Chapter 4: Chapter 4 Unwanted Son-in-law Comes Knocking

    The night was deep and tranquil, bathed in moonlight that flowed like water.

    In the Hong Family''s inner courtyard, Ye Feng sat alone in his wheelchair.

    As instructed, Hong Qingyan had gone to the front courtyard to prepare a simple vegetarian dinner.

    If one looked closely, they could see Ye Feng''s chest rising and falling rhythmically.

    Holding his breath, his eyes were intently fixed on a leaf the size of a thumb, ten meters away.

    Suddenly, with a whoosh, Ye Feng opened his mouth and exhaled a breath.

    The breath turned into an arrow, flying straight out and piercing a hole through the leaf ten meters away.

    "Thankfully, my power hasn''t been wasted; at least I have some self-protective strength!" Ye Feng sighed to himself.

    Just then, a whooshing sound pierced the darkness, and a shadowy figure entered, flipping over the wall like a nimble monkey.

    "Who''s there?" Ye Feng called out coldly, about to exhale forcefully.

    "Greetings, my lord!" Before the person in black could finish speaking, he was already kneeling on the ground.

    Ye Feng suppressed his breath, his gaze sharp as a knife, "Who are you, and who sent you here?"

    The person in black knelt there, head lowered, and said, "Lord Mu, he ordered me to come!"

    "He sent you?" Ye Feng''s frown relaxed.

    If there was anyone in this world he could still trust, that person was Mu Tian.

    Having woken up half a month ago, the first person Ye Feng had called was him.

    The two were comrades who had shared life-and-death experiences for many years, bound by a friendship sealed through trials of fire!

    He remembered that at the time, Mu Tian said he would send a secret bodyguard over, who must be this person.

    "Stand up and speak!"

    "Yes, sir!" The person obeyed and stood up, tall and burly, his movements rigid and precise, appearing somewhat stiff, yet he exuded an imposing aura.

    Ye Feng didn''t inquire about this person''s specific origins, because knowing he was sent by Mu Tian was already enough.

    "What''s your name?" Ye Feng asked.

    "I have no name, sir, but from now on you may call me Seventeen." Seventeen stood there with his head bowed, speaking without any movement in his body, every nerve taut.

    "To the front courtyard!"

    "Alright!" Hong Qingyan was immediately overjoyed.

    They passed through a tree-lined corridor, turned by a few villas, and then arrived at the front courtyard.

    Through three generations of management, the Hong Family had become well-known in the Jiangdu business circles, and under Old Master Hong''s generation, they had almost become one of Jiangdu''s wealthy clans.

    Given that today was Old Master Hong''s seventieth birthday, the guests coming to congratulate him were naturally endless.

    The main hall in the front courtyard where guests were received was brilliantly lit, and the sound of toasting and merry-making was unceasing.

    Just as Hong Qingyan was about to push Ye Feng inside, Hong Yuting and Hong Wei led several people into the courtyard with laughter and conversation.

    Several young people were dressed in lavish attire; it appeared they were all scions of well-known families in the Jiangdu business circles.

    "Yo, yo, yo, I thought it was someone special, but it turns out to be our Second Miss. How about it, planning to take your disabled fiance? out tonight for a bit of socializing, to wish Grandpa happy birthday as well?"

    Hong Yuting walked over, emphasizing the word ''disabled'' heavily, with a mocking look on her face.

    Hong Qingyan wanted to retort, but anger coupled with her frailty made her cough repeatedly and unable to speak.

    A tall man in a white suit among the attendants exclaimed in astonishment, "What''s with you, Yuting, this person, this disabled man on the wheelchair, is Miss Qingyan''s fiance??"

    "Isn''t it? Grandpa himself decided!"

    Hong Yuting became even more smug, lifting the corners of her mouth and laughing, "A lame girl marrying a cripple, it''s indeed a perfect match made by fate!"

    The man in the white suit sighed, "Even though the Second Miss naturally has her defects, she''s pretty and also considered half a granddaughter of Old Master Hong. It''s beneath her to be matched with a disabled son-in-law, isn''t it?"

    A few young men and women accompanying them also said, "The Hong family is a wealthy house. As long as Old Master Hong gives the word, those second- and third-tier family disciples in Jiangdu would probably break their heads in a scramble to marry Hong Qingyan for an alliance."

    "Now that Old Master Hong has picked such a crippled son-in-law, isn''t he just inviting ridicule for no reason?"

    "I really don''t understand what Old Master Hong is thinking. Even if this granddaughter was adopted, that''s no reason to mistreat and wrong her like this. If it were me, I''d never agree to it, even over my dead body!"

    "After tonight, this crippled son-in-law of the Hong family will probably become Jiangdu''s laughingstock!"

    The crowd laughed and joked, not taking Ye Feng into consideration at all, especially the man in the white suit, whose tone seemed especially harsh as if he was trying to curry favor with Hong Yuting.

    "It''s a good thing you didn''t agree to marry this cripple, Yuting; otherwise, you would have ruined your life!"

    "Marry him? As if he''s worthy of marrying a flower of Jiangdu!" Hong Yuting said, full of disdain.

    Throughout this period, Ye Feng just watched coldly and said nothing.

    And since he didn''t move, Seventeen, who stood behind him, didn''t move either!