871: Chapter 864: Become a Clown?
_2 871: Chapter 864: Become a Clown?
_2 Shivering under Ye Chenfeng’s cold gaze, Wang Kejun was terrified.
How could Ye Chenfeng still be polite to Luo Zhiyuan after he tried to grab Ye Chenfeng’s collar just now?
As for these idiotic young masters from big families, Ye Chenfeng didn’t mind breaking their arms or legs.
However, since today was, after all, Zhang Manshan’s birthday banquet, Ye Chenfeng still showed some restraint, so Luo Zhiyuan wasn’t hurt.
“I’m telling you, girl, do you have a fantasy disorder or what?
You throwing tantrums and being arrogant towards other people is none of my business.
But if you piss me off again, believe it or not, I’ll strip you of your clothes.
If there’s nothing else, then get lost; I don’t have time to mess around with a few brats,” Ye Chenfeng said to Zhang Qingqing.
This made Zhang Qingqing instantly tear up, her eyes reddening as tears began to tumble around, glaring at Ye Chenfeng in grievance, her hatred for Ye Chenfeng rapidly soaring.
However, the commotion caused by Ye Chenfeng was too big, quickly attracting the attention of others.
Zhang Manshan, Luo Zhongshu, and Wang Beijiang, two old men, came over.
These two were the Family Heads of the Luo and Wang families in Nangang.
Seeing his grandson lying on the ground, Luo Zhongshu hurried over to help Luo Zhiyuan up.
With Luo Zhiyuan still dazed, Luo Zhongshu became quite angry at the sorry state of his grandson.
Zhang Manshan, Luo Zhongshu, and Wang Beijiang approached Ye Chenfeng and the others.
Zhang Manshan, seeing his granddaughter’s reddened eyes, frowned and asked, “Chenfeng, what exactly happened here?”
“Grandfather Zhang, your granddaughter sent these two to teach me a lesson.
Fortunately, I’m quite capable, so they didn’t succeed,” Ye Chenfeng pointed at Luo Zhiyuan and Wang Kejun and said.
Wang Beijiang, seeing his grandson Wang Kejun’s pale face, also felt his anger ignite.
He asked, “Manshan, who is this young man?
How is it that he can hit people yet still be justified?”
“Yes!
Manshan, today is your birthday banquet.
He’s caused trouble at your banquet.
Isn’t this disrespecting you?” Luo Zhongshu chimed in, glaring fiercely at Ye Chenfeng.
After Zhang Manshan and the others arrived on the scene, more and more people gathered around.
Zhang Manshan’s son Zhang Yiming and his daughter-in-law Zhu Yuhua also came over.
After quickly grasping the situation and seeing their daughter’s red eyes, they looked at Ye Chenfeng with hostile gazes.
“Grandfather, grandfather, it was Ye Chenfeng who started it.
He’s obviously disrespecting you.
Today is clearly your birthday banquet, yet he’s causing chaos.
Are you really going to let this kind of person stay?” Zhang Qingqing said, seizing on the hostility from Luo Zhongshu and Wang Beijiang towards Ye Chenfeng.
The Zhang family had business dealings with these two families, so Zhang Manshan didn’t want to lose face with Luo Zhongshu and Wang Beijiang, and he also felt that Ye Chenfeng’s actions were a bit too much, especially since today was his birthday banquet!
Little did he know, this was already Ye Chenfeng showing restraint for Zhang Manshan; otherwise, Luo Zhiyuan absolutely wouldn’t have been able to get off the ground today, and he would have broken many more bones.
“Grandfather, this guy bullied Qingqing.
I only wanted to make him apologize to Qingqing,” said Luo Zhiyuan, who was thrown around, to his grandfather Luo Zhongshu.
“Grandfather, I saw this guy bullying Qingqing, and I wanted to stand up for Qingqing,” Wang Kejun also quickly said to his grandfather Wang Beijiang.
“Manshan, now it’s clear what happened.
This guy not only hit my grandson but also bullied your granddaughter and caused a disturbance at your birthday banquet.
