Chapter 1123: Returning

Zhu Zhe's brother was still covering up, but no matter what, he couldn't hide the fact that that was exactly what he was thinking.

"Eldest sister, brother-in-law, do you believe me now?" Zhu Zhe's brother's face showed three parts helplessness, three parts hope, three parts craftiness, and one part uncontrollable joy.

Because after so many years, he deeply understood that Zhu Zhe would eventually be unable to resist their parents. It had always been like this when asking for money; no matter how much Zhu Zhe said she didn't have any, she could always come up with a thousand or eight hundred yuan. Of course, that was for their parents; he and his second sister could only get a few hundred yuan occasionally.

This time, involving the house, it was a serious matter, and he felt his parents' persistence in their words...

Wang Yan glanced at Zhu Zhe, who was heartbroken and only shedding tears without speaking, then smiled at Zhu Zhe's brother. Immediately after, he delivered two slaps—one on each side—and a kick. He sent him sprawling to the ground, clutching his stomach and rolling in pain.

"Why are you hitting people? Eldest sister, eldest sister, do something! He's hitting me. Ah..."

Wang Yan stepped on his ankle, crushing all the unnecessary nonsense back into his mouth.

He trembled and took out his phone, shouting, "I'm calling the police! Help! Help!"

"You silly boy, we're all family; even if the police come, it'll just be mediation. Once they leave, I'll continue hitting you. You call the police again, and I'll hit you again. Or I won't do it myself; I'll find someone else to hit you. By then, you won't even have a place to cry."

"I'm telling my Mom and Dad..." Zhu Zhe's brother actually started crying.

"You have no backbone at all." Wang Yan shook his head with a laugh.

This was what happened when someone was spoiled. The reason this kid dared to cry and shout was that Wang Yan was Zhu Zhe's boyfriend; although he was a wealthy man, he was someone who could be reasoned with. Otherwise, if it were someone unrelated, a slap would have left this kid not even daring to fart.

Outside, facing strangers, he was cowardly. Facing his family, his temper was huge.

Wang Yan kicked him again and used a life-threatening glare to suppress his tears, saying, "I don't know how many times your eldest sister has lectured you on the big principles. I won't waste my breath. We all know what you're thinking. Saying all that crap is useless, so let me tell you something simple and direct."

"This house definitely can't be yours, so just give up that idea. As for your parents, they've gotten this idea, so it won't be easy to extinguish. So I hope you can take a firm stand and make it clear to your parents that you don't want your eldest sister's house. Don't give me that crap about not being able to control them. In the past, when you asked for money and threw tantrums at home, that's how you caused trouble. This time, you do the same."

"If you can't handle it, and the old couple even comes to Shanghai to make a scene at your eldest sister's, affecting her mood, delaying her work, and causing them to cut ties, then I'll have someone break your legs. After you recover, I'll break them again."

"Do I make myself clear?"

As he spoke, he stepped hard on Zhu Zhe's brother's ankle, looking down from above with immense pressure.

Zhu Zhe's brother didn't dare look into Wang Yan's eyes, only wincing in pain and answering hurriedly, "Clear, clear..."

"Then did you understand?"

"Understood, understood, brother-in-law, dear brother-in-law, I was wrong. I'll definitely appease my Mom and Dad, I don't want my eldest sister's house, I really know I was wrong... Eldest sister..."

He couldn't bear the pain, begging for mercy and playing the victim.

Being her own brother, Zhu Zhe still felt heartache. Seeing her good brother suffer, she cried even more miserably...

Wang Yan used a bit more force, making Zhu Zhe's brother feel like his foot was about to break, deepening his memory, before he finally lifted his foot. He took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself, and threw the rest, along with the lighter, onto Zhu Zhe's brother.

The latter thanked him tremblingly, lit a cigarette with shaking hands, and sat on the ground, having survived a disaster.

Wang Yan exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled. "You only want the benefits, not the consequences. I don't know if you really counted me in, but regardless, if you really take your sister's house, your end won't be very good."

"You go online, you must watch short videos, you've seen cyberbullying, right? You haven't experienced it? I won't break your legs; I'll just post this mess about your family online, spend some money to push it, and stir up the heat. It won't take a day for your information to be dug up until you have nothing left, and then all your contact information will be flooded with people cursing you. Everyone you know will look at you with strange eyes and condemn you."

"If you're unlucky, you might even get beaten up on the street. Your sister's house—it won't take three days before someone throws stones at the windows and splashes paint. Just think about that scene. Someone like you definitely won't be able to handle it. In less than ten days, you'll be wishing you were dead."

Zhu Zhe's brother really thought about it, looking at Wang Yan as if he'd seen a ghost, trembling even harder.

"I'm not scaring you. If you occupy your sister's house, then just wait. I guarantee you'll wish you were dead. You didn't study well, your background isn't wealthy, so where did you learn all these bad habits? You won't do this, you won't do that, and you want face outside. Now you're grabbing your own sister's house, but you have no sense of shame, and you don't want face anymore. You're a useless piece of trash."

Zhu Zhe's brother was silent for a long time, smoking heavily, then looked up and said, "Eldest sister, I was wrong."

"You weren't wrong; I was wrong. It's my bad luck." Zhu Zhe was still wiping away tears.

She was, of course, clear that everything was because of Wang Yan's power. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to handle it. It wasn't that she couldn't handle her good brother, but that she couldn't handle her own parents. Hitting didn't work, scolding didn't work, and reasoning was useless; she had no way out. In the end, she could only give the house to her good brother and then leave, never to contact them again.

Wang Yan kicked Zhu Zhe's brother lightly. "Don't say such meaningless things. If I hadn't beaten you today and let you know the consequences, you wouldn't be saying this. Hurry up, appease your parents, and solve this matter for me, and then we'll all be happy. If you can't solve it, then take a gamble and see if I'm scaring you."

"Brother-in-law, don't worry, I definitely don't want my sister's house, really, I promise." Zhu Zhe's brother's eyes were much clearer.

"I don't listen to your promises; I look at whether you've solved the problem."

Wang Yan waved his hand, having no interest in talking to him anymore. He turned and watched the police car with flashing lights drive over...

A passing concerned citizen had seen Zhu Zhe's brother shouting miserably and shrilly, called the police, and then left, hiding his merit and fame.

However, this time Wang Yan didn't go to the police station. He reported his ID number, and since there was no criminal record, and after listening to Wang Yan explain the situation, the police officer gave Zhu Zhe's brother a deep look and then left...

The police officer's look made Zhu Zhe's brother feel ashamed, but it was also because he saw there was no result that he was ashamed; he was likely cursing Wang Yan in his heart.

But Wang Yan ignored him. After the police left, Zhu Zhe didn't say much to her good brother and got directly into the car and left. Only Zhu Zhe's brother remained standing there, watching his own sister get into that luxury car worth over two million, his eyes flickering, gritting his teeth, helpless...

"Thank you."

"You're saying that again." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled. "Aren't your matters my matters? After what happened today, this kid should be honest."

"I hope so."

"You should still think for the best. I keep my word; if he dares to take your house, I'll really have someone break his legs. Whether you blame me or resent me, this kid must pay the corresponding price."

"Why would I resent you? Hit him hard! If I still cherished him after all this, I'd be too cheap. I have nothing to say about having such parents; they raised me, after all. But this brother—I've done my part for him."

Zhu Zhe let out a long sigh. "I've finally realized that for this brother of mine, lecturing and such are useless. You have to hit him; only when the pain is on his own body will he remember. A young master from a poor family—I really don't understand how he became like this today."

"Your parents spoiled him. On the other hand, after he went to college and saw more of the world, he didn't learn anything else, only how to compare and be vain, and he wasn't pragmatic at all. During those years he was in college, he must have been faking it."

"It's all fate..."

Zhu Zhe shook her head helplessly, just looking at the night scene outside the window, and didn't speak again, heartbroken to the core...

The result of the matter was no surprise. Zhu Zhe's brother didn't just call his parents; he bought a ticket and went back to his hometown, finally dispelling his own thoughts and his parents' thoughts as well.

Later, Zhu Zhe's sister also found out about the house purchase and called to ask for money, and when she couldn't get it, she mocked her, and so on...

In short, the matter was resolved without any waves.

Life returned to its original state once again.

If there was anything different, it was that everyone was busier than before. Zhu Zhe and Yu Chuhui were often on business trips. Ye Zhenzhen did research day and night and occasionally went abroad for exchanges, leaving for ten days or half a month at a time. Lucy was in an internet company in the startup phase and was very busy.

