"I can't beat you to death today!" Zhao Ruicheng raised his hand and wanted to hit him again.
Upon seeing this, the housekeeper outside the door quickly came in and stopped him: "Master, please stop fighting. The young master is still injured. Please spare him."
Zhao Ruicheng wanted to break free from the housekeeper's hand: "Old Liu, let me go. I must teach this brat a lesson today. He only wants to cause trouble for me all day long!"
While pulling Zhao Ruicheng, the housekeeper advised Zhao Siming: "Master, please stop confronting me. Apologize to me and admit your mistake quickly, otherwise I may really beat you to death."
Zhao Siming ripped off the bandage hanging on his foot. He got out of bed angrily and walked away on crutches: "You want me to apologize to him, it's a dream!"
"Come back here! If you take one more step, I'll break your legs!" Zhao Ruicheng wanted to go up and grab his son, but he was pulled by the housekeeper and couldn't find him.
Finally, the housekeeper let Zhao Ruicheng go after Zhao Siming had gone far.
He looked at Zhao Ruicheng with a complex expression: "Master, no matter what, it is the young master who will suffer the loss after all. It is normal for him to be unconvinced. Just let him be."
"Let him go? If he continues to seek death, the whole Zhao family will be buried with him!" Zhao Ruicheng said angrily.
"But he is your son after all. If you don't protect him, who else will protect him?" the housekeeper looked at him and said.
"Okay! Go and take him back to Zhao's house quickly. From now on, no one is allowed to let him out without my permission!" Zhao Ruicheng said coldly.
The butler had no choice but to turn around and follow the instructions.
In the next two days, Ye Qingxue and Ye Wenxin were waiting for the Zhao family's thunderous wrath, and they had even prepared for the worst.
But unexpectedly, two days later, the Zhao family did not seem to have any objections to them. The company's partners continued to cooperate, and those who had good relations with the Zhao family did not sever cooperation with them.
Ye Qingxue and Ye Wenxin both felt a little incredible.
"Qingxue, what do you mean by the Zhao family? Why is there still no movement at all?" Ye Wenxin looked at her puzzled.
Ye Qingxue shook his head: "I don't know very well, but I know Zhao Siming. He is not a person who will give up easily. He will definitely take the opportunity to retaliate. We must be well prepared."
Ye Wenxin frowned slightly: "I'm afraid that if the Zhao family is holding back some big moves, they will be in trouble."
"It's very possible, but we can't take it lightly." Ye Qingxue said.
Ye Wenxin nodded.
At this time, Ye Qingxue's cell phone suddenly rang.
She took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar mobile phone number.
She was a little confused. Her number rarely received calls from unknown numbers. Who could be calling her?
Ye Wenxin was a little confused when she saw that she hadn't answered the phone: "Why didn't you answer the phone?"
Ye Qingxue looked at the phone and frowned: "It's an unfamiliar number. I don't know who called me."
"Oh?" Ye Wenxin turned her head and glanced at her mobile phone. It was indeed an unfamiliar number.
She said, "Just pick it up. If you don't pick it up, you won't know who the other party is."
After thinking for a while, Ye Qingxue pressed the connect button.
Then a middle-aged man's voice came from over there: "Hello, hello, is this Ye Qingxue, Mr. Ye?"
Ye Qingxue was puzzled when she heard this somewhat aged voice: "It's me, who are you?"
The man smiled and said: "I am Zhao Ruicheng. I wonder if Mr. Ye has heard of me?"
"Zhao Ruicheng? The one from the Zhao family?" Of course Ye Qingxue had heard of his name, but she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to call her.
Zhao Ruicheng said with a smile: "My son was not sensible and caused a lot of trouble to Mr. Ye. I am really sorry."
Ye Qingxue frowned slightly when she heard this: "Are you here to apologize to me?"
Zhao Ruicheng smiled and said: "Yes, but I also know that there is no sincerity in a verbal apology. Let's do this. I have prepared a feast for you, Mr. Ye, at the Sihai Restaurant. When can you come and have a casual meal?"
"Are you really Zhao Siming's father?" Ye Qingxue was a little doubtful.
She felt that even if Zhao Ruicheng's father did not cause trouble for her, it was unlikely that he would take the initiative to apologize to her.
Now I even go out of my way to treat myself to a meal to admit my mistake, which seems problematic no matter how I look at it.
Zhao Ruicheng said with a smile: "I know Mr. Ye may not believe me, so how about you call Mr. Xiao along? It just so happens that I also want to show Mr. Xiao his fault in person."
"Has he looked for you?" Ye Qingxue tried to ask.
Zhao Ruicheng shook his head: "No, that's why I specifically wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to you and Mr. Xiao. Do you think I can give you some face?"
Ye Qingxue looked at Ye Wenxin, she hesitated and then said: "I want to ask him about this matter, and I will give you an answer later."
"Okay, then I'll wait for your reply." Zhao Ruicheng said with a smile.
Then Ye Qingxue hung up the phone.
"Did Zhao Ruicheng call you?" Ye Wenxin looked at her and asked.
Ye Qingxue nodded: "He also wanted to treat me and the vendor to dinner, saying he wanted to apologize to us."
"This is obviously the Hongmen Banquet. Qingxue, you must not go!" Ye Wenxin advised.
Ye Qingxue frowned slightly: "I'm thinking, if the Zhao family really wants to take action against us, they don't need to go to such trouble, and such an obvious trick can be seen through at a glance. Does he need to use such a clumsy trick?
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"You don't really want to go, do you?" Ye Wenxin looked at her in surprise.
Ye Qingxue thought for a while and then said: "I'll ask Xiao Fan and see what he thinks."
As she said that, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Xiao Fan's number.
After a moment, Xiao Fan's laughter came from the other side: "What's wrong, my dear wife? Are you missing me at work?"
Ye Qingxue's face was filled with black lines: "Be more serious!"
Xiao Fan said with a smile: "I'm quite serious, what's wrong?"
Ye Qingxue: "Zhao Siming's father called me just now. He said he wanted to treat us to dinner. What do you think?"
Xiao Fan: "Invite us to dinner? How nice is that? Where can we eat? If we go to too many places, I won't go."
"You really want to go? Aren't you afraid of any problems?" Ye Qingxue asked.
Xiao Fan smiled and said: "It's not like I can't go to the Hongmen Banquet. As long as I have something to eat, I just want to eat something delicious recently."
Ye Qingxue frowned: "What if they set a trap?"
Xiao Fan smiled and said: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, who dares to understand a hair of yours? I'll prick out his fingers."
Hearing what he said, Ye Qingxue fell into silence for a while.
After a while, she said: "Okay, let's go together."
"Okay, then I'll wait for you at your company now." He hung up the phone after saying that.
Ye Wenxin looked at Ye Qingxue with a worried look on his face.