Zhang Jingzhong was furious at this mont, his face full of anger and frustration.
Because his daughter had been hit!
"Is this the place?"
Zhang Jingzhong asked his daughter.
"Yes, I saw him go in here."
The one who replied was a graceful and beautiful young woman.
Her na was Zhang Yuying.
She was the woman who had been slapped by Ye Fei last night.
And Zhang Jingzhong, was her father.
Zhang Yuying, seeing her father ablaze with rage, felt a bit uneasy.
After finding out that she had been hit, her father wanted to take her to find the person responsible.
But Zhang Jingzhong only knew that she had been hit, not that she had also been saved by that man.
Actually recalling last night’s event, Zhang Yuying herself also felt that she had been in the wrong.
It was only after being slapped and in a fit of anger that she complained to her father about being hit.
Now that her temper had cooled, it was sowhat embarrassing to be seeking revenge.
"Dad, let’s just go back, I’m fine," Zhang Yuying whispered softly.
"No way!"
Zhang Jingzhong declared decisively.
"I’ve raised my daughter with such care, I couldn’t bring myself to lay a hand on her!"
"How dares so little punk lay a finger on my daughter?"
"Today, I’ll let everyone see that Zhang Jingzhong of Tianhe City is not soone to be ssed with!"
Hearing her father’s words, Zhang Yuying imdiately kept quiet.
She knew deep down that if she hadn’t kept pestering that person, she wouldn’t have been slapped.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Zhang Jingzhong pounded on the door heavily.
"Co out!"
"The kid inside, listen up, co out and apologize to my daughter right now!"
The door creaked open.
Ye Fei walked out at a leisurely pace.
Just as Zhang Jingzhong was about to burst into a tirade, he saw Ye Fei’s face and imdiately froze.
"Ye... Mr. Ye?"
Ye Fei glanced at Zhang Yuying and instantly understood the situation.
"Director Zhang, is there a problem?"
Zhang Jingzhong was stunned for a long mont.
What’s going on here?
Wasn’t he here to find a hoodlum who hit his daughter?
How did he end up at Ye Fei’s place?
He hastily took a few steps back and then realized he had been here just a few days ago.
In his rage earlier, he hadn’t even recognized that this was Ye Fei’s house?
Zhang Jingzhong was dumbfounded.
"Mr. Ye, this... you..."
Then Zhang Jingzhong turned his gaze to his daughter.
"Yuying, what’s going on here?"
"Do you an to say that Mr. Ye hit you?"
At that mont, Zhang Yuying was dumbstruck too.
Mr. Ye?
Her father was actually addressing a street thug in such a respectful manner?
They knew each other?
Mother and daughter were staring at each other, speechless.
Ye Fei chuckled softly.
"Director Zhang, let explain."
"Your daughter almost got taken away by a group of people on the bus yesterday, and through so twist of fate, I ended up saving her."
"However, afterward, your daughter kept sticking to , which annoyed , so I gave her a slap," said Ye Fei with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, if you’re here for that matter, I’m certainly not going to apologize."
A joke, Ye Fei always dealt with matters straightforwardly.
He hit her, so he hit her.
An apology?
Ye Fei made it clear that was not an option.
At this mont, Zhang Jingzhong’s face was a study in contrasts, but then he sternly glared at his daughter.
"Mr. Ye saved you?"
Accustod to being spoiled by her father, Zhang Yuying had never seen him look like this and imdiately panicked.
"Yeah," Zhang Yuying replied in a low voice.
Zhang Jingzhong imdiately beca angry.
"You foolish girl!"
"Since Mr. Ye saved you, instead of being grateful, why did you anger him?"
Zhang Yuying was on the verge of tears, sorrowfully saying, "How was I supposed to know what he intended..."
"Still talking back?" Zhang Jingzhong interrupted her, "Is this how I’ve taught you?"
Zhang Jingzhong knew his daughter had been spoiled and must have truly offended Ye Fei to receive a slap.
Zhang Yuying pursed her lips, only sobbing quietly, not daring to retort.
"Co over and apologize to Mr. Ye!" Zhang Jingzhong bellowed.
Zhang Yuying looked up in confusion, "Dad, I was the one who got hit! I’m your daughter!"
"Apologize!"
Zhang Jingzhong’s voice rose even louder.
He felt as if his two decades of parenting had been wasted.
Zhang Yuying, now more frightened, approached Ye Fei hesitantly.
"I’m sorry, it was my fault!"
The haughty young lady from yesterday had turned into a ek little lamb today.
Ye Fei gave a low chuckle.
All of this, he did not care about.
He knew Zhang Jingzhong was rely trying to ingratiate himself with him.
Ye Fei had first rescued his daughter from kidnappers.
Then he single-handedly confronted a group on a bus.
And now, he had such a close relationship with the combat departnt.
Zhang Jingzhong, a rchant for many years, even with his high status, always took the networking with any power seriously.
Seeing the farce co to an end, Ye Fei chuckled to Zhang Jingzhong.
"It’s all a misunderstanding, all’s well that ends well."
"Director Zhang, co in for a cup of tea."
Zhang Jingzhong finally cald down and said earnestly, "No thanks, I still have business matters to attend to."
"Then, I won’t see you out," Ye Fei was even more straightforward.
Zhang Jingzhong took two steps back, ready to leave, then saw his crying daughter.
A glint appeared in his eyes, and he approached Ye Fei once more.
"Mr. Ye, as a token of my apology, let give you a small gift."
"There’s no need," Ye Fei declined directly.
He was still busy with the refinent of those precious dicinal ingredients and had no ti for idle chit-chat.
Zhang Jingzhong urged hastily, "Mr. Ye, don’t you want to know what I’m offering?"
Ye Fei raised an eyebrow. Why was this old man being so secretive?
Zhang Jingzhong suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, in fact... I’ve known for so ti that you’re a martial artist from the ancient tradition."
"I have a few treasures here that can aid in cultivation, but you’ll have to fetch them yourself."
"Are you interested?"
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