Chapter 514: Chapter 514: You’re Such a Big Fool

"Mom, since I’ve given you the money, it’s up to you how you want to use it. I have an early meeting tomorrow, so I won’t stay here with you."

Cheng Zhisheng suppressed the anger in his heart and found an excuse to leave.

"Hey! Don’t go!"

Madam Cheng knew he was upset, and didn’t have the courage to stop him.

After Cheng Zhisheng left, she leaned closer to the bed and gently said, "Son, don’t worry, I’ve thought it through. I’ll adopt a smart and cute child for you in the future, and then have your big brother send you abroad for treatment. I heard there’s a lot of new technology now, we can even get you a fake one."

"I don’t want treatment now, I just want to kill that bastard. Only when he’s dead can I feel at ease to go abroad. Otherwise, I can’t swallow this anger!"

Cheng Zhijie’s forehead veins were about to pop, showing just how furious he was.

"Alright, Mom listens to you. Those people haven’t replied yet. Maybe they’re dealing with the body."

As soon as Madam Cheng finished speaking, her phone rang.

"The mission failed, we ran into a gang fight. The people we sent are all dead. The one million you gave isn’t even enough for burial fees. If you still want to kill the target, you’ll need to add more money."

A deep, hoarse voice came from the other end, belonging to the contact person.

"You all failed, and you still have the nerve to ask me for more money?"

Madam Cheng was instantly furious, her voice turning sharp.

"Since you don’t agree, then this business is over. We won’t refund the money you already gave."

The other party coldly replied, ready to hang up.

"Wait a minute! How much more do you want?"

Madam Cheng asked, cursing the other party’s ancestors in her mind.

"Five million!"

"What? Are you robbing me?"

Madam Cheng wanted to smash the phone, but for her son’s wish, she gritted her teeth to negotiate.

"This time, the five million guarantees we can kill him. If not successful once, we’ll keep sending people until the task is completed."

Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie quickly said, "Five million is fine, but I have one request."

"What is it?"

"Bring me that bastard’s head and private parts. If you can’t agree, forget it."

The line went silent for a moment before a voice replied, "Heh, you have a heavy taste. I can agree to it, but first, send the money. The account number is..."

"Eh? Why is it different from the previous account number?"

Madam Cheng asked, puzzled.

The man immediately explained, "We can’t use the same account, or if things get exposed, it’ll be troublesome."

"Mom, don’t stop me. I have to kill that guy, no matter how much it costs. I’ll transfer the money now."

Cheng Zhijie immediately picked up his phone to operate. He had five million in his account, but it wasn’t his personal money; it belonged to Xinyu Company.

But in his urgency, he didn’t care much and transferred all five million to that account.

"The money’s been transferred, act quickly. I want to see that bastard’s head before I get discharged."

Cheng Zhijie held in his anger, waiting for Yang Cheng’s death to release it.

Suddenly, a mocking laugh came from the other end: "Cheng Zhijie, you’re such a fool, I tricked you!"

"Haha, you’ve lost yours, and now you want mine? Dream on, you’ll only be a eunuch for the rest of your life. If you can’t stand it, I can lend you some money for surgery to fully become a woman."

Yang Cheng was almost doubled over with laughter, amazed at how someone could be so stupid.

He had killed those hitmen and taken the leader’s phone.

After getting off the plane, he turned on the phone, found several missed calls, and guessed who it was. So, he called back and played a big trick.

"You... you are..."

Cheng Zhijie recognized Yang Cheng’s voice, too furious to speak.

"I’m your father! Consider this five million as your tribute to me. If you want to kill me, save it for your next life!"

With a ’snap,’ the call was hung up.

Cheng Zhijie’s fingers turned white as he tightly gripped the phone, his chest heaving violently, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah! Son!"

"Doctor! Hurry, help!"

Madam Cheng’s screams echoed in the ward as Cheng Zhijie lay on the bed, life or death unknown.

Meanwhile, after ending the call, Yang Cheng immediately took out the SIM card, snapped it, and threw it into the sewer.

"Yang Cheng, how could you be so bad? I can’t even come up with such wicked tricks."

Kong Lingwen raised her brows and smiled, finding Yang Cheng’s actions truly satisfying.

"Of course! He dared to hire assassins, so I had to strike back. But since we’ve left Yingzhou, it’s not convenient to return. Otherwise, I’d go back and take him out myself."

Yang Cheng held Kong Lingwen’s hand, chatting intimately.

"Better not. It doesn’t matter about those hitmen, but Cheng Zhijie is the brother of the head of Yingzhou City. We shouldn’t push things too far."

Just as she finished speaking, a business car stopped in front of them. The four got in and headed to Kong Lingwen’s residence in Zhonghai.

"Lin Wen, this house is really nice, just a bit too quiet. We could plant more flowers and plants on the balcony, bring more life to the place."

Qin Shuhui looked satisfied with the house in front. Although it’s not as spacious as the villa back home, they’re content as long as they can be with their granddaughter.

"Grandma, you and Grandpa stay in the master bedroom. I’ll go get things out so you can organize and rest early. Tomorrow, I’ll take you around Zhonghai."

Kong Lingwen said with a bright smile, her eyes sparkling.

"How can we? You and Xiaochen stay in the smaller room. We’re old; we can stay in any room."

Qin Shuhui quickly refused, waving her hands.

"He doesn’t have..."

Kong Lingwen was about to say that Yang Cheng doesn’t stay here, but then caught herself.

"Our company with Yang Cheng is in Peach Blossom County, so we don’t come back often. You two just stay temporarily in Zhonghai. I’ll arrange for someone to take care of you. Our company will soon expand to Zhonghai, and then we’ll see each other more often."

She explained and patched up the conversation she had begun.

It was clear that Grandpa and Grandma really liked Yang Cheng, so Kong Lingwen maintained a fake relationship with him to make them feel she’s living happily, repaying the old couple in a way. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

At that moment, Yang Cheng’s phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the number and answered immediately, "Sister Rou, what’s up?"

"Xiao Chen, where are you? Can you come back now? Xiao Xiao’s situation doesn’t seem good, I’m worried she might be..."

Before Yang Rou could finish her sentence, she couldn’t help but choke up.