Chapter 076: Dad, Can't You Show Some Compassion?
"Zhenzhen, you…"
Ye Dad's frown deepened.
He thought his daughter was far too naive.
Does she speak without thinking?
So sweetly foolish.
"It's admirable that you want to repay kindness. But Zhenzhen, our family has already transferred one million to her—that's more than enough. There's no need to give her an apartment too…"
Ye Zhen blinked innocently, feigning cluelessness: "Daddy, we're not giving her the house—just letting her stay there!"
Ye Dad looked at her helplessly: "Then how long do you plan to lend it to her?"
Ye Zhen smiled sweetly: "We can't just take it back right after lending it out, can we? We should at least lend it for ten or eight years."
What's the difference between that and giving it away?
Ye Dad was utterly speechless.
True, the family owned multiple properties, but they were all luxury mansions and villas worth a fortune! How could he just give one away?
He certainly couldn't go out and buy a small apartment just for Ye Fuli.
As a businessman, he couldn't possibly make such an obviously unprofitable deal.
"Dad, can you do it? Say something."
Seeing his daughter's earnest expression, Ye Dad couldn't help but ask, "Zhenzhen, did someone teach you to say these things?"
Could it be that little brat Ye Fuli had planted this idea in her head and was using his daughter as a mouthpiece?
Ye Zhen shook her head. "I thought of this myself! Dad, if you don't agree, I'll buy it with my own money."
"This…"
As they spoke, they had already reached Ye Fuli's doorstep.
Light shone through the windows, clearly indicating someone was home.
The matter of the house would have to be put on hold for now.
Ye Dad stepped forward, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.
No response.
He knocked again, this time with more force.
This time, the door opened.
Inside, Ye Fuli's adoptive father—a drunken middle-aged man named Chu Yong—peered out cautiously, half his head visible. "Who's there?"
Before Ye's father could say anything, Chu Yong was shoved aside.
He stumbled drunkenly to the floor, cursing and muttering like a puddle of moving sludge.
Ye Fuli's adoptive mother, Ye Juan—a disheveled, greasy-faced middle-aged woman—stepped forward with a forced smile. "You're here to investigate Ye Fuli's background too? Pay up! Just pay me, and I'll tell you everything!"
This kind of scene was far beyond what someone like Ye's father, a man of higher social standing, had ever witnessed.
He staggered, instinctively taking several steps back.
The driver quickly called the bodyguards, instructing them to come up.
"Really, I'll tell you everything! No one knows Ye Fuli better than me, I swear!"
All Ye Juan could think about now was money.
Before, she could effortlessly get endless money from Ye Fuli. But now, Ye Fuli was no longer obedient—she even made Ye Juan feel afraid. She had to quickly figure out a way out for herself.
No matter what, as long as she could get her hands on the money, she was willing to risk everything!
During her confinement by Bai Ruoting, the young master of the Bai family, she and Chu Yong had been well fed and cared for. Now that she was free, she couldn't even afford to put food on the table.
Money—she needed money! WeChat ID: flyn5959
Ye's father shook his head, thinking to himself that Ye Fuli really had been unlucky.
Neither parent seemed mentally stable.
He handed over the prepared gift: "It's like this, you two. Your daughter, Ye Fuli, saved our daughter, Zhenzhen. This is a small token of our gratitude. Please don't look down on it."
"Huh? My daughter saved your daughter?"
Hearing this crucial statement, Ye Juan's eyes darted around, and her smile vanished instantly.
"This is all you're giving? Listen to this! Is this even appropriate? A life-saving favor is worth only a few thousand yuan?"
Her eyes widened as she glared at Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen wasn't afraid of her, but Ye Dad was cautious. He immediately shielded her behind him.
He was already preparing to take Ye Zhen away.
But the two people in front of them clearly had no intention of letting this golden opportunity for extortion slip away.
With Ye Fuli absent from home, they could do as they pleased.
"Hey, get this straight—this is a life-saving favor!"
Ye Juan suddenly raised her voice, spreading her hands wide and twisting her legs into a pose reminiscent of Karmy's signature stance. With a ferocious expression, she snarled, "Aren't the lives of rich people worth a fortune? Bringing over such a measly amount of junk—you think you're better than us, don't you!"
At that moment, Chu Yong, who had been writhing on the floor, pushed himself up against the doorframe. Squinting drunken eyes fixed on Ye Dad.
"Cut the crap. Bring ten million yuan, or we'll go expose you on TV!"
"That's right! That's right!"
The Ye family's bodyguards had already rushed over.
Ye Dad shielded Ye Zhen as he backed away step by step.
He gave the bodyguards a look, signaling them to control the situation. If necessary, they could teach these two scumbags a lesson.
Unexpectedly, before they could even touch them, Chu Yong and Ye Juan fell down in perfect unison, rolling around on the ground and wailing loudly.
"Help! Everyone, come see! The rich are beating people!"
"This is outrageous! Does being rich give you the right to bully people?!"
"Oh my, my life is so miserable!"
"Even our daughter won't help us now! We can't go on living!"
…
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Downstairs.
Ye Fuli, clutching a bag filled with various fruit wines, stood frozen at the staircase entrance. For a moment, she felt all the blood in her body rushing to her head.
This scene felt eerily familiar, as if it had played out at some point in her past life.
That sickening wail, that revolting face, that disgusting piece of trash!
Ye Fuli forced herself to steady her nerves, slowly stepping forward and ascending the stairs.
At the staircase turn, she heard Ye Zhen's voice: "Dad, you saw it. Ye Fuli's family situation is terrible. Let's just give her an apartment to live in. Please, I'm begging you."
Immediately after, Ye Dad's voice echoed.
"Zhenzhen, this matter…"
"Dad! This isn't a big deal, is it? We have so many houses. What's wrong with giving her one?"
"Zhenzhen, you…"
"Sigh, Dad, can't you show some compassion? Let's help her out, please."
Ye Zhen was busy emotionally blackmailing her father.
Heh, moral blackmail still works like a charm.
First, get Ye Fuli back into the Ye family.
What a great start to the day.
Ye Dad's head was pounding. Finally, he relented: "Fine! I get it. Stop shaking my arm—you're going to knock me over."
"Thank you, Dad! You're the kindest person in the whole world."
The two put on a show of filial piety and parental affection.
Ye Fuli stood quietly by the storage room, watching them descend the stairs.
Her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
After Ye Zhen returned home, she seemed to slump for only a few days before bouncing back, cheerfully embracing her new life.
She truly adapted well to that home.
Ye Fuli gave a self-deprecating chuckle, wondering what she had been worrying about.
Ye Zhen was different from her. She was a girl who had grown up bathed in sunlight. Even if she occasionally threw a tantrum, she was easily forgiven. She wouldn't be locked up for months, beaten, forcibly medicated, or sent to a reformatory.
"But why did she have the Ye family give me a house?"
Ye Fuli habitually touched her nose tip, deep in thought.
"Is this her way of befriending me? Or does she want to turn the tables and control me?"
Regardless, she enjoyed observing Ye Zhen's every move and quietly playing along with the charade.
If Ye Zhen truly secured an apartment for her, she would accept it and move in.
"Heh, let me see what tricks my little kitten has up her sleeve."