Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment Chapter 2095: I Understand, But I Won’t Forgive You!

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Previously on Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment...
Niu Songran confronts Chen Dehan about his corruption, revealing that Chen's son, Chen Shimei, is a volatile hothead. Chen realizes Niu orchestrated a plan to use Ye Feng against him, leading to his downfall. Chen Dehan admits defeat, but warns Niu to beware of his connections. Ye Feng then reveals that Chen Shimei hired a martial artist to assassinate him, and he has the assassin captured. Chen Dehan is shocked and collapses, while Chen Shimei vehemently denies it. Ye Feng calls for the captured assassin to be brought forth.

The man’s right ankle was twisted unnaturally, and his left wrist was bent at a strange angle. His face was covered in blood, and the fear in his eyes was clearly visible.

"Bang!"

The bodyguard threw him in the middle of the hall.

The man grunted, but he did not dare to cry out in pain. He only raised his head with difficulty and looked around the scene. Finally, his gaze landed on Chen Shimei’s face.

"Young... Young Master Chen..." His voice was hoarse, and he sounded like he was about to cry. "I’m sorry... I messed up..."

Pa.

The last string in Chen Shimei’s mind snapped.

He opened his mouth and stared at the killer on the ground with wide eyes, as if he wanted to confirm that this was a disguise.

But that face, that deliveryman uniform, and that special scorpion tattoo on his wrist -- they all matched.

Three days ago, in the private room of the underground bar in the south of the city, it was this man who had crushed a glass with three fingers in front of him.

"Peak of light force. Took seven lives. Never failed."

That was what the person who introduced him had said.

But now...

"No, no, no. No..." