Chapter 2856: Great Nephew

Still chuckling and watching the excitement, Ye Jun's face instantly darkened. He cursed inwardly: "Old man hasn't settled accounts with you yet, and you're already jumping in front of me? Damn it, truly uncle can endure but aunt cannot!"

This guy thought of uncle, thought of aunt, but didn't think of the little aunt standing beside him. He opened his mouth to retort, but just then heard Ye Zhen let out a cold snort.

"Ye Jun, you're already thirty years old, not a child anymore. I thought after staying in there for over a year, you should understand some things by now. But in fact, you haven't changed at all, still the same—so clueless, seeing elders and not knowing to greet them, truly disappointing me."

Ye Jun's heart was furious, but he dared not fall out with his little aunt. Because he was out on medical parole, if he dared to talk back to his little aunt, he had no doubt she would immediately call to cancel his parole and send him straight back to the labor camp.

"Sigh!" Zhou Andong sighed: "Fourth Sister Ye, don't blame me for meddling, as the old saying goes, a sapling unpruned won't grow straight, a child undisciplined won't become useful—your Ye family's education of the younger generation is indeed a heavy and long road."

Hearing Zhou Andong's words, Jian Qiu's mouth corners slightly lifted, forming a nice arc.

Wang Wentian and the others sympathetically watched Ye Jun: "Being inside was pretty good, couldn't run into my boss. Now it's nice, huh? Or are you enjoying being tortured?"

"Damn it!" Ye Jun cursed inwardly: "Zhou Andong, you son of a bitch with no asshole, you don't do human things, you don't speak human words either."

Ye Zhen glared: "Still standing there doing what? Hurry up and go greet your Uncle Zhou."

The arc of Jian Qiu's lifted mouth corners clearly expanded, then immediately pressed down, as she secretly bit her tongue tip, keeping herself from laughing out loud.

Ye Jun tightly clenched his fists, then took a deep breath, his clenched fists slowly loosening, squeezing out two words from his throat: "Uncle Zhou!"

"What?" Zhou Andong tilted his ear: "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly!"

Ye Jun took another deep breath, his tone heavier as he said: "Uncle Zhou!"

"Ah!" Zhou Andong loudly responded: "Great nephew, when we get back to the hotel, uncle will give you a big red envelope, then give you a welcome wash to get rid of bad luck."

Ye Jun really wanted to say, my bad luck isn't all brought by you? But he could only think that in his heart, because he saw very clearly that his little aunt was definitely put under a spell by Zhou Andong and had lost her reason.

How could Ye Zhen possibly see that Zhou Andong was messing with Ye Jun, but she just couldn't help cooperating, helping Zhou Andong suppress her own nephew.

Jian Qiu deeply glanced at Ye Zhen, then smiled, taking Ye Zhen's arm: "You say, should I call you aunt or sister?"

"Call me sister!" Ye Zhen said with a smile: "Your husband calls me sister, if you call me aunt, this generation would be too messed up."

"Then I'm taking advantage!" Jian Qiu said with a beaming smile: "If my grandfather heard, I don't know if he'd hit me with a chicken-feather duster."

"No way!" Ye Zhen said firmly: "If Uncle Jian hits, he'll hit your man, definitely not you."

At this moment, the ambulance arrived, and more than ten came together, obviously arranged by the police station.

The chief busily arranged people to assist doctors in lifting the wounded onto the ambulance, while continuously paying attention to Ye Zhen here. Because Ye Zhen often accompanied central leaders to the airport, and the airport police station coordinated security, so he had seen Ye Zhen more than once, though Ye Zhen didn't know him.

So, when Ye Zhen appeared, seeing her so familiar with Zhou Andong, he made up his mind: he must cling to Zhou Andong's thigh. Because Zhou Andong wouldn't often be in Yangcheng, but Ye Zhen was different—even if she wasn't in Yangcheng, her influence was here. For anything, just one phone call would do.

Watching the yellow-haired ones being taken away by ambulances, Zhou Andong didn't go back on his word, taking money to the onlookers: "Who was the first to shout as a witness?"

"Me!" The Northeastern accent immediately raised his hand, pushing the person in front: "Move aside, don't block the way."

The people ahead were somewhat displeased, but when they turned back and saw the tall, big Northeastern accent, they immediately made way.

"You stand to the side first." Zhou Andong then asked: "Who was the second to shout as a witness?"

"Me!"

"Me!"

"Bullshit, it's me!"

Zhou Andong frowned, looking at the Northeastern accent standing aside: "Do you know?"

"I know!" The Northeastern accent pointed at a middle-aged man with a slightly high hairline: "It's him!"

"I believe you." Zhou Andong nodded: "Go pick out the person who shouted first as a witness."