C130 Homeless child

Hearing her father's words, Jiang Chuyao was so angry that she almost fainted. She held onto the wall until she fell down. She had not expected that her father would be so heartless as to completely ignore her as a daughter. These words broke her heart. Silent tears immediately flowed out of her beautiful eyes.

As the saying goes, tiger poison is not yet eaten. For the sake of money, Jiang Shan really planned to sell his daughter off. This kind of father wasn't even comparable to a beast. Ye Cheng's face was expressionless as he stared coldly at Jiang Shan. His gaze was like a sword that was stabbing into Jiang Shan's heart.

Jiang Shan suddenly became frightened. He instinctively realized that this man was not simple and felt uncomfortable being stared at.

Rather than suffer and suffer alongside a father who was inferior to a pig or dog, it was better to let Little Yao leave him as soon as possible. Ye Cheng indifferently said, "Okay, I will buy Little Yao. Name a price!"

Jiang Shan rolled his eyes and bravely extended a finger as he said, "One million. I won't sell it for even a single cent less."

Ye Cheng nodded without hesitation, "Sure, deal."

Jiang Shan immediately regretted it when he saw Ye Cheng agree without thinking. The one million he got was too little. He racked his brain and tried to think of a way to get more money.

Ye Cheng coldly said, "But you have to sign a contract with me, breaking off the relationship between father and daughter with Little Yao. In the future, we won't have anything to do with each other anymore."

He had his own plans. He wanted to let Jiang Chuyao see through her father's cold-blooded, merciless face. He decided to let Jiang Chuyao supervise the finance department of the bar. He wanted her to gradually replace You Yanyun in the position of the finance department and take charge of the finance department of the bar in the future. In order to avoid Jiang Chuyao having thoughts of moving the finances of the bar for the sake of this gambling addict of a dad, she had purposely made this request which could make Little Yao completely disheartened.

"That won't do. In the future, I'll have to rely on my daughter to support my family!" "Jiang Shan was secretly delighted that the opportunity had come." However, if you want me to break off our father-daughter relationship, that's fine too. You have to increase the money, and one million. "

Ye Cheng fiercely looked down on Jiang Shan and said, "Fine, two million is two million. Later, you can come and get the money from me."

Jiang Shan was overjoyed. In his opinion, being separated from Jiang Chuyao in writing was something he didn't care about. He knew that his daughter had always been soft-hearted. She had made a huge sum of money, so when he needed more money in the future, as long as he begged his daughter, she would definitely save him.

Inside the bedroom, Jiang Chuyao, who was leaning against the wall, was already sobbing silently. Her tears flowed uncontrollably as she sobbed until her heart was filled with tears. She covered her mouth, trying not to cry. Not only had her father sold her for money, but he had also separated from her. She had truly despaired of Jiang Shan.

Immediately, Ye Cheng brought Jiang Shan to a nearby bank and took out two million in cash from the bank card he carried around. However, he didn't give the card to Jiang Shan immediately.

Jiang Shan looked at the bundles of red notes, and his eyes almost popped out as he gulped. He had never seen so much money before.

Ye Cheng borrowed a pen and paper from the bank's staff and wrote down two documents. It probably meant that Jiang Shan had sold his daughter to Ye Cheng for two million and had taken the initiative to break off their father-daughter relationship with Jiang Chuyao. They would have nothing more to do with each other in the future.

Jiang Shan couldn't wait to get his hands on the money. Without any hesitation, he signed the bill and smiled foolishly.

When the two of them returned to the district, Jiang Chuyao was squatting downstairs. Tears were on her face, and her eyes were lifeless as she stared at the ground. She looked lost, just like a homeless child.

Jiang Shan was upset to see his daughter in such a state. He opened his mouth to speak, but then stopped. However, when he looked at the two million in cash in the black bag, he immediately felt that it was worth it. For a daughter to be able to exchange so much money, he regretted not having had so many daughters back then.

Ye Cheng helped Jiang Chu Yao into the car and comforted her, "Little Yao, don't cry. I also didn't think that your father was this kind of person. Perhaps leaving this family is a good thing for you."

Jiang Chuyao leaned weakly against the backrest, absent-minded, and whispered in a sad and beautiful voice, "Home? I don't have a home, I don't have a home, I don't have family anymore. "

Seeing Jiang Chuyao's pitiful appearance, Ye Cheng felt his heart ache. I was also an orphan and had never had a home. I had never even seen my parents, and I didn't even know who my parents were. If you wish, you can consider me a relative. "

Jiang Chuyao silently stared at the roof of the car. Her eyes were filled with grief, and her heart was wrenched in pain.

Ye Cheng continued to console her, "Little Yao, be strong. Right now, you might feel lonely and helpless, sad and sorrowful, but all of this is temporary. "Life is just like this. There are so many hardships and hardships, you have to learn to be strong and face them. You have to quickly walk out of the pain …"

He knew that no matter how much he comforted Jiang Chuyao at this moment, it would be difficult to heal her broken heart. However, he still patiently tried to console her.

After a long silence, Jiang Chuyao whispered, "I want to go to the seaside."

"Alright, I'll go with you."

Ye Cheng started the car and brought Jiang Chuyao to the endless blue sea.

Jiang Chuyao sat on the beach with her arms wrapped around her calves, staring at the sky above the sea, feeling despondent. The sea breeze blew her long hair, dancing gently. Her pure face was filled with endless sadness, and I felt pity for her.

