Chapter 31

Young Master Ye?

The respectful voice, neither high nor low, was like a bolt of lightning to Han Sisi's parents.

Han Sisi's face changed drastically, looking as bad as it could get.

The Han family relatives also looked at Ye Fei in shock.

What kind of ghost is Young Master Ye?

Han Sisi, unable to believe it, shouted, "President Lin, do you know Ye Fei?"

Lin Baishun ignored her and warmly smiled at Ye Fei, "Young Master Ye, Sister-in-law, hello."

"I didn't expect to meet you here; it's truly an honor for me."

Confirming that the two knew each other and seeing Lin Baishun's respectful attitude towards Ye Fei, the Han family was completely stunned.

Han Sisi's small mouth opened wide in disbelief.

She never thought that Ye Fei would know her superior, and it was Lin Baishun.

Tang Ruoxue, who didn't have a good impression of Lin Baishun, still nodded slightly out of politeness, "President Lin, hello."

Ye Fei, however, showed no respect, throwing the shrimp shell on the table, "What's up?"

For the guy who tried to take liberties with Tang Ruoxue, Ye Fei wouldn't forgive him just because he lost a hand.

"Young Master Ye, I was wrong last time, and I've been looking for an opportunity to apologize, but I never had the chance."

Feeling Ye Fei's hostility, Lin Baishun's heart trembled, and he bent his waist, "Tonight, I wonder if Young Master Ye could do me the honor of having a meal with me?"

He had already found out that Ye Fei was the savior of Song Hongyan's daughter, and Song Hongyan had even knelt to thank him.

Thinking about his actions towards Tang Ruoxue at the restaurant, Lin Baishun really wished he could beat himself to death, so he wanted to make amends when he saw Ye Fei.

At the same time, he wanted to latch onto a powerful ally.

If he could really get on good terms with Ye Fei, he would have a chance to enter the core circle, transforming from one of the eighteen disciples to one of the eight elite.

Ye Fei originally wanted to refuse directly, but Tang Ruoxue gently pulled him, signaling him to give the other party some face.

"Another day, I'm full tonight."

Ye Fei held back his words to kick him out, wiped his hands with a napkin, and stood up, "Leave a business card. When I have time and remember, I'll let you treat me to a meal."

"Thank you, Young Master Ye, thank you, Young Master Ye."

Lin Baishun quickly took out a business card and respectfully handed it to Ye Fei, "I sincerely hope Young Master Ye can give me a chance to apologize."

Ye Fei hummed and casually put it in his pocket.

The Han family almost spat blood at the sight.

The Lin Baishun they had been trying to flatter was like an ant in Ye Fei's eyes.

The gap was truly vast.

Han Sisi felt even more miserable.

A nobody should remain a nobody; why should he have a comeback?

And again and again?

She was about to cry.

"I won't disturb your meal, I won't disturb your meal."

Lin Baishun straightened up and smiled at Han Sisi, "Sisi, why didn't you tell me earlier that Young Master Ye is your relative?"

It seemed like a complaint, but it was actually a hidden message, and Han Sisi's eyes lit up.

"We're not close."

Ye Fei's light words extinguished Han Sisi's thoughts, "Ruoxue, let's go home."

Then, he pulled Tang Ruoxue out of the private room.

"Understood, understood."

Lin Baishun nodded repeatedly and respectfully saw Ye Fei off.

Han Sisi's expression was very gloomy, and she awkwardly looked at everyone, knowing she had brought this upon herself.

She thought she had done well enough, becoming a supervisor two years after graduation with a monthly salary of 50,000, so she had the right to look down on the waste that was Ye Fei.

But now, compared to him, she was nothing! And her humiliation of Ye Fei might get her kicked out by Lin Baishun... Grandpa Jiu slammed the table again, "A son should be like this, a son should be like this."

After leaving the luxury restaurant, Tang Ruoxue shed her reserve and happily hugged Ye Fei.

For a year, she had been ridiculed by all the relatives, but tonight she received envious and jealous looks.

So she became much more affectionate towards Ye Fei.

But she quickly came to her senses and hurriedly pulled away from him.

Ye Fei didn't let her go, grabbing the woman's hand. Tang Ruoxue tried to break free but was firmly held by Ye Fei.

In the end, Tang Ruoxue could only let Ye Fei hold her hand.

Their relationship had undergone a qualitative change.

Just as they were about to get into the car and leave, they heard a commotion ahead, "Not good, someone has fainted!"

Tang Ruoxue and Ye Fei were stunned and ran towards the crowd not far away.

Soon, they reached the center of the incident and saw an old man with white hair lying on the ground, looking about sixty years old and very emaciated.

Especially his facial features, which looked like a skull, giving a ghostly feeling in the dark.

At that moment, his eyes were tightly closed, his body curled up, and he was trembling slightly.

A girl in a Givenchy shirt with a delicate face was anxiously squatting beside him.

The woman was calling for an ambulance on her phone, shouting the address, and urging them to come quickly to save the person.

Then, she shouted to the onlookers, "Is there a doctor here?"

"Is there a doctor who can give my grandfather emergency treatment?"

The old man's face was slowly turning black, and his chest was rising and falling weakly.

Everyone could see that the situation was not optimistic, and he might be dead before the ambulance arrived.

The onlookers, hearing the girl's cries, subconsciously stopped filming on their phones and scanned the crowd for medical personnel.

A few people hesitated but ultimately didn't step forward to help.

In this day and age, they didn't seek to do good, but to avoid doing wrong.

"Um—" Suddenly, the old man hugged his shoulders, shivering, and his expression became even more painful.

The Givenchy girl became even more anxious, looking around the crowd and shouting, "Who can help my grandfather?"

"I'll give him ten thousand, no, one million."

The crowd gasped; this girl was truly wealthy and generous.

"I'll take a look!"

Seeing the old man's critical condition, Ye Fei prepared to step forward.

Tang Ruoxue quickly pulled him back, "What are you doing?"

"Wanting that one million?"

Ye Fei whispered, "No, I want to save him."

Tang Ruoxue scolded, "You've only watched a few health programs and got lucky saving Qianqian. Do you really think you're a miracle doctor?"

Ye Fei explained, "No, Ruoxue, the patient's condition is not good. I want to see if I can help...""What can you do? Luck won't always be on your side."

Tang Ruoxue pulled Ye Fei, "And look at the patient's clothes; he's either rich or powerful."

"Treating such a person, if you succeed, the reward is significant, but if you make a mistake, it's not just a matter of being sorry. You might even lose your life."

"So I don't want you to get involved in this mess."

Tang Ruoxue had finally changed her view of Ye Fei and hoped he would live a stable life. Only then would they have a future together.

"Ruoxue, don't worry, I won't recklessly save him."

Ye Fei knew what she was worried about, "I just want to take a look."

Tang Ruoxue's face was cold, "No, you can't go."

If Ye Fei were a real doctor, Tang Ruoxue wouldn't have stopped him.

But Ye Fei was just someone who had watched Chinese medicine lectures and didn't even have a medical license. The risk was too high for him to meddle.

He could easily be accused of murder if he made a mistake.

At that moment, the old man groaned in pain, and the Givenchy girl wiped her tears, shouting, "Is there a doctor?"

"Ruoxue, I'll explain later, but I have to save him now."

Ye Fei broke free from Tang Ruoxue's grip and pushed through the crowd, shouting, "I'll take a look."

Tang Ruoxue stomped her foot in anger, "Ye Fei..."