I just got divorced, and the female CEO is already clinging to me.

Chapter 5 Illegitimate Son

Outside the door, a middle-aged man with a dignified air was waiting anxiously, his body slightly bowed.

Ye Cheng's expression darkened slightly. He drove his wheelchair to the bedside table, picked up the phone, and called the front desk.

"Hello Mr. Ye, is there anything we can help you with?" came the friendly voice of Zhou Chunhong, the receptionist.

Ye Cheng cut straight to the point: "Why are there strangers knocking on my door?"

Zhou Chunhong asked in surprise, "Huh, isn't he your relative in Beijing?"

They said they had something important to discuss with you, so we didn't ask any further questions.

Ye Cheng snorted inwardly. "They really are incredibly resourceful. They were able to find out where I live in such a short time."

"I don't know him, please ask him to leave."

Zhou Chunhong had some doubts, but she couldn't go against Ye Cheng's wishes, so she readily agreed: "Okay, please wait a moment. I'm very sorry to disturb your rest."

Since they were so polite, Ye Cheng could only respond politely, "I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Not long after hanging up the phone, a commotion arose at the door: "What are you doing? Let me go! Young Master Ye can't possibly not recognize me!"

"Young Master Ye... open the door quickly, I need to speak with you on something important!"

Nothing is more important than your body, which is in a critical period of recovery.

The area outside quickly returned to calm, and just as Ye Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, there was another knock on the door. Zhou Chunhong's voice came in: "Mr. Ye, shall I bring you dinner, or would you like to eat in the dining room yourself?"

Not wanting to trouble others, Ye Cheng asked about the mealtime and then opened the door to go out for dinner.

No sooner had he stepped outside than the middle-aged man rushed over, knelt down beside Ye Cheng's wheelchair with a thud, and said urgently, "Young Master, I know you don't want to see me, but I must see you!"

Ye Cheng ignored the middle-aged man and looked at Zhou Chunhong with displeasure: "Why is he still here?"

Zhou Chunhong, still charming, looked embarrassed: "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang has already checked in, and we have no reason to expel him."

How ungrateful they are to greedy people who forget morality!

Mr. Jiang's real name is Jiang Maocai, and he comes from Beijing.

Ye Cheng looked at him with displeasure: "What, why are you in such a hurry to find me? Are you here to deliver a death message?"

Jiang Maocai looked slightly taken aback, and said with a mournful face, "Young Master, you're joking again. Can I come inside to talk?"

Ye Cheng showed no mercy: "We're not familiar with each other, so let's say what we have to say here."

Jiang Maocai turned to look at Zhou Chunhong, his humble expression suddenly turning sharp.

Zhou Chunhong felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly said something to avoid disturbing the two gentlemen's conversation and then turned to leave.

Ye Cheng frowned and said sarcastically, "The Ye family of the capital, how arrogant they are!"

Jiang Maocai's old face fell, and he looked at Ye Cheng sitting in the wheelchair with a pained expression, saying with snot and tears streaming down his face, "Young Master, how did you become like this!"

How heartbroken the master will be when he finds out!

Faced with Jiang Maocai's heartfelt expression, Ye Cheng remained unmoved and said expressionlessly, "Why would he care about a child born out of wedlock?"

Forget the sentimental talk, what exactly do you want from me?

Jiang Maocai wiped away his tears: "Master originally wanted to come and see the young master in person, but he was busy with affairs in the capital and so many eyes were watching him, so he sent me to pick up the young master and take him home."

The Ye family of Beijing enjoys a prestigious reputation as one of the top wealthy families in China, with a business empire spanning the country. If Ye Cheng were to return with Jiang Maocai, his future would undoubtedly be as bright as a roc spreading its wings and soaring to great heights.

But Ye Cheng said firmly, "Twenty years ago, the moment he sent someone to the orphanage, the Ye family had nothing to do with me anymore."

I just want to live my own life, and I hope you won't come and bother me.

Jiang Maocai raised his head, his eyes brimming with tears, and said, "I know that the young master must be very angry about what happened back then."

But the master also had his own difficulties.

He thought about the day when he and his son would be reunited all the time.

Young master, the master has been waiting for this day for twenty years.

I'll call the old man right now. Maybe if you two talk things out, you can clear up the misunderstanding.

Before Ye Cheng could react, Jiang Maocai took out his phone and made a call.

"Hello..." A magnetic and expectant voice came from the phone.