Ye Cheng silently accompanied her by her side, watching the waves rise and fall, the clouds rise and fall, and the seabirds fly …

For the whole afternoon, the two of them sat by the sea side by side like lovers, watching the sea until sunset.

As the temperature gradually turned colder, Jiang Chuyao couldn't help but shiver from the cold. Her arms tightly hugged her body.

Ye Cheng took off his shirt and lightly draped it over her shoulders. He said with concern, "Little Yao, the sky is cold. Let's go back!"

Jiang Chuyao took a deep breath, then stood up with a sad and beautiful smile on her face. Brother Ye, thank you for staying with me for the whole afternoon, I'm fine now. The sadness in my heart is gone with the wind, tomorrow will be another beautiful day. "

Ye Cheng suddenly grabbed Jiang Chu Yao's hand tightly. With a firm tone, he said, "From now on, I am your relative. No one can hurt you again."

Jiang Chuyao did not struggle at all. She just let him hold her, feeling the warmth of her broken heart. She suddenly looked at Ye Cheng's chest, which was full of wounds. She said in shock, "Bro, why do you have so many scars on your body? It must hurt a lot when I got hurt, right? "

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "These scars were made when I was a soldier. When I was injured, it hurt a lot, but I just had to endure it for a bit before it passed. "Look, isn't it better now?"

Jiang Chuyao felt her heart ache when compared to Ye Cheng's pain. It was simply like a small child meeting a great man. Her mood suddenly brightened. "Then quickly put on your clothes and be careful not to catch a cold."

Ye Cheng didn't relax his grip on Jiang Chu Yao's shirt. He shook his head and said, "It's fine, I have thick, rough skin. Even if it's cold, I won't catch a cold. You should wear it!"

Right at this moment, an unexpected change occurred. A robust man who was approaching the two of them quickly rushed over. He held a shiny dagger in his hand as he stabbed it towards Ye Cheng's heart. He was very good at seizing the opportunity. While Ye Cheng's attention was on Jiang Chuyao, he suddenly launched a sneak attack. Moreover, her first move was a vicious killing move.

Ye Cheng didn't notice this man at all, but the keen senses he had developed over the years immediately made him aware of the danger. He raised his leg at lightning speed and mercilessly kicked the wrist of the man who had assaulted him.

The man felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his dagger flew high into the air before landing on the beach.

"AHH!" The sudden change scared Jiang Chuyao, causing her face to turn pale with fright.

When the man saw that the blow had failed, he did not linger on the fight. He turned around and ran.

Ye Cheng had already seen the man's face clearly. The moment the man turned around, he felt that the man's profile was very familiar. With a thought, he immediately realized that this man was the real culprit who killed Hao TengShun.

"Don't even think about leaving if you dare to show your face!" A cold light flashed in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, a ten centimeter long sharp flying knife appeared in his hand.

A cold light flashed, and the throwing knife was thrown out, slashing through the air and piercing the man's back. The entire blade sank into his flesh, leaving only the hilt exposed.

Then, the running man fell onto the beach with a 'plop' and started wailing miserably. He struggled to stand up, but realized that his lower body didn't seem to be his own. He had lost all feeling.

Ye Cheng's knife stabbed straight into the man's mingmen acupoint on his spine. Once this acupoint was hit, it would cause paraplegia. He didn't have to worry that the man would run away. He first comforted Jiang Chuyao, "It wasn't that scary, was it?"

Jiang Chuyao steadied her heart, shook her head and asked, "Who is he?" How could they attack you for no reason at all? "

"He might be a lunatic, don't worry about him." Of course, this man was not crazy. Ye Cheng had only said this to reassure Jiang Chuyao. He felt that this person was nimble, ruthless, and carried a murderous aura. There was a high chance that he was an assassin.

Jiang Chuyao quickly took out her phone, "How about we call the police?"

"Let me do it!" Ye Cheng took out his phone and directly dialed An Ningxuan's number. In front of Jiang Chuyao, he had simply told her that he had met with an attack at the seaside. However, the murderer had already been subdued, so she had come to take him away.

"Wait here for me. I'll go take a look." Ye Cheng let go of Jiang Chu Yao and slowly walked towards the fallen man.

"Brother, be careful." Jiang Chuyao suddenly felt that Ye Cheng must have a lot of stories on him, giving her a mysterious feeling that she couldn't understand.

Ye Cheng nodded, telling Jiang Chu Yao to be at ease and walked over to the man's side. He bent down and pulled out his throwing knife, but there was no trace of blood on the blade. "With a turn of his hand, the flying dagger disappeared." Who exactly are you? "

The man clenched his teeth, not saying a word.

Ye Cheng sneered, "You think that just because you didn't say anything, I wouldn't know that you were a killer?"

He noticed a peculiar expression flash across the man's eyes. From this, he was 100% sure that this man was the killer. Which assassination organization are you from? Who hired you to kill me? "

The assassin would rather die than submit, "If you want to kill me, kill me. Don't think about asking me for anything."

Ye Cheng jokingly said, "If you want to die quickly, I won't let you die so quickly. I have a lot of ways to torture you, like I have to crush all the bones in your body inch by inch, do you want to try? "

"There's no use in scaring me!" The assassin sneered.

"You have quite the backbone. I hope that you can continue to be so stubborn. Truly, you will not shed tears until you see the coffin." Ye Cheng knew that if he didn't give the killer a way out, he wouldn't be able to get any information out of him. However, this place wasn't suitable for interrogation.