The Prisoner Who Came Back a King Chapter 70

Wanling was a genuine city girl. Although she didn't co from a wealthy family, she was well-inford and naturally had a keen eye.

Her gaze was deeply captivated by that piece of fish maw.

"Is this fish maw... real?"

Wanling asked in surprise as she held the fish maw in her hand, examining it closely.

Then, to her astonishnt, she discovered that this was no ordinary fish maw, but a rare yellow lip fish maw.

Wanling's mother ca from a wealthy family, and when she married her father, she brought along a rare yellow lip fish maw as part of her dowry.

Therefore, Wanling was no stranger to such precious items.

Fish maw is known for its blood-nourishing and energy-boosting properties, especially beneficial for won with anemia and energy deficiency.

After giving birth, Wanling's body had always been weak.

It was only after her mother cut a small piece from that long-preserved fish maw that her health significantly improved.

Thus, she knew better than anyone how precious the item before her was.

Tu Yongheng, who had never seen such things, was naturally a bit confused and asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Wanling, holding the fish maw with delight, said, "Honey, is your friend that wealthy? This fish maw is worth a lot of money!"

Tu Yongheng was skeptical. Given that Ye Feng had just returned and his circumstances weren't great, it seed unlikely he would give away sothing so valuable.

So he asked curiously, "How much is it worth?"

"This type of fish maw is now very rare, hard to buy even if you have the money. It's probably worth hundreds of thousands!"

Wanling held the fish maw as if it were a treasure.

Her words left Tu Yongheng stunned.

Hundreds of thousands?

For this ugly-looking thing?

Tu Yongheng couldn't believe it and asked again for confirmation, "Is it really worth hundreds of thousands?"

Wanling nodded seriously.

For won, this thing was a treasure. The last ti she ate just a little, her mother was heartbroken for a long ti.

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Unexpectedly, this one was even bigger than the one her mother had.

After a brief mont of surprise, Tu Yongheng realized sothing: "No, I can't accept sothing so valuable. We need to return it to Feng."

He reached out to take the fish maw from Wanling, intending to return it to Ye Feng.

He instinctively felt that Ye Feng's current situation wasn't as good as before, and he wouldn't accept such a valuable gift.

Wanling, whose body had always been sowhat weak, found fish maw to be the most nourishing thing for her.

Holding the fish maw, she firmly said, "No, once sothing is given, how can it be taken back?"

"But given his current situation, we can't take his things!"

"I don't care, you can return other things, but this fish maw stays with ."

Wanling was adamant, clutching the fish maw tightly.

"Honey..."

Tu Yongheng wanted to say more.

But the tears in her eyes defeated him, leaving him speechless.

"I've been with you for so long, had a child, and my body has been so weak, yet you never bought any nourishing things. I had to rely on my family to get so fish maw to feel a bit better. Now that it's right in front of you, you want to send it back..."

As Wanling spoke, she began to choke up, tears welling in her eyes.

Tu Yongheng's stubbornness dissipated, leaving him helpless.

She always used this trick; couldn't she try sothing different?

"Alright, alright, we won't send it back!"

Tu Yongheng conceded.

"Really?"

Wanling's mood instantly lifted, and she gave Tu Yongheng a quick kiss, saying cheerfully, "Thank you, honey!"

She then put the fish maw away and tidied up the table.

She noticed that even the two bottles of wine and tea leaves weren't ordinary.

However, Wanling wasn't a materialistic woman. The reason she didn't want Tu Yongheng to return the fish maw was that she genuinely needed it, knowing how hard it was to find such things on the market.

If she were materialistic, she wouldn't have married Tu Yongheng back then.

This also showed that Zheng Guozhong really understood people's hearts when giving gifts. Ye Feng had only ntioned Tu Yongheng's situation, and he knew exactly what won needed and what to give.

Tu Yongheng stood by, watching his delighted wife, and sighed.

Once Ye Feng gave sothing away, there was no taking it back, even if Tu Yongheng tried to return it.

Ye Feng wouldn't accept it...

Ye Feng returned ho and delivered another gift to the Luo family. The Luo family, unfamiliar with such rare items, didn't realize their value and thought they were local specialties Ye Feng had brought from sowhere.

After so polite refusals, they accepted the gift.

Then Ye Feng took the remaining gift to his car, intending to visit Mr. Tu and check on him.

Although Tu Liguo had retired, he still lived in the school's teacher dormitory and hadn't moved away.

As he arrived at the school gate, a light rain began to fall, shrouding the school in a misty drizzle.

It was like a distant mory, hazy yet captivating.

This ti, driving over, the security guard was much more accommodating, with a flattering smile and a polite tone.

The guard clearly didn't recognize Ye Feng from a few days ago.

With so many people coming and going, how could the security guard rember soone who had ridden an electric bike back to school?

Ye Feng briefly explained his purpose, and the guard promptly opened the rusty iron gate.

The car slowly drove into the campus.

The weather was cold, and with the continuous rain, the place was quiet, devoid of those who returned to reminisce about the past.

Having already inford Mr. Tu, Ye Feng arrived at the dormitory building, parked his car, and went straight to the second floor.

Ye Feng reached the door and knocked gently. Soon, the door opened.

Tu Liguo, with graying hair and wearing reading glasses, stood inside holding an old newspaper.

"Ye Feng, you're here? Co in and have a seat!"

Tu Liguo warmly invited him in.

"Mr. Tu, I brought you so gifts this ti."

"I'm old now, I don't need anything. You didn't have to bring anything."

Tu Liguo waved the newspaper in his hand.

Ye Feng smiled knowingly, didn't respond, and walked into the room, quietly placing the gifts down.

Ye Feng was familiar with Tu Liguo's ho, having visited often during his school days.

Besides seeking academic advice, he occasionally stayed for als when he didn't go ho for lunch.

At that ti, Tu Liguo not only didn't mind but was very welcoming.

Every ti Ye Feng visited, he was very proactive, helping tidy up and doing what he could.

For a teacher, a student who excelled academically, was proactive, and could converse openly with the teacher was hard to dislike.

Ye Feng conversed with the teacher, maintaining a calm and composed deanor, unlike other students who were nervous even speaking in front of a teacher.

Inside, sitting on the long bench, Ye Feng looked around.

He hadn't visited in years, and the setup was almost the sa as before.

A narrow living room with two long benches and a TV in front of the wall.

The sofa was the sa one from back then, unchanged, but the TV had been replaced with a flat-screen, no longer the old bulky kind.

Once seated, they naturally started chatting, as they hadn't had enough ti to talk at the restaurant the day before.

Now, with no outsiders around, Tu Liguo freely inquired about Ye Feng's life over the years.

Shortly after, the door opened, and a middle-aged man walked in.