Chapter 165: Chapter 165: The Truth (Extra)_1
 

Ye Xiong activated the video recording feature on his phone and captured the entire encounter, making sure to give Dong Xuan a good close-up of her face.

When he saw the man’s face clearly, Ye Xiong felt completely unsettled.

He never would have imagined that Dong Xuan’s lover was his own uncle, Ye Yuannan.

Ye Xiong had always disliked this uncle, even harboring some disgust for him.

A gambler and a lecher, spending money extravagantly, lacking ambition, always aiming too high.

He embodied more than half of the negative traits that one could use to describe a man.

As a child, Ye Yuannan would often visit their home under various pretexts to swindle money from Ye Yuandong, sometimes claiming it was for investment, other times for business endeavors, fabricating all sorts of reasons with only one goal: to cheat him out of his money.

Initially, Ye Yuandong supported him, giving tens of thousands, even millions, but after several times with no return, the endless giving became like throwing meat buns to a dog—never to be seen again. Eventually, he was heartbroken over his brother and let him fend for himself.

When Ye Yuannan found himself with no other options, he worked at the company for a while, with Ye Yuandong offering him a manager position.

Who knew that within a month, he caused total chaos at work, resulting in a flurry of complaints from subordinates.

Ye Yuandong had come to see through his brother, realizing he was nothing more than an incapable and helpless loafer.

Later, when Ye Xiong was conscripted into the military, he had no more news about this young uncle. He hadn’t expected to encounter him here, entangled with his own sister-in-law.

“Always leaving someone hanging, what a useless thing,” Dong Xuan sat up and kicked him off the bed with one foot.

“Just give me some time; I took some imported medicine just now, I guarantee I can go again soon,” Ye Yuannan crawled back onto the bed, smiling as he moved closer.

“I don’t feel like it, I’m not interested,” Dong Xuan began dressing.

“Come on, one more time, I promise to satisfy you,” pleaded Ye Yuannan.

“There’s a jewelry exhibition tomorrow night, I have to go back and discuss some things with that damned old man; I can’t stay here for long,” Dong Xuan pushed him away and began to touch up her makeup.

“What are you planning to do about Ye Jun’s return?” Dong Xuan asked while touching up her makeup.

“What’s he going to do? He’s just an impulsive waste. It’s easy to take care of him,” Ye Yuannan lay on the bed, laughing. “Back then, you could have someone slip sleeping pills into Qiao Mei’ling’s drink, why not use the old trick again and poison him?”

At this point, Ye Xiong’s head exploded with a loud bang.

His eyes blazed with furious flames, and he trembled with agitation.

Back then, after his mother’s car accident, he had thought it was due to emotional turmoil from an argument with his father that had caused the accident. He never would have guessed that it was Dong Xuan who had arranged for someone to tamper with his mother’s water with sleeping pills.

He desperately wanted to rush in and kill the adulterous couple.

No, it wouldn’t do to let her die so easily; he wanted her to end in the most painful way possible.

Since she loved money and status so much, he would ensure she fell from grace completely.

Ye Xiong suppressed the urge and recorded their entire conversation.

“Weren’t you the one who promised never to bring up that matter, and now what’s gotten into you?” Dong Xuan snapped in anger.

“If we don’t bring up that matter, would you even respect me, a man without money or talent?”

Ye Yuannan went to embrace her and scoffed, “Dong Xuan, don’t forget you’re in my grasp. Don’t think you can get rid of me by killing me. I’ve already stored the evidence with a friend. If I don’t call them within ten days, they will deliver the materials to the police station. If you want to avoid disgrace, you better behave.”

Ye Xiong turned off his phone and left the room quietly, his heart surging with emotion.

In the past, he would have burst in and killed them both.

But now, he would not, for he had learned an even more painful way of exacting revenge.

Upon returning to the hotel, the banquet was almost over.

“Brother, where did you go? Why did you come back so late?” Yangyang came over to ask.

“I’m just going out to meet a friend,” Ye Xiong said with a smile.

It’s better not to tell her the truth yet, Yangyang is too fragile, and I don’t know if she can withstand such a heavy blow.

“Brother-in-law, you’re not going out to meet girls again, are you?” Tang Ning came over and chuckled.

“Meet your dead head, can’t you speak more cleanly, have no decency,” Ye Xiong cursed.

“That’s like the pot calling the kettle black; just look at yourself before you say anything about others,” Tang Ning retorted.

Ye Xiong couldn’t be bothered with her and, noticing Yang Xinyi wasn’t there, asked curiously, “Where’s my wife?”

“She was just here a moment ago, how did she vanish in the blink of an eye?” Yangyang looked around once more and noticed a familiar figure standing on the balcony.

“There, over there!” she pointed.

Yang Xinyi stood there, motionless, gazing at the night scene, her side profile unspeakably desolate.

No one knew what she was thinking, but from her expression, it was clear that she was not happy.

Ye Xiong sighed quietly to himself, thinking that by taking this trip to the Capital City he could improve their relationship a bit, and even if they couldn’t return to the way they were before, at the very least they could be like close friends.

But he didn’t expect to encounter so many issues here and ended up neglecting her.

He walked over and stood beside her, shoulder to shoulder.

“What are you looking at?” he asked.

“The night view of the Capital City.”

Yang Xinyi had her arms crossed, letting the night wind blow through her long hair, her stunningly beautiful face stirring Ye Xiong’s heart immensely.

Despite being surrounded by many women, Yang Xinyi was the most beautiful and had the best temperament, and was the most attractive to him.

But she was too cold, her personality too traditional; she had no intention of giving him a chance before he sorted out his messy feelings.

“I didn’t hold your hand, no need to cross your arms, right?” Ye Xiong said with a bitter smile.

Yang Xinyi didn’t expect him to be so attentive, even noticing such a subtle gesture.

She remained silent.

The two of them stood there like that, neither speaking further, until Tang Ning and Yangyang came over to call them back, and only then did they leave.

Ye Xiong drove the three women home when suddenly, a car sped towards them, making a sharp turn in front of them, forcing his car to the side of the road.

Two men ran down from the car swiftly, approached Ye Xiong and drew their guns, prepared to assassinate.

Their actions were quick, without a hint of hesitation.

Their skills were evident of seasoned experts, just from their assassination technique one could tell they were absolute masters.

Ye Xiong quickly jumped out of the car, not caring about the three women inside, and ran towards the woods under the moonlight.

The target was himself; as long as he fled, the pursuers would follow, and the three women would be safe.

He guessed right; the two armed experts did not pay attention to the three women in the car but followed him into the woods to continue the pursuit.

The three women took a while to react, all starting to scream.

Once inside, Ye Xiong hid behind a large pine tree and pulled out his Mo Bing, holding it in his hand.

The two masked figures, pistols in hand, slowly approached.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.