Jiang Maocai hurriedly said, "Master, the young master is right beside me. I'll let him speak to you."

After speaking, Jiang Maocai respectfully presented the phone with both hands.

Ye Cheng subconsciously felt a strong sense of resistance. He initially ignored it, but worried about getting entangled, so he decided it was better to make things clear once and for all.

He took the phone and said coldly, "Ye Wensheng, I don't care what you want to do, it has nothing to do with me."

I don't care about the life you consider superior.

If you still have any lingering affection for this pitiful family bond, then don't bother me.

A bitter laugh rang out: "It's all my fault, son. I only ask that you give me a chance to make amends."

Faced with readily available wealth, Ye Cheng's eyes revealed an unusual calm: "There's no need for that, and I don't care."

Ye Wensheng, your illegitimate son died twenty years ago.

I just share the same name as him.

Ye Wensheng's heart clenched suddenly: "Son, I know this is abrupt, and I understand your feelings of hatred towards me."

But I will not give up because of what you said.

No matter what you say to me now, I will not give up...

"Ye Wensheng..." Ye Cheng suddenly interrupted.

"I'm here, son."

"Why do not you go to hell!"

After saying that, Ye Cheng tossed the phone to Jiang Maocai, who was covered in cold sweat.

Among China's more than one billion people, no more than twenty would dare to speak to Ye Wensheng like that.

Jiang Maocai took the phone, barely daring to breathe, fearing he might be implicated innocently.

Ye Cheng glanced at Jiang Maocai: "I've said everything I need to say. If you keep bothering me, I'll call the police."

He didn't want to have anything to do with the Ye family because he hated them.

He hated everyone there, including his own father.

Jiang Maocai sighed helplessly, watching as Ye Cheng drove his wheelchair away.

He returned to his room with his phone in hand. Seeing that the call was still going on, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and forced a smile, asking, "Master, the young master has already left. Is there anything else you need?"

Ye Wensheng asked quietly, "Old Jiang, did you not use the method I taught you?"

Jiang Maocai's lips twitched, and his legs went weak with fear as he was about to kneel down: "Master, I'm innocent! I've already knelt before the young master and cried so hard that snot is running down my face."

But the young master completely ignores me; he really doesn't want to go back to the capital.

"Are you sure it wasn't because you overacted and Cheng'er saw through your act?"

"Master, I truly love the young master and wish him to return to the capital with me. If I utter even the slightest falsehood, may I be struck by lightning!"

"Sigh, this child must have some lingering resentment."

Back then... sigh, never mind, it's all my fault in the end.

Let him take a break first.

You stay there for a week and learn about his situation over the years…

Jiang Maocai said with a heavy heart, "Young Master's condition is not good; he still needs a wheelchair to get around."

Ye Wensheng's voice suddenly turned sharp: "What did you say!"

Damn it, find out exactly what happened!

If it was caused by human intervention, regardless of the reason, I will make the other party pay a billion times the price!

Jiang Maocai solemnly promised: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely handle things well."

"Call me anytime if you need help."

Remember, you only have one week.

Return immediately after one week.

Otherwise, if you are not by my side for a long time, it will definitely attract the attention of the other two families.

If they follow the clues and find out I've been secretly contacting Cheng'er, then our plan to secretly advance our scheme will fail.

Jiang Maocai knew the seriousness of the matter and naturally dared not be negligent: "I will do my best to fulfill your request, sir."

After ending his call with Ye Wensheng, Jiang Maocai pondered for a moment, left the room, and drove to the city center.

Ye Cheng ate dinner absentmindedly and had just returned to his room when Shen Qingrou pushed open the door and entered.

He looked Ye Cheng up and down, then said in a shocked and incredulous tone, "So you're the young master of the Ye family!"

Ye Cheng was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind:

"As expected of the local bullies of Hedong City, they found out my background as soon as Steward Jiang arrived today."

Should I explain my background to Shen Qingrou?

and many more……

Ye Wensheng has never revealed my background, and besides, I was sent to kindergarten when I was six years old.

In the afternoon, Butler Jiang did not reveal much information. It was impossible for Shen Qingrou to have investigated all my information in such a short time.

Jiang's housekeeper's sudden visit aroused her suspicion.

But she doesn't know the truth, so she's just trying to trick me by saying that!

They want me to confess without being asked!

That little girl is quite cunning.

Ye Cheng looked at Shen Qingrou in confusion: "What young master of the Ye family?"