Chapter 272 - 272: He’s Messing with Us

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Just when Yin He thought he was going to die, the loud and sharp sound of brakes was heard. The car had already kissed the wheels of the wheelchair and stopped at the critical moment.

Yin He, who had just survived the disaster, resumed his breathing. His pores opened and cold sweat dripped down his face. His entire body went limp.

After such a great shock, he trembled and could not speak for a long time.

“I have no intention of interfering in the matter between you and the Yin family, but you have come to challenge my bottom line.” Wen Yanqing looked at him coldly.

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“There’s no need to quibble. When I found out that you had set your sights on Lin Gantang, I had already investigated all your ancestors.” Wen Yanqing’s gaze was extremely indifferent, so much so that it seemed to be emotionless.

“Commercial theft, money laundering, coercion of minors, and so on. These are enough to make you suffer.”

With each word, Yin He’s face lost its color and turned paler.

Wen Yan’s eyes were clear. “I didn’t expose you because I have no grudges with you. I couldn’t be bothered about it. Mr. Yin, it was you who came knocking on my door and provoked someone you shouldn’t have provoked. Do you think you have too long a life?”

“I… This was not my idea…” Yin He was still sweating. He was afraid of the person in front of him. He pursed his lips. “I understand.”

“It’s good that you understand. Before you think of doing anything else, remember what it felt like just now. Next time, it won’t just be like this.” Wen Yanqing’s eyes were filled with a sharp and cold light; a warning.

“And Tan Huiya.” Wen Yanqing reminded indifferently.

He didn’t say anything else, but Yin He understood everything. He was stumped.

Yin He would never forget the fear of death.

And, as for this man who stood by the roadside and calmly put his hands into his coat pockets, gentleness was his perfect and flawless disguise.

Yin He turned his wheelchair back awkwardly and stiffly. Wen Yanqing’s quiet gaze on him made him feel like he was being stabbed.

He heard that Wen Yanqing seemed to have received a call. His voice was as gentle as the spring breeze as he called out, “Tangtang.”

He was stupid. How could a person who stood at the top in just a few years really be gentle?

It was New Year’s Eve.

Lin Gantang waited for Wen Yanqing for a long time before calling him to ask where he had gone.

Wen Yanqing said that he had gone to visit Yin He, who was discharged from the hospital, and was coming over now.

Lin Gantang believed him without a doubt. She mumbled to herself that there was no need to see Yin He, then reminded him to be careful on the road. She hung up the phone and replied to Ye Qiuqiu’s message. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Happy New Year! I woke up early in the morning. My dad has gone crazy. He knocked on the door before dawn and asked us to accompany him to prepare New Year’s Eve dinner! Who would start cooking New Year’s Eve dinner before they wake up!”

Ye Qiuqiu laughed, “Uncle is so interesting.”

“Come on, he must be one who doesn’t sleep much and is messing with us because he can’t sleep. My brother was even worse off. He was happily hugging his wife, but was chased out of dream land.”

Ye Qiuqiu laughed out loud.

“I’ve got to go. I have to feed the cats; I heard them meowing.”

Ye Qiuqiu replied with a waving emoji.

Not long after, Wen Yanqing arrived. He stood in front of the door and was about to open it when he saw Gu Hejun coming over with something.

Their eyes met. Wen Yanqing chuckled and took out the Lin family’s key to unlock the door. “Come in and have a seat?” he asked.

Gu Hejun watched as he put the keys back into his pocket. The corners of his mouth twitched. “My mum asked me to send this New Year’s gift over. I’m going in to see Mr. Lin.”

Gu Hejun and Wen Yanqing entered together. Mr. Lin was surprised to see them. Then, he became happy and shouted upstairs. “Gantang, come down. Pour your Brother Hejun a glass of water.”

“Brother Hejun is here?” Lin Gantang asked as she ran down from the third floor.

In the end, she saw that Wen Yanqing was there as well.

“Your Brother Hejun?” Wen Yanqing smiled..