My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 1073: A Tableful of Rewards

Song Xianhe fell into despair. He originally thought that getting captured meant infinite possibilities for regaining freedom as long as he stayed alive.

But now, Ye Fan’s intent to kill him truly made his anger burn.

For Ye Fan’s intentions, Yang Shu, Zhang Kui, and Gao Qiang showed not the slightest resistance; instead, they greatly agreed.

Song Xianhe watched this scene, his heart bleeding.

"Capture me, let me face judgment and the law’s punishment—that’s your duty and mission, isn’t it? Why do you have to put me to death? Why? Why are you doing this?" Song Xianhe shouted unwillingly.

"Kill them. Song Xianhe and his cohorts resisting stubbornly, so eliminate them all." Ye Fan said calmly.

His voice was light, the words intended for both Song Xianhe and Yang Shu’s trio.

"Ye Fan, you’re spitting false accusations. When have I resisted? I clearly surrendered, I abandoned my weapon and surrendered!" Song Xianhe nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. This inverted-tale ordeal left him unable to cry.

People beside Song Xianhe were dumbfounded, stupidly staring at Ye Fan. They had never encountered anyone acting like this—just like the old saying: ’The official word rules, whatever he says is what it is.’

"Kill!" Murderous intent surged from Yang Shu, Zhang Kui, and Gao Qiang, initiating the attack with deadly precision, their killing intent forest-bright.

"We’re fighting!" Everyone was all in now, no longer restrained, exposing a desperate willingness to fight.

"Master Song, Master Song, we’ll escort you out!" A few gathered around Song Xianhe, shouting anxiously.

"Ahh!!!"

Screams rose and fell; in Yang Shu’s trio’s hands, figures either died or lay critically injured.

In an instant, under their hands, over ten people lay dead.

Song Xianhe watched this scene, trembling with fright, rendered hopeless for escape, without even a thread of survival.

"It’s over, I’m finished; today, I, Song Xianhe, will die in this rotten bar." Song Xianhe slumped dejectedly.

Ye Fan didn’t make a move, instead, he watched Song Xianhe gradually sink into despair with great interest.

Soon, Yang Shu’s trio killed everyone; only Song Xianhe remained.

Once high and mighty, wielding astonishing wealth and enormous power, Song Xianhe had now fallen so low—watching his subordinates die, enduring such agony left him heartbroken.

"Kill me, I beg you, just kill me quickly," Song Xianhe pleaded.

He lacked the courage for suicide, but he equally couldn’t endure the mixed torment of fear and helplessness.

When a person is in extreme pain, they don’t ask to be freed—they ask to be killed.

Now, Song Xianhe was just like that.

"Trainer, shall we grant him a quick death or let him gradually die?" Yang Shu asked eagerly, ready to charge at Song Xianhe.

"One man’s evil created so many tragedies—let him personally feel his life ebbing away. That’s the punishment he deserves," Ye Fan said calmly. Moving his foot, he flicked a small fruit knife with the tip of his shoe, sending it flying into Song Xianhe’s neck.

Song Xianhe’s neck immediately began to bleed, fresh blood gushing out.

However, the blood flow was not very fast.

Song Xianhe’s body trembled, eyes filled with intense fear and apprehension over the passing of life.

Ye Fan left; Song Xianhe slowly moved towards death. No one was interested in watching.

"Devil, devil..." Song Xianhe muttered incoherently.

......

The surrogate organization and human smuggling network were uncovered; the main culprit, Song Xianhe, and his cohorts were dead.

Based on the clues provided by Lin Zhize, those innocent women tormented to inhuman shapes were found in a psychiatric hospital.

One by one, every base was exposed, and everyone involved was arrested.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Lu and others, Ye Fan headed to the villa.

As night approached, he arrived at the villa.

Welcoming him were Mengyao and Xu Qianqian.

"Brother-in-law!" Xu Qianqian exclaimed with joy, leaping towards Ye Fan like a swallow returning to its nest, into his embrace.

Standing firm, Ye Fan let Xu Qianqian hug tightly, then said: "Alright, one hug is enough, why so excited? When I saved you from the traffickers, you weren’t this excited."

"How can this compare?" Xu Qianqian laughed, releasing Ye Fan, her hands gesturing excitedly: "When I got caught by the traffickers, I mentioned Sister Dao’s name a bit and hinted about you being my brother-in-law; those traffickers got scared. Although I was frightened when caught, I wasn’t too afraid. I often do mischievous things, quite bold. Knowing brother-in-law would rescue me made me even bolder."

Xu Qianqian’s eyes were shining: "You’re a big hero now, so I must properly reward you. My embrace is warm, right? First, to thank you for saving me; second, to thank you for rescuing those innocent women from the wolves’ den."

"Alright, alright, you and your sweet talk," Ye Fan replied helplessly.

"Knowing you’re coming back, Qianqian and I prepared a feast. You’ve been busy these days and haven’t eaten well, right? Since you’re free now, take a good rest," Mengyao said with concern.

"Yes, let’s go inside," Ye Fan nodded in agreement.

Ye Fan, Mengyao, and Xu Qianqian entered the villa.

After a shower, washing away his fatigue, Ye Fan finally sat at the dining table.

"Brother-in-law, have some cake; I made it myself, it’s sweet."

"And the braised pork, my specialty dish, guaranteed to leave you savoring, unforgettable."

"Brother-in-law, aren’t I good to you? To reward you, I’ve prepared such a sumptuous feast, and made it with care, so you must eat plenty."

Xu Qianqian diligently picked food, playing cute.

"I have my own hands, I can do it myself, you should eat too, no need to serve me," Ye Fan said.

"That won’t do, I must serve you food, how can I let you be hungry?" Xu Qianqian insisted.

"With this table full of dishes, it’d be surprising to be hungry," Ye Fan said helplessly.

"Qianqian is right, eat more, you’ve lost weight these days." Mengyao chuckled, also helping Ye Fan with some dishes.

"Okay, okay, I’ll eat." Ye Fan enjoyed the meal immensely.

He even picked some dishes for Mengyao, reminding her, "You should eat more too, don’t just focus on me."

"Brother-in-law, that’s not fair—when cousin gives you dishes, you eat, but when I do, you don’t, and you pick dishes for cousin, but not for me," Xu Qianqian pouted childishly.

Ye Fan picked several dishes for Xu Qianqian, finally silencing her complaints.

"That’s more like my brother-in-law." Xu Qianqian smiled joyfully.