Lucy's mother, thanks to Wang Yan finding experts earlier, successfully gave birth to a daughter and saved her life. Taking care of a child is, of course, a life-threatening task that consumes a lot of heart and blood. Lucy's mother's health was already poor, and giving birth took half her life, leaving her unable to take care of the child. Her father was very inexperienced in taking care of children and didn't really know how to do it. So Lucy paid for a confinement nanny. Wang Yan successfully solved his own trouble.

And the only one who was free was He Minhong.

She was still the same, slacking off at work during the day to do her own work, and diligently continuing to write articles after returning home.

After persisting for so long, she had accumulated a batch of followers. Coupled with her frequent and stable updates, her traffic was good, so she finally succeeded in taking on some orders. Whether it was soft articles promoting products, advertising slots exposed in her works, manuscripts bought by celebrities, invitations to comment on film and literary works, or products she hung in her shopping cart—all in all, her monthly income was several thousand yuan.

Of course, it didn't work for everyone, but He Minhong really had some talent in this area. After she gave up trying to enlighten people with her writing, and because she really read a lot of books and had some literary talent, that was the key to her small success.

This day, it happened to be Saturday. Everyone was working overtime or on business trips, and only He Minhong had the weekend off.

That night, He Minhong went upstairs to find Wang Yan.

At this time, Wang Yan was reading and drinking tea at home. He poured a cup of tea for He Minhong and asked with a smile, "What problem do you have again?"

He Minhong blushed, fidgeting, her state very strange.

She said, "Brother Yan, no problem today. It's just that they aren't here, and I'm bored at home, so I came to keep you company for a while."

Wang Yan nodded. "How have you been lately?"

"Steadily rising. Thanks to your advice, Brother Yan, I can earn over ten thousand a month now. And the data is getting better every day; I feel I can earn more in the future."

"Maintain your current enthusiasm. I'm just afraid you'll slack off. This matter is like sailing against the current; if you don't advance, you retreat."

"I know, Brother Yan."

"Hmm." Wang Yan nodded. "You've grown a lot in the past two years."

Not only did she not ruin the atmosphere, but she also learned to hold her tongue, her mind was no longer rigid, and she no longer sought out her parents. Although her parents still sent her things to eat, she no longer sent dirty clothes home...

"It's all because Brother Yan taught me well. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have moved out long ago, and I wouldn't be able to get along so happily with everyone and play so well together."

"You've learned to speak well."

"Sincere and from the bottom of my heart."

Wang Yan smiled and said nothing, drinking his tea quietly.

He Minhong picked at her fingers, looking down for a moment, then stealing a glance at Wang Yan.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't stutter."

"Ah, I have nothing, Brother Yan..." He Minhong was a bit flustered, then said again, "That... Brother Yan... I have something to say..."

"Say it. I'm listening."

"Actually... I like you!" He Minhong's "actually" was very hesitant, but her "I like you" was fast and powerful.

Wang Yan raised an eyebrow. "I'm not a good person, you know."

"You are a good person! It's just that you're a bit... universal in your love?"

"A child who can be taught." Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction.

"Brother Yan, except for my Mom and Dad, no one has ever treated me as well as you, patiently teaching me things..." He Minhong rambled on, talking about many feelings since they met, as well as her inner journey.

"No one is better than you! Brother Yan!" Her tone was firm.

"Come sit over here." Wang Yan beckoned.

He Minhong's face was already completely red. She moved slowly, but her steps didn't stop. Those two short steps felt like a lifetime, using up all her courage.

Wang Yan pulled her into his arms very decisively, stroking her face. "It's too late to regret it now."

"I don't regret it..." He Minhong said very softly, yet firmly.

Wang Yan held her and stood up, heading toward the large bedroom upstairs...

The next day, at noon, He Minhong woke up in a daze. The physical discomfort made her clearly realize her transformation.

Taking a deep breath, it was an indescribable fresh fragrance, making her, who was slightly overworked and depleted of energy, feel hungry.

She had intended to stay in bed a while longer, but He Minhong couldn't help but get dressed and walk slowly downstairs, following the scent.

"Awake? How do you feel?"

"Mm, still a bit sore." He Minhong spoke softly, blushing in embarrassment, then hurriedly asked, "It smells so good, what delicious thing did you make, Brother Yan?"

"I went out early this morning to buy an old hen and made you chicken soup. This is my family's secret recipe passed down for three generations; it's absolutely nourishing. Sit down quickly, I'll serve it for you."

Wang Yan smiled gently... ===== CHAPTER 1124 =====