Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 43: Waking Up a Jerk

Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Waking Up a Jerk

"Little brother, what are you so worked up about?" Ye Jian’an pulled him down to sit, "Later, I demanded money from that kid’s father. Initially, they refused to acknowledge it, but after I made it known to everyone, they had no choice but to sell the restaurant and their house to scrape together five hundred thousand for me."

Ye Jian’an boasted pridefully about his own inglorious history, feeling no shame but rather taking pride in it.

Lin Yihang looked at the face resembling Ye Yan’s and felt nothing but disgust.

How could a person be so morally bankrupt, unscrupulously going to any extent for money, and justifying driving others to desperation.

"Your daughter, why didn’t she stand up and speak out for the young man?" Lin Yihang clenched his fists so tightly that traces of blood began to seep from his palms.

Ye Jian’an, unsatisfied with just a few drinks, directly blew into the bottle, "She did want to, but could I let her ruin my plan? She fought with me, argued with me, insisting I clarify everything, so I locked her in her room with a heavy lock. That girl is not afraid of death; she jumped from the second floor and twisted both her ankles, otherwise, she really might have succeeded."

Lin Yihang looked at the drunk in front of him, his face filled with shock.

Although he was drunk, his words didn’t seem like lies, and he had no reason to fabricate stories in front of a stranger. Moreover, all of this had happened without his knowledge back then.

"And what happened after that?" Lin Yihang’s voice trembled uncontrollably.

"I locked her in the bathroom then, where there were no windows to escape from. But I guarded against everything except Ye Zhun, that little brat. He freed his sister, letting her go find that boy, and even cried out to me, saying his brother was a good man, that his brother had bought him sugar figurines. Pah, that boy was only after my daughter because she was pretty, wanted to sleep with her."

A flash of imagery crossed Lin Yihang’s mind, a small boy holding a sugar figurine on the back of a bicycle, waving at him from afar.

"My daughter is also stubborn; she came back and argued with me, then she wanted to jump off a bridge to kill herself."

"She wanted to commit suicide?"

"She just wanted to scare me; she wouldn’t dare to actually jump," Ye Jian’an sneered, "The news even reported on this incident at the time."

Lin Yihang subconsciously looked at the scars on his wrist, the painful memories vividly resurfacing.

Ye Jian’an grabbed Lin Yihang’s arm, his eyes blurry with drunkenness: "That boy’s family isn’t honest."

"How are they not honest?" Lin Yihang suppressed his rage, they had sold the restaurant and the house, where did he get the face?

"I heard they went to Luhuan Island and even bought a house there. They have money to buy a house but not to compensate me a little more? Could I let them off easily? There happened to be a family moving to Luhuan Island, so I gave them some money to spread the word about that boy’s indecent act..."

Ye Jian’an didn’t finish his words, as a cup of strong liquor was thrown in his face. The burning sensation sobered him up a bit, but being too drunk, it only lasted for a moment.

"You gambled away all that fifty thousand from the Lin Family, didn’t you?" Lin Yihang gritted his teeth, "For gambling, you didn’t hesitate to stake your own daughter’s reputation, ruining an innocent child, and even now you show no repentance. Do you think you should be proud of all the despicable things you’ve done, feeling clever for manipulating people at will? How does someone as harmful as you even have the face to live in this world?"

Ye Jian’an looked baffled, having been scolded.

The young man had been fine just moments before; why had he suddenly turned against him?

But his mind was too muddled to think, ignoring Lin Yihang’s furious scolding, he dwelt on his past memories, "What’s so good about that boy, what do you like about him, always causing trouble with me."

Lin Yihang walked out of the small tavern, a gust of wind blew, not cold, but chilling to the bone.

He called his assistant, and soon enough, the assistant pulled up in front of the tavern with a car.

"Mr. Lin, how much did you drink?" The assistant opened the car door for him and smelled the strong alcohol, "Is it alright?"

"I’m fine." Lin Yihang sat in the back, pulled out a tablet from the car, and began searching for news from ten years ago.

Sure enough, there was a report about an unsuccessful attempt to jump off the Aodang Bridge.

Ten years ago, the media’s photographs were extremely blurry, but one could vaguely make out that familiar silhouette.

She sat on the bridge railing, her ponytail dancing in the wind. Despite the limited resolution, one could feel the intense despair and sadness.

And the timing was precisely the day he had left.

Lin Yihang felt as if all his strength had drained away, his hands trembling uncontrollably as he held the tablet.

He had thought that in these ten years, only he lived in pain. Unseen by him, a girl was also bearing guilt and suffering, even contemplating ending her blossoming years.

If two patrol officers hadn’t just happened to pass by, she might have truly jumped.

He had hated her for ten years, only to find out in the end that he had foolishly hated the wrong person.

It was all Ye Jian’an’s fault. He had destroyed himself and his daughter.

And how had he treated her back then?

The insulting and hurtful words had come out without hesitation, and seeing her pale face and pained expression, he had felt a rush of satisfaction.

He had even volunteered to be the plaintiff’s lawyer to exact revenge on her, just to see her fall into an abyss.

Ye Zhun, the boy who had called him a "good man" over a simple sugar figure, he had even wanted him to atone with his future prospects.

What crimes had they committed?

Lin Yihang raised his hand and fiercely slapped himself.

The assistant in the front row was startled and turned around to see the person hidden in the darkness, his face full of regret, with a vivid handprint on his right cheek.

What had triggered Mr. Lin to hit himself?

The assistant asked softly, "Mr. Lin, what happened?"

"Nothing, just waking up a fool."

At that moment, Lin Yihang was desperately eager to stand in front of Ye Yan and sincerely apologize to her.

At their first meeting after ten years, they hadn’t even asked about each other’s recent lives, and her expression at the time... she must have had something to say to him.

Lin Yihang closed his eyes, the scar on his wrist seeming to ache more painfully.

~

Ye Yan slept until she naturally woke up.

Since Ye Zhun’s incident, she hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in a long time.

Fu Xingzhou wasn’t in the bedroom; he was probably outside smoking.

Returning to Yuqiao, she still felt a bit uncomfortable, but this discomfort would only take a few minutes to dissipate completely.

Fu Xingzhou had complained that the bed in front of the Grand Hall was too small for him to stretch out on, but fortunately, she had her period these days, and his conscience had kept him from bothering her.

The housekeeper had already prepared breakfast, and Fu Xingzhou was sitting at the dining table scrolling through his phone.

Seeing her approach, he pushed his phone forward: "Got some good news, want to hear it?"