust, kicking her away, and said, "Move out quickly. As for how you're dealt with, that's Director Zhao's business, not mine."

The following matters were straightforward. Zhou Hai promptly moved Ye Feng's belongings out of the house.

His original house was right next door, and he moved quickly, clearing everything out in less than an hour.

Li Shi didn't dare to say a word throughout, internally cursing Zhou Hai.

In the end, Zhao An took Zhou Hai and his wife into the car. Before leaving, they cast a venomous glance at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng caught their expressions but didn't take it to heart; they were just ants.

Li Shi felt indignant, having been beaten like this, yet the other party faced no consequences.

In the past, even if the other party was justified, they would still be taken back to the police station. It was clear Zhao An did this intentionally.

"Director Zhao, isn't this handling inappropriate? This kid hit me, which is assaulting a police officer, and you just let him go?"

Zhao An raised an eyebrow, turned to look at Li Shi, and said, "Get lost, I don't need you telling me how to do my job."

Li Shi gritted his teeth but ultimately said nothing, supporting his injured arm and leaving with the two officers.

If Ye Feng were an ordinary person, Zhao An would definitely have taken him in today, as assaulting a police officer is a serious charge.

But since he came out of Xili Prison and wasn't weak, Zhao An had to consider carefully.

He had once been stationed at that prison and knew too well the kind of people inside. Though they were prisoners, it was a place full of hidden talents.

To have stayed there for five years, survived, and walked out unscathed, Ye Feng was the first he'd seen.

He couldn't help but become curious about Ye Feng.

"Mr. Ye, here's my business card. If you ever need anything, feel free to contact me."

Just as Ye Feng was about to enter the house, Zhao An approached and handed him a business card.

Ye Feng paused, took the simple card, and put it in his pocket.

"Thank you for today, Director Zhao."

Ye Feng grinned.

He had a decent impression of Zhao An, as he hadn't been disappointed with how today's matters were handled.

Since the other party extended an olive branch, Ye Feng had no reason to refuse.

"It's just a small matter. I hope you'll behave yourself in the future. I'll take my leave now."

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These words carried both advice and a warning!

After saying this, Zhao An turned and walked towards the black sedan. With the roar of the engine, the car took Zhou Hai and his wife away.

After watching them leave, Ye Feng walked into the long-missed house.

Although Zhou Hai and his wife had lived there for a while, the layout remained the same as before.

It was clear Zhou Hai hadn't lived there for long, despite moving things in.

However, the items he and his mother had left behind were gone, leaving the place empty.

Before going to college, Ye Feng had lived here until he went to the provincial capital for university, leaving Liancheng and this home behind.

This place held too many memories for him, every corner a reminder of his mother.

In the living room and kitchen, he seemed to see his mother's figure from the past. Thinking of this, Ye Feng's eyes welled up, tears rolling down.

His mother had raised him alone, enduring enough hardship, and he hadn't expected that while he was imprisoned, she would pass away.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng clenched his fists tightly, a towering rage surging in his heart.

"Ye family, I will make you pay."

As hatred took root in his heart, a desire for revenge consumed him, engulfing him like an ocean.

"Xiao Feng, is that you back?"

An elderly voice sounded from outside, interrupting Ye Feng's thoughts.

Ye Feng composed himself, rubbed his eyes, adjusted his demeanor, and went to open the door, finding an elderly woman in her sixties standing outside.