Chapter 127: Who Are You, Lady?

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Bai Yaoyao pouted, hugging Zhou Danzhuang tightly. “I’m sleeping with you tonight, and I won’t let you go to Beishan or Xibeishan anymore.”

Early the next morning, Ye Fei set off ahead, not giving Bai Yaoyao a chance to follow. Today, he had to visit Huijing to investigate the connection between the Beilin sect and the missing children case, and find out why the orphanage director had disappeared. Otherwise, he would never uncover the truth about his own origins.

“Hey, hey, what are you doing? That’s my car! Get off!” Ye Fei had just parked when a masked woman suddenly sat down in the passenger seat, refusing to move.

“No, sister, who are you?” Ye Fei was speechless.

The woman kept her face covered, gripping the seatbelt tightly.

“I’m not getting off!”

...

Ye Fei couldn’t help but laugh at her antics. Sitting back in the driver’s seat, he glanced over—she looked to be in her twenties, with a good figure and a clear purpose; she must be seeking help.

“Spill it. What do you need me for?”

Hearing this, the woman visibly relaxed and turned to look at Ye Fei again. “Really? You’re willing to help me?”

That voice sounded so familiar—he felt like he had heard it somewhere before.

Curious, Ye Fei said, “We’ve definitely met. I’m quite sensitive to the voices of beautiful women. Who are you? I know I’ve seen you before.”

Hearing his confident tone, the woman clenched the seatbelt tighter, trembling. “I... I am... If I tell you, you won’t help me anymore.”

Could it be Sun Shiyun?

Ye Fei looked carefully; the voice did sound like Sun Shiyun’s, but this woman was thinner, lacking Sun Shiyun’s usual fullness.

“Are you Sun Shiyun?” Ye Fei asked uncertainly.

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The woman gasped and immediately covered her face tightly, refusing to look up.

Ye Fei was certain it was Sun Shiyun and maintained his last shred of politeness. “I’m not helping you. Please get off. I really have things to do.”

At this, Sun Shiyun began to sob, slowly pulling down the scarf from her face, helplessly saying, “I know, but I can give you anything you want, including myself.”

Ye Fei raised an eyebrow. Was his face naturally that of a lecher? Why did everyone keep offering themselves to him?

“No, sister, we’ve only met once. I’m not one to hold grudges, and you don’t need to try to get sympathy from me. But I don’t want to get involved in your mess with the Gao family. I have a bad temper and plenty of enemies—I really don’t want any more grudges.”

He spoke earnestly, though deep down he still didn’t want to help Sun Shiyun. Being controlled by her family was one thing, but lacking even basic decency was intolerable.

Breaking promises was the Sun family’s specialty; leaving someone to die was Ye Fei’s.

Sun Shiyun sobbed for a while, then suddenly looked up. “If the Gao family takes over us now, they’ll become even more reckless in Hang City. They’ll come after your senior sister’s company next.”

Ye Fei chuckled lightly. This woman probably didn’t know that his senior sister’s company was currently too busy dealing with Situ Feng to even spare a thought for the relatively insignificant Gao family.

“No need to worry. My senior sister doesn’t have time for the Gao family right now.”

Sun Shiyun hesitated, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Ye Fei, then finally said, “The Gao family’s ultimate target isn’t our Sun family—it’s your senior sister’s company.”

That was strange. How could a second-rate family’s company have the ability to compete with the Lin family’s? That was the height of overestimating oneself.

“Hahaha, Miss Sun, are you serious? That’s my senior sister’s company—one that can rival everything in Hang City. You’re telling me the Gao family wants to frame her? That’s nonsense!” Ye Fei laughed, unable to hold back.

Lin Qiqing’s company was undoubtedly top-tier in Hang City. How could it suddenly sound like it was replaceable by anyone?

If that were the case, wouldn’t Hang City become the laughingstock of North China Province?

Sun Shiyun never expected the information she had painstakingly gathered to be worth nothing in front of Ye Fei. Her dignity was trampled once more.

The feeling was akin to being rejected from marriage—standing exposed in broad daylight, the dignity built up since childhood crushed bit by bit, unable to even argue with Ye Fei.

Since the day of the wedding, their relationship had become irreparable.

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“Ye Fei, I’m sincerely telling you this. Even if the Gao family is powerless now, one day they will become a top company in Hang City.” For some reason, Sun Shiyun’s firm tone irritated Ye Fei somewhat.

He didn’t want to continue debating whether the Gao family was a top company. “Sorry, I still can’t help you. Please get off. I have things to do.”

Ye Fei’s tone was serious and firm, without a hint of insincerity. Without reason to stay, Sun Shiyun loosened her grip on the seatbelt and slowly slid out of the passenger seat.

Ye Fei pressed the accelerator and disappeared from her sight.

Perhaps ever since Ye Fei appeared at that wedding, her life had been turned upside down.

Ye Fei frowned along the way—not because of Sun Shiyun’s words about the Gao family but because he hesitated about whether to help her.

“She backed out before; you can’t get too close. But it was a marriage arranged by my master. You can’t just go against it, right?” Ye Fei muttered. “People aren’t always right; they make mistakes. But Sun Shiyun’s mistakes weren’t just hers—they were the result of her family’s snobbery, and such power struggles are inevitable in big families.”

In conclusion, Ye Fei decided one thing: he couldn’t not help Sun Shiyun, but he couldn’t help her too openly.

Striding into Huijing Company, he was immediately stopped by a man. “Who are you? What are you investigating?”

Ye Fei shrugged. “I’m not here to investigate. I’m here as the chairman.”

The man frowned, annoyed. “Throw him out! What kind of idiot comes to our company? What the hell are the security guards doing?”

Two bodyguards stepped forward and stood before Ye Fei. “Please leave. Huijing isn’t a place anyone can just walk into.”

Ye Fei sighed lightly. This man clearly wasn’t a company executive. His manner and attitude showed he was the spoiled son everyone talked about—Gu Dashuai, the younger brother of Gu Yan.