After leaving my father and keeping my son, I built my own wealthy family, and my ex-husband's

The living room lights were off, with only the streetlights from outside shining in through the window.

Half of Ono's face and his eyes below his brow were hidden in shadow, and the light and shadow outlined sharp, angular lines on his face.

I couldn't see his eyes clearly.

But his tall and imposing figure, standing at 1.95 meters, gave him a commanding and imposing presence.

"roll."

Mino uttered a single word.

Enraged, the male neighbor scrambled to his feet, pointed at Yu Ye's nose, and warned, "Kid! Mind your own business! Do you know who I am?"

After a brief identification process, the male neighbor realized that the man in front of him, who was not yet thirty years old, looked unfamiliar.

In this upscale neighborhood in the city center, he knew everything about anyone whose status or wealth surpassed his.

In other words, he could completely ignore this young man who had inexplicably followed him in.

Yu Ye's face remained expressionless.

This nonchalant reaction infuriated the male neighbor, who then swung his fist and punched Yu Ye in the face.

Without moving, Miyako easily blocked the punch thrown by her male neighbor with her right palm.

He brought his five fingers together, almost completely enveloping his fist.

Then, twist it randomly in the opposite direction of the other person's elbow joint.

click -

A sound of a joint dislocating was heard.

The male neighbor opened his mouth wide in pain, about to scream.

Yu Ye delivered a swift chop to his throat. "Shh, don't make a sound."

The movements appear casual, but the angles are precise and the force is just right.

The male neighbor turned deathly pale, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat. His dislocated right arm hung limply, his left hand clutching his neck, as he struggled to utter a hoarse threat, "You...you're finished...I...I am..."

Snapped!

Yu Ye didn't care who he was and slapped him across the face.

Calm and composed, yet powerful and unstoppable.

The male neighbor was slapped so hard he flew off his feet, fell face-first into the dirt, and broke his front teeth.

"Damn it...you just wait," the male neighbor, who had already wet his pants, was still being defiant. As he crawled towards the living room door, he mumbled threats in a hoarse voice, "You...and...Mingyun, I...I won't let you get away with it!"

Mino took long strides to catch up.

The male neighbor was so frightened that he hurriedly made his way to the door.

It looked like a maggot struggling desperately, afraid of being trampled to death.

As it turned out, Mino simply opened the door for him.

The male neighbor, thinking his threat had worked, stood up, leaning against the doorframe, coughed a few times, and sneered, "You're smart enough to know your place. But, you beat me up like this, this matter—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Yu Ye kicked him out the door.

The male neighbor crashed into the corner of the corridor like a ball, his head bleeding profusely, and he collapsed to the ground.

Yu Ye took out her phone and took a few photos of him.

He turned around, went back to the living room, and closed the door.

Then send out the photo along with an order: "Before dawn, make sure this man leaves Binhan City forever."

The subordinate replied instantly, "Yes, Mr. Yu."

Yu Ye then cleaned up all the traces left from the beating and was about to leave when the bathroom door opened.

Mingyun, wrapped in a bath towel and barefoot, walked into the living room and sat on the sofa.

She had no idea what had happened in the living room.

She didn't notice that Yu Ye was sitting in a chair in the corner of the living room, hidden in the darkness, quietly watching her profile with one hand supporting his chin.

Mingyun took a deep breath, held her forehead, plugged her phone into the charger, turned it on, and placed it on one side of the sofa.

Then he rummaged through a bag on the coffee table and pulled out a 500ml bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

After a moment's thought, I unscrewed the cap, tilted my head back, and drank.

Yu Ye leaned forward, almost getting up, but then gripped the chair armrests tightly with both hands.

He used reason to restrain his subconscious impulse.

Mingyun put down the half-empty wine bottle, curled up on the sofa, closed her eyes, and soon lost consciousness.

After a long while, a soft sigh echoed from the corner of the living room.

One night passed.

