I Don't Want To Be A Young Master

Although Fu Wen De had come to the Sky Sea under the guise of a medical exchange, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he had come specifically for Chen Jiefeng.    

    

In the country, other than the few great clans in the capital, there was also a certain special character that Fu Wentai would never interfere with.    

    

The dean did not dare to imagine what sort of background an ordinary Chen family member possessed that would allow Fu Wentai to rush to the Sky Sea from abroad overnight.    

    

"Madam, what is your relationship with Professor Fu?" The dean looked at Mrs. Chan and asked respectfully.    

    

"My son-in-law, Young Master Wang of the Magnificent Dragon Group, invited Professor Fu over." Old Mrs. Chen replied with a big smile on her face.    

    

When Fu Wen De appeared, the true son-in-law, Ye Feng, had been completely wiped away from his mother's heart.    

    

Upon hearing that it was actually Wang Kai, the dean knew that Wang Kai was currently in the hospital and immediately sent the vice principal over personally to express his condolences. He also said that Wang Kai's ward would be transferred to the highest-grade intensive care unit.    

    

After the vice Principal returned, everyone found out that last night, Wang Kai had already been brought home by his family to recuperate.    

    

Chen Yurou wanted to refute the way her mother addressed Wang Kai, but when she opened her mouth, she could only sigh heavily. Her face revealed a heavy expression.    

    

If Fu Wentai really came, what would happen to him and Ye Feng?    

    

Chen Yurou was at a loss, searching for Ye Feng's figure in the crowd, but it was unknown when Ye Feng disappeared.    

    

It turned out that a minute before Fu Wentai had appeared, Ye Feng had already known about this matter and had quietly left from the staircase in advance.    

    

Fu Wen De was raised by his family, so Ye Feng was not the least bit worried about the success rate of the operation.    

    

Ye Feng had just walked downstairs when Duan Pengfei called him. "Young Master, the corporation intends to have a project that requires your signature. I'll be at the hospital right away. Look …"    

    

Ye Song painfully rubbed his forehead. Back then, he had run away from home because of this matter, but now he had come again.    

    

"Old Duan, I said, don't disturb my life if you have nothing better to do. If you can't handle this, let my dad make the decision."    

    

"Master said that you need to get familiar with the clan's affairs as soon as possible. Young master, you have signed it."    

    

"Okay, you stay in the car when you get there, so don't get out." Helpless, Ye Feng could only agree and walk out of the hospital.    

    

At that moment, the knife-scarred man was sitting in a business car with his men outside the hospital.    

    

"Boss, he is Chen Yurou's husband. Last time, we made a move on him, and in the end …" A lackey looked at the knife-scarred man and asked with worry.    

    

The knife-scarred man curled his lips, "I've asked around, he's just a good-for-nothing. If he was a big shot behind Chen Yu Rou, he wouldn't have just watched us kidnap Chen Yu Rou last time. "According to my guess, it should be because that old thing, Duan Pengfei, took a fancy to that slut, Chen Yu Rou, that struck down on us last time."    

    

"Once we beat up this piece of trash, even if we help Duan Peng Fei, we can smoothly obtain the 100 thousand that Wang Kai gave us last night. Killing two birds with one stone!" As the knife-scarred man spoke, he nodded to himself.    

    

The lackeys said their boss was wise. They pushed open the car door and surrounded Ye Feng, who was standing by the side of the road.    

    

"Brat, someone is spending 100,000 to buy one of your legs. Don't blame us for being ruthless." After the knife-scarred man blocked Ye Feng's path, his eyes revealed a fierce light as he said fiercely.    

    

When Ye Feng saw the knife-scarred man's formation, he was stunned, "It's Wang Kai, right?"    

    

"Our rules are not to sell out our employers. Brothers, be more nimble and attack." The knife-scarred man waved his hand, and the lackeys behind him rushed towards Ye Feng.    

    

Ye Feng looked at the people rushing over, his body did not move an inch.    

    

Lu Kuan, who had been protecting Ye Feng in the dark, arrived in front of Ye Feng. He sent a kick flying and sent a small fatty flying back. The little fatty crashed into the knife-scarred man and knocked him down to the ground.    

    

"Sh * t, there's actually a helper. Give me …" The knife-scarred man shouted and got up from the ground. His voice suddenly stopped.    

    

They saw that their brothers were all lying on the ground, arms and legs crossed, all of them screaming.    

    

The knife-scarred man felt a chill run down his spine and up his head.    

    

Was this guy even human? Within a few seconds, his brothers were all crippled.    

    

Lu Kuan walked towards the knife-scarred man with a face full of murderous intent. The knife-scarred man panicked and backed off.    

    

"Young Master, are you alright?" Right at this moment, Duan Pengfei squeezed into the crowd and pulled Ye Feng along as he looked up and down with an anxious expression.    

    

Duan Pengfei's image was deeply ingrained in their hearts, and the surrounding crowd of spectators immediately recognized him the moment he appeared, and they immediately pointed and discussed.    

    

Ye Feng felt like a monkey in a zoo, being visited.    

    

"Get back in the car, won't you?" Ye Feng glared at Duan Peng Fei in annoyance, and pushed Duan Peng Fei out of the crowd to return to the car.    

    

Although the conversation between Ye Feng and Duan Pengfei was short, when they heard the knife-scarred man's ears, it was like a bolt out of the blue.    

    

Young Master?    

    

Duan Pengfei actually called Young Master Ye Feng?    

    

Only now did the knife-scarred man understand that the person behind Chen Yurou was not Tianhai's dragon head Duan Pengfei. Instead, it was the ordinary looking, low-key Ye Feng. He didn't dare imagine how strong of a background someone who could directly ask Duan Peng Fei to f * * k his way back into the carriage actually had.    

    

Without the slightest hesitation, the knife-scarred man let out a bang as he knelt on the ground and walked towards Duan Peng Fei's carriage step by step.