What do you think should be done?” Luo Zhongshu asked, his expression unchanged.
Zhang Manshan internally sighed.
After all, the Ye family’s influence was in Capital City, and it would be quite detrimental to the Zhang family if he offended the Luos and the Wangs today.
Just as Zhang Manshan hesitated, his son Zhang Yiming and daughter-in-law Zhu Yuhua came over.
Zhang Yiming said in a low voice, “Dad, Ye Chenfeng doesn’t belong here.
You are good friends with Ye Chenfeng’s grandfather, and if you explain today’s situation to him, I don’t think Elder Ye will have much to say.
Besides, with the Ye family’s influence in Capital City and Nangang being a special region in Huaxia Country, the Ye family can’t reach us here.”
“Yes, Dad, Yiming is right,” Zhu Yuhua chimed in immediately.
Ye Chenfeng heard Zhang Manshan and the others’ hushed conversation crystal clear and gave a self-deprecating smile, “Grandpa Zhang, I won’t bother you any longer, I’ll leave right now.”
“Chenfeng, I apologize for today.
I’ve had someone place the medicinal herbs next to your car.
When you return to Capital City, give my regards to your grandfather,” said Zhang Manshan, somewhat embarrassed.
“Grandpa Zhang, how much do those herbs cost?
I’ll transfer the money to you right away,” Ye Chenfeng casually asked.
“No need for that, I’ve been old friends with your grandfather,” Zhang Manshan replied.
“Alright, since Grandpa Zhang doesn’t want money, I won’t insist.
You must have been suffering from frequent insomnia and restless sleep lately, right?
I’ll write you a prescription now, and I guarantee it will prolong your life,” Ye Chenfeng didn’t like owing people favors.
The very moment he first saw Zhang Manshan, he sensed that Zhang Manshan’s health wasn’t great.
The prescription he had in mind was extremely valuable; if Zhang Manshan took it regularly, it was guaranteed to prolong his life by five years.
This would suffice as payment for the medicinal herbs.
“Ye Chenfeng, you can leave the Zhang family estate immediately.
You’re not planning to freeload here, are you?
Talking about writing a prescription for my grandfather and guaranteeing it will extend his life?
Are you a doctor?
Is your prescription even drinkable?
This is just ludicrous,” sneered Zhang Qingqing, full of mockery.
Lately, Zhang Manshan indeed had been struggling with insomnia and nightmares, and he was taken aback when Ye Chenfeng pinpointed it.
Now, hearing his granddaughter’s words, he shook his head in amused disbelief, convinced that Ye Chenfeng was a blind cat that had stumbled upon a dead mouse; after all, Ye Chenfeng wasn’t a doctor.
How could he know how to write a prescription, let alone describe it as some miracle?
This made Zhang Manshan dislike Ye Chenfeng even more.
“Chenfeng, I appreciate your kindness,” Zhang Manshan said.
Ye Chenfeng caught the look of disgust on Zhang Manshan’s face, shrugged nonchalantly, and, since he had offered his part, and Zhang Manshan didn’t want it, he wouldn’t say more.
With the medicinal herbs in hand, he felt justified and started to walk toward the estate’s parking area.
Zhang Qingqing thought that being forced to leave the estate in front of all these people turned Ye Chenfeng into a joke, brightening her mood suddenly.
And just as Ye Chenfeng was thinking of leaving, a group of unruly young elites from Nangang, who had been released from the police station, arrived at the Zhang family estate.
Their families had all been invited to the birthday banquet, so they came straight to the estate from the police station, with Luo Yongtian, Wang Zidong, and Zhang Xiaoyun leading the way.
As for the top leader of Nangang, Cheng Wansong, the second in command Xu Dongchun, and others like Duan Nan, they were also about to arrive at the Zhang family estate.
In front of Villa #3 at the Zhang family estate, the young people present looked at Ye Chenfeng with disdain and mockery, some even laughing out loud without regard for the setting.
Facing these jeers and contempt, had Ye Chenfeng really become a clown?
Or were those mocking Ye Chenfeng the actual clowns?
…(To be continued.
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