As the first rays of morning light streamed into the living room

Yu Ye, who had been sitting in the corner chair of the living room all night watching over Ming Yun, quietly left.

Mingyun was woken up by the ringing of the telephone.

When I woke up, it was already 11 a.m.

Her head was throbbing with pain, and it felt like her brain had been churned up by an electric drill.

With difficulty, she picked up her phone and saw that it was her father, Ming Changfu, calling, so she answered.

"Feed... Daddy."

"What! Dad, why didn't you discuss this with me beforehand?"

"I'm coming right now!"

Mingyun hung up the phone, immediately got dressed, and went out.

Halfway down the elevator, two men in suits came in.

Mingyun noticed that the door to the house on this floor was wide open, and the inside was completely empty.

This is a high-end residential area, with each house being about 300 square meters and having its own elevator.

She remembered that the owner of this floor was a refined and warm-hearted middle-aged man who held a senior management position in a state-owned enterprise.

Why is the uncle's house suddenly completely empty?

"Hello, what's wrong with this apartment?" Mingyun asked the man in the suit.

The other party stated that they were a real estate company, and the homeowner had moved out with his entire family overnight, so something must have happened. They didn't know the specifics, but the homeowner had entrusted them to sell the house.

Mingyun was very surprised.

She remembered that last night when she took a taxi back to her apartment complex, the same uncle escorted her upstairs to her home.

In just one night, the place was deserted.

This is so sudden, life is truly unpredictable...

After exiting the elevator, Mingyun used her phone to call a ride-hailing service.

I accidentally discovered that the itinerary I ordered at Qin Di last night was not completed.

Three minutes after accepting the order, the driver messaged her on the app saying that his tire had blown out and he couldn't make it, so he canceled the order.

Mingyun was completely unaware of this situation because her phone automatically shut down due to low battery.

Her mind went blank, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

Since the ride-hailing driver canceled, then I... took the ride last night.

Whose car is that?!

Mingyun touched her arm, remembering that the driver had checked the last four digits of the passenger's phone number.

I guess I just got on the wrong bus, and the driver picked up the wrong person; it just so happens that our phone numbers ended up in the same place.

After all, I returned home safely and without incident.

Thinking of all this, Mingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

At noon, Mingyun arrived at her parents' house.

It's a decent mid-range residential area.

"Grandma, Grandma!"

As soon as Mingyun entered the room, she looked around and quickly found the old man sunbathing on the balcony.

Mei Yingxue had a full head of white hair and a thin, hunched body.

With his eyes half-closed, he stared motionlessly into the distance, seemingly lost in thought or simply spacing out.

"Grandma... I'm here." Mingyun squatted down and held the old woman's withered hand.

The old man's hearing is failing now, so Mingyun had to call his name several times before he responded.

Mei Yingxue slowly raised her eyes, her deep wrinkles blooming like flowers. "Yunyun, my good granddaughter, it's been a few days since I've seen you. Let Grandma take a good look at you."

"Sigh...how come you've lost so much weight in just a few days?"

Mei Yingxue stroked Mingyun's face, her cloudy eyes filled with tenderness, "Child, are you too tired...?"

Mingyun's nose felt sore.

In this family, the only person who cares about whether she's tired is her grandmother.

"Honey! Our daughter's here, let her cook!" Ming Changfu's voice rang out from the living room. "Our son loves her cooking!"

"Grandma, let me talk to Dad first."

Mingyun hugged her grandmother and quickly returned to the living room.

Seeing her father, Ming Changfu, his face flushed from drinking again, Ming Yun suppressed her emotions and asked, "Dad, why did you bring Grandma here with you? Can you really take good care of her?"

Ming Changfu finished the last sip of wine and suddenly smashed the bottle at Ming Yun's feet!

Snapped!

The bottle shards flew everywhere.

Ming Changfu roared, "How dare you talk to me like that! Kneel down!"