Chapter 1756 Ungrateful

He stood up, his gaze aimed downwards, and spoke in a slightly condescending manner: “And here I wanted to inquire about recent information about little lass Ye from Principal Chen, seems like I came at the wrong time, I can only visit you on another day.”

To inquire recent information about little lass Ye?

Both Principal Chen and Political Commissar Yan’s faces dropped; this was ‘a weasel paying the rooster a visit, harboring none good intentions’.

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The two didn’t reply; they only stared without emotion; both of them had a military background; all they needed to do was to focus, then even their line of sight felt physical, forcing someone to feel fear sprouting in their hearts.

Ye Zhifan, who had worked as a government official for twenty years, was quite composed; he maintained a decent smile, and continued talking naturally, “All those years ago when my sister-in-law died and left behind some mementos, I gave it all to my woman of the house, and in the end she told me she had lost it.”  

“A few days ago, when we went back and cleaned some stuff out, we found some of the mementos again in a large wardrobe, and here I wanted to return these items to her, personally.
How about this, Principal Chen, when your health recovers, I’ll pass my sister-in-law’s mementos to you, I’ll have to trouble you to pass that along to little lass Ye.” 

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They chased him away today, but it won’t be possible next time.  

Once Ye Zhifan finished, he quietly stared at Principal Chen with a smile hanging on his lips, awaiting a reply.   

Heh, he won’t believe after he had brought this thing up, Chen Dongfeng would still chase him away the next time.

Of course, Principal Chen wouldn’t chase him away.
Instead, he calmly replied: “So those mementos weren’t lost, instead, Director Ye’s family lives too casually, and can even simply place the mementos of a fallen soldier.” 

Though his voice was light, his gaze was becoming all the sharper, he calmly gazed at this scholar-looking government official, a sneer started to float up Principal Chen’s face, “There’s a saying called ‘forgetting kindness and betraying virtue’, Director Ye, you really live up to that.
Warhero Sun Xueqing traded her life to get Director Ye your career , all in order for her daughter to receive her dearest Uncle’s care, in the end, Director Ye received all the benefits but already forgot his dues.” 

“Who knows if people like Director Ye can sleep well at night, however, I guess Director Ye really has peace of mind, otherwise, how can he simply misplace the memento from fallen hero Sun Xueqing?”

The previously composed Ye Zhifan’s face grew cold drastically, and a trace of cold ferocity flashed past it.   

Does Chen Dongfeng know about anything! Before Old Uncle Gen passed away, did he bring up the past?

He must have.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to say something like ‘receiving benefits yet forgotten his dues’! He must’ve known; that’s why he dared say it!

That’s also right; even his own niece knew about the jade pendant from Sun Xueqing was in his hands, how would Chen Dongfeng not know about it.

His malicious expression only lasted for several seconds; in the blink of an eye, he turned back into the elegant and uncorrupted Head of a bureau, Ye Zhifan sighed: “The misunderstandings can only be straightened out with me explaining to little lass Ye personally, Principal Chen, I’ll stop bothering you from resting, I’ll come visit you next time.”

This guy is definitely a character! He had already made things so clear, and all he got was several seconds of change; Principal Chen’s heart chilled as he nodded his Head: “Goodbye, I won’t see you off.” He’ll have to remind little lass Ye, to never let her guard down against Ye Zhifan.

Before he left, Principal Chen made him leave with the fruits he had brought; in the end, it was Political Commissar Yan who laughed as he picked up the fruits, and shared it all with the nurses outside the ward, and smiled as he told the nurses: “It’s a gift from this Mr.
Ye, everyone, feel free.”

Ye Zhifan, who was aside, almost didn’t hold it in, but then he remembered about Ye Ying’s future, he could only endure it.