Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1165 - 1090: The Wu Family’s Regret

"Dad, what about my previous bank card? I want to go out for a stroll." Wang Jie said casually, showing no concern for Wang Huo’s anger.

His previous bank card had already been confiscated by Wang Huo.

"Your legs aren’t fully healed yet, why are you going out? Are you planning to race cars in this condition?" Wang Huo said angrily.

Looking at his son, he felt somewhat disappointed. His son was always hanging around with a group of irresponsible friends, either clubbing or racing, which made Wang Huo very disappointed.

"I just want to go out casually, why are you talking so much? Hurry up and give me my bank card." Wang Jie said impatiently.

Feeling frustrated, Wang Huo was about to vent when Wang Shui stopped him, saying, "Brother, let it go. Wang Jie is young after all. He’s in his prime and can’t stand boredom."

"Second Uncle understands me. Dad, quickly give me my bank card." Wang Jie looked at Wang Shui and chuckled. Wang Huo, too, didn’t bother nagging his son. He was discussing important matters with Wang Shui and had no mood to educate his son.

Wang Huo took out the bank card and handed it to Wang Jie, who immediately smirked triumphantly and was about to leave when he suddenly said, "By the way, Dad, Second Uncle, I think I heard you mention someone named Ye Qingfeng when I came in?"

Wang Huo and Wang Shui were stunned and asked, "What? You also know Ye Qingfeng?"

"Of course I know him. I’m practically familiar with the guy." Mentioning Ye Qingfeng, Wang Jie said with gritted teeth.

What? His own son turned out to be familiar with Ye Qingfeng. Wang Huo felt a faint sense of joy and quickly asked, "You really know Ye Qingfeng? The young man with connections to the Wu Family."

Wang Shui felt a growing unease, looking at Wang Jie’s expression, it didn’t seem right. It didn’t look like a friendly relationship.

Instead, it carried a hint of hatred.

"The guy Wu Yun from the Wu Family likes, that should be him! My leg was broken by him. I heard the Wu Family is searching for him everywhere. Unexpectedly, I ran into him in Yanjing. The little punk is really arrogant and good at fighting; he directly broke my leg."

"But I won’t let him off. I’ve already relayed the news of Ye Qingfeng’s arrival in Yanjing to the Wu Family. They’re probably searching for him everywhere now. His fate is bound to be miserable."

"How could such trash match up with the Wu Family’s young lady in Yanjing?"

Wang Shui was stunned, his mind went blank, realizing that his nephew and Ye Qingfeng were not on good terms but were — enemies!

Wang Huo trembled with his hands, unable to believe what his son had done. He had provoked Ye Qingfeng, that God of Kill?

Wang Jie passionately continued, completely oblivious to his father and uncle’s expressions. Instead, he arrogantly boasted, "I’m not going out with money this time just to race cars. I can’t race now anyway. I’m going out to find someone to track down Ye Qingfeng, and I want to teach him a lesson before the Wu Family finds him."

"Daring to provoke me, Wang Jie, I will make him wish he were dead!" Wang Jie said smugly.

Wang Huo and Wang Shui were already stunned, their minds blank. They couldn’t believe Wang Jie had provoked Ye Qingfeng, this God of Kill.

And now it wasn’t enough; he was still looking for someone to further punish Ye Qingfeng.

"You bastard!"

Unable to hold back, Wang Huo suddenly stepped forward and kicked Wang Jie over, without any pause, he took two steps forward and started punching and kicking.

The maid who led Wang Jie inside was already scared stiff, unable to understand what happened, why Wang Huo was suddenly beating Wang Jie violently.

Although she knew Wang Huo was always disappointed with Wang Jie, the Wang Family was wealthy and influential. Wang Huo had never laid a hand on Wang Jie before.

"Brother, calm down, hitting Wang Jie won’t help now." Wang Shui hurriedly stepped forward to stop his brother, trying to persuade him.

If his brother kept hitting like this, he’d end up killing Wang Jie.

"Second Uncle, quickly stop him, this old man has gone mad!" Wang Jie struggled to sit up and suddenly screamed.

"Shut up, you’ve doomed us!" Unable to hold back, Wang Shui slapped Wang Jie heavily across his face.

Despite being mild-tempered and more tolerant of his nephew, this time was different from before. He really had caused great trouble, threatening to ruin the Wang Family by this prodigal son.

"Let me beat this ungrateful brat to death!"

Without Wang Shui’s interference, Wang Huo rushed up and kicked Wang Jie in the body, lifting a chair and smashing it fiercely onto Wang Jie.

With a "crack", Wang Jie’s previously plastered broken leg was broken again.

Compared to the various tremors in Yanjing, Ye Qingfeng was quite calm, accompanying Zhao Zhiruo back to the urban village.

Originally Su Qiong planned to come along, but after receiving a call, she hurried back.

Clearly, Su Family must have gotten the news too. Ye Qingfeng caused quite a stir, and Su Family might already know that Su Qiong has been constantly by Ye Qingfeng’s side.

Probably Su Family calls Su Qiong back to understand the specific situation.

When Su Qiong and Ye Qingfeng appeared in the urban village, the surrounding gaze increased remarkably. This place was quite remote and underdeveloped, where such pure and beautiful couples were rare.

The key was the clothing on Zhao Zhiruo and Ye Qingfeng, bought last time at the commercial center, was pricey branded attire, unaffordable for anyone in the urban village.

Also, they were accompanied by a child, whose broken arm drew people’s attention as well.

"Boss lady, please hurry, where’s our beer?" several drinking men urged.

"Coming, coming," Zhao Zhiruo’s mother quickly said, carrying a box of beer over.

Ye Qingfeng and Zhao Zhiruo had just arrived at Zhao Zhiruo’s family restaurant’s entrance when they saw this scene. Seeing her mother work hard, Zhao Zhiruo’s eyes reddened slightly, feeling somewhat bitter. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

For years, her mother has been the pillar of the family. Others couldn’t understand her mother’s struggles and pressures.

When Zhao Zhiruo and Ye Qingfeng stood at the entrance, a group of diners paused in surprise. These two clearly wealthy children, what were they doing in such a small restaurant?

Were they also here to dine?

Although Zhao Zhiruo’s family’s restaurant served delicious food at reasonable prices, keeping business decent.

Could it be the restaurant had become so well-known that it attracted such wealthy second generations to dine here?

Seeing the diners momentarily stunned, Zhao Zhiruo’s mother naturally followed their gaze and froze immediately.