Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

Nangong Han's words left Zhuang Siheng stupefied in place; he simply couldn't understand how Nangong Han, who had wanted to deal with Song Yun just yesterday, could suddenly lower his head and admit his mistake today!

If things continued like this, wouldn't he have no chance at becoming the richest man in Magic Capital?

"Young Master Nangong, based on what I know about that old geezer from the Ye family, he's very vengeful. If we show weakness, he'll definitely come back at us like a mad dog! All our efforts would be in vain!"

Zhuang Siheng was still not giving up, after all, Nangong Han's status as the legitimate eldest grandson of the Nangong Family was so noble! Even just arriving in Magic Capital, he shouldn't be this afraid!

"Patriarch Zhuang, are you contradicting the Nangong Family's decision?" Nangong Han spoke coldly, "This decision was made by my father himself. How about I immediately book you a ticket to Forty-nine City so you can ask him in person?"

After hearing this, a cold sweat broke out on Zhuang Siheng's back, and he lowered his head, his gaze difficult to read.

After having breakfast, Nangong Han didn't pay any more attention to Zhuang Siheng and took care of calling the driver he had brought from Forty-nine City to head to the Ye family's place.

Upon arriving, Nangong Han rang the Ye family's doorbell.

"Coming, coming!"

The butler opened the door and, seeing the person outside, his face instantly stiffened. He emotionlessly asked, "What brings Young Master Nangong to the Ye residence?"

"Please convey a message for me, just say Nangong Han is looking for Uncle Ye Shi for an important discussion," Nangong Han said politely.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Nangong, my master went fishing out at sea last night, and I really don't know when he will return. Please feel free to make yourself at home," the butler said, as he issued the order for Nangong Han to leave.

Nangong Han could only nod helplessly and added, "Please let Uncle Ye Shi know when he returns that the Nangong Family has no intention of being enemies with President Song, and ask for President Song to return a message to me."

Actually, Nangong Han was also holding back a belly full of anger with nowhere to vent. Song Yun might be powerful, but the Nangong Family was not to be trifled with either. You better accept the face I'm giving you; otherwise, it wouldn't be good for anyone if things turn ugly!

Nangong Han left with his driver.

In fact, he did not know that Father Ye really wasn't present; after Song Yun and the others left last night, Father Ye had gone out to sea with his wife to take his mind off things.

At the Hua Premier Villa.

Song Yun and the others were sitting around the dining table eating breakfast, and Ye Zi told Song Yun everything about her old home.

It was roughly the same as what was discussed the previous night; Song Yun ate while pondering how to help his brother.

After breakfast, they moved to the living room.

While sipping tea, Song Yun asked nonchalantly, "Ye Zi, I may not know anyone in your old home, but I can pull some strings to make some inquiries. Why don't you ask your grandfather how he wants to handle this issue?"

The 'connections' Song Yun referred to were naturally the Ouyang Family, who were well-connected and influential, with their reach extending everywhere. Just one minor character from their side could keep those bullies from lifting their heads.

"Grandfather, Grandfather?"

Ye Zi nudged her grandfather's shoulder, and the old man involuntarily inhaled sharply before covering his mouth and then looked at his grandson blankly after snapping out of it.

"Old sir, did you get hit somewhere by a car last night that you didn't mention?" Song Yun asked amiably.

The old man shook his head, not speaking.

"Ye Zi, did your grandfather have any wounds on his body when he went to bed last night?"

Hearing Song Yun's question, Ye Zi sheepishly said, "My grandfather is a light sleeper and isn't used to sleeping in the same bed with others, so I ended up sleeping on the couch."

"Silly, with so many rooms, could we possibly lack a place for you to sleep?" Song Yun said, annoyed, before reaching out to pinch the old man's shoulder.

Before the old man could react, Song Yun had already made his move. With a pinch, a muffled groan came from the old man's throat.

Song Yun's frown deepened immediately afterward. The old man was very thin and you could feel his bones directly, but why did it seem, based on the sensation, that the old man had a fracture?

He stood up, walked behind the old man, and pressed on the other shoulder. There was no issue, but the old man still held back his voice, his face was turning red.

There was a problem!

"Old sir, what's wrong with you?" Song Yun asked.

He didn't understand why the old man, bearing injuries, would conceal them from everyone. They had reached the bones already; if not promptly addressed, the consequences would be severe!

"Song Ge, could it be that my grandpa really had an accident after being hit by a car?"

Ye Zi asked anxiously.

Song Yun shook his head, wanting the old man to take off his clothes for a check, but the old man refused.

Ye Zi was so anxious he was spinning in circles, but the old man just clutched his clothes tightly, as if afraid that someone would discover his secret.

"Grandpa! If there's a problem, let's get treatment early! If it really drags on, it won't just cost a few hundred bucks to solve the problem! Later it could be tens or hundreds of thousands!"

Ye Zi tried to scare the old man with money. When the old man heard the figures his grandson blurted out, he was stunned, and his resolute gaze softened a bit.

Finally, after much coaxing and pleading from Ye Zi, the old man let Qing Qing return to her room, and then he took off his shirt.

His dry skin was full of old age spots, dense and numerous, making his body look particularly weather-beaten.

But most striking were the bruises on his skin!

There were seven or eight purple marks just on his back; Huang Baoding could tell at a glance that these were from being struck with branches and belts.

"Grandpa! What on earth happened!"

Ye Zi's lips quivered, his mind a blank slate; he imagined what kind of treatment his grandfather must have endured with just one glance.

However, the old man just smiled, stroking his grandson's head and said with a local accent that it was nothing serious.

After hearing this, Ye Zi broke down in tears, a sturdy man kneeling on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. Since he was young, his parents had gone out to work in the fields, and one could say he was raised by his grandparents. The year he took his college entrance exams, his grandmother fell ill and died in the hospital.

To keep his grandson from being distracted, his grandfather kept it from Ye Zi and buried his wife in secret.

Later, Ye Zi learned from his father that his grandfather had spent the night apologizing to his grandmother's coffin, saying that it was all the old man's fault for not letting his grandson come back, that his grandson's success in the college entrance exams that year would change his life forever. At this critical juncture, you surely wouldn't want him to come back either, right?

Ye Zi knew that his grandfather had been carrying a knot in his heart all these years. Every time he visited his grandmother's grave, he was always the last one to leave. The old man felt he hadn't done right by his late wife, not having seen his most beloved grandson before passing away.

That's why Ye Zi had divided the salary he earned in Magic Capital into two portions over the years, one for his living expenses and one for his grandfather.

But now that his grandfather had sustained such serious injuries and was still consoling him, Ye Zi felt he was less than a man!

"Don't worry, old sir, I'm a very capable person. Just tell me what happened, and I'll make sure to resolve it!"

Perhaps it was the financial strength that Song Yun had displayed, something the old man had never seen in his life, that after hesitating for a moment, the old man said a few words.

After hearing the old man's words, Ye Zi punched the ground, his eyes red with anger, and said, "Song Ge, it's all because of those bastards in the village! To stop my grandpa from making trouble during the critical time of the land clearance, they locked him up, and in the end, it was a fellow villager who couldn't bear it and let my grandpa go to Magic Capital to find me! Damn it! You bastards!

I'll tear you apart with my hands!"

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