Chapter 1: Mother Critically Ill, Brother Steals Home

At the hospital entrance, people came and went.

Ye Feng found a corner at random, took out a lighter, lit the cigarette dangling from his mouth, his face full of sorrow.

Just a moment ago, his mother's brain cancer had worsened again; if she didn't undergo surgery soon, the outlook would be grim.

But the surgery cost five hundred thousand.

Five hundred thousand—Ye Feng, a junior employee who had just become permanent, simply couldn't scrape together that much money.

Ye Feng's father, Ye Zhentang, was a gambler. A year ago, when their home was demolished for redevelopment, Ye Zhentang took the compensation money to gamble, not only losing most of it but also ending up in the slammer because of it.

It was also in that year that his mother, Shen Yurou, was diagnosed with brain cancer and began hospitalization.

As the only man in the family, Ye Feng naturally became the pillar of the household.

To pay for his mother's medical treatment, Ye Feng gave up the opportunity to study abroad and worked several jobs, but he still couldn't change the situation of his expenses exceeding his income.

Ye Feng now had only a little over three hundred thousand left in total and a mobile phone, and that three hundred thousand was with his girlfriend.

"Two hundred thousand, still short two hundred thousand..."

Thinking of this two hundred thousand, Ye Feng felt a headache, but his mother's illness could not be ignored.

As the smoke dissipated, Ye Feng's eyes gradually became resolute.

"Borrow! Even if I have to cast aside my dignity, I must borrow this two hundred thousand!" Ye Feng clenched his fists and thought to himself.

Arriving at the first house, Ye Feng knocked on his uncle's door.

The one who came to open the door was his uncle.

Ye Feng's eyes were slightly red as he knelt on the ground in despair and pleaded: "Uncle, my mother's illness urgently needs money for surgery..."

"Our family has no money, get out, get out, get out!"

His uncle looked at Ye Feng with disgust, then drove him away while speaking.

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't move, his uncle kicked him hard, and low curses and sarcasm rang out from his mouth.

"Who is it?"

At this moment, his aunt's voice came from inside the house.

"No one, just a salesman." His uncle glared fiercely at Ye Feng and then hurriedly shouted toward the house.

"Get out of here immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

After saying this, his uncle slammed the door shut with a bang.

Seeing his uncle act this way, Ye Feng trembled with rage and punched the wall.

He knew human nature was cold, but he hadn't expected that his usually kind uncle would treat him like this.

Sure enough, in the face of absolute interest, there is no such thing as family affection.

For the rest of the afternoon, Ye Feng spent his time trying to borrow money, but most of the time he was met with a closed door.

Some even issued him warnings; the sharp and mean words made Ye Feng completely see through what human nature was.

Standing on the street blowing in the cold wind for a long time, Ye Feng shook off the frustration in his heart and returned home.

This was a rather old residential complex. Just as he reached the door, a Chinese cigarette butt caught Ye Feng's attention; it looked like it had only just been extinguished.

In an instant, a bad premonition surged into his heart.

Inserting the key and turning the handle, Ye Feng gently opened the door.

Upon entering, a pair of unfamiliar men's leather shoes were neatly placed beside the shoe cabinet, but the living room was empty.

Suddenly, a faint sound of panting came from the inner room.

Ye Feng frowned and walked toward the inner room quietly, and the panting sound grew closer and heavier.

Finally, when he approached the bedroom door, Ye Feng heard clearly the source of the panting.

The owner of this panting was none other than Ye Feng's girlfriend, Lin Qingyao.

Listening to the movement coming from the bedroom, Ye Feng clenched his fists, trembling with rage.

He hadn't expected that Lin Qingyao, who always prided herself on being pure and aloof, would moan so wantonly.

"Ye Feng, that fool, won't be back now, right?"

"He has to take care of his useless mother at the hospital, don't you worry!"

"Hahaha, that's true. I guess he still doesn't know that you used his mother's life-saving money to buy me a car."

"Anyway, she won't live long, might as well not treat her, let her die, it's a waste of money!"

"Slap!"

"Oh, you're hurting me~"

Listening to the conversation coming from the room, Ye Feng was completely enraged and kicked the door open.

Sure enough, it was his good brother Li Weijie who was having an affair with his girlfriend.

Looking at the clothes scattered on the floor and the two naked bodies, Ye Feng's heart turned ice-cold.

A friend's wife should not be touched, yet he had been cuckolded by his best brother.

Li Weijie and Lin Qingyao in the room were clearly frightened by Ye Feng's kick and hurriedly pulled up the quilt to cover their bodies.

"Ye Feng, you... how... how did you come back..."

When she saw that the person who had arrived was Ye Feng, Lin Qingyao was so panicked that she couldn't even speak clearly.

"Heh, how did I come back? If I hadn't come back, I guess I would still be kept in the dark and played for a fool by you two!"

"Yaoyao, tell me, is there something I didn't do well enough? Why did you betray me, why!"

Ye Feng's eyes were bloodshot, his trembling finger pointed at Lin Qingyao, his face full of disbelief.

"What's with all the 'whys'? You're just not good enough, you can't give Yaoyao what she wants, so I'll help you give it to her. I'll help you satisfy Yaoyao, shouldn't you be thanking me..."

Seeing that the person was Ye Feng, Li Weijie unhurriedly lifted the quilt, got out of bed, found his underpants, and while putting them on, said to Ye Feng with a disdainful smile on his lips.

"Thank your mother!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng finally could not hold back; he kicked Li Weijie to the ground, immediately straddled him, and raised his fists to punch him in the face one after another.

Watching her lover being beaten, Lin Qingyao did not know where she pulled an ashtray from, and she smashed it fiercely against the back of Ye Feng's head.

In an instant, Ye Feng's mind went blank.

Ye Feng wiped away some blood, turned his head to look at Lin Qingyao in disbelief, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

"F*** your mother, you think it feels good to hit me, right?"

Li Weijie revealed a vicious expression, stood up, snatched the ashtray from Lin Qingyao's hand, and then smashed it heavily toward Ye Feng.

"You damn piece of trash, so what if I mess around with your woman?"

"And let me tell you, the money for your useless mother's medical treatment has already been used by me to buy a car; let's see what you use for the surgery."

"Ptooey, go die together with your useless mother, hahaha!"

Li Weijie hit him more and more viciously; looking at his demeanor, it seemed he really wanted to beat Ye Feng to death.

"Alright, alright, if you keep hitting him, he'll really be dead, let's go!"

Lin Qingyao glanced at Ye Feng, then picked up the clothes on the ground and said.

"Ptooey, you piece of trash!"

Finally spitting on Ye Feng, Li Weijie took the clothes, stood up, and left; as he left, he did not forget to curse and swear at Ye Feng and his mother.

Watching the two of them leave, Ye Feng had no way to stop them; overcome with rage and anxiety, a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth, and Ye Feng completely passed out.

The blood stained the Jade Pendant on his chest, and as the Jade Pendant absorbed the blood bit by bit, until it was all absorbed, the Jade Pendant emitted a gentle white light, wrapping Ye Feng's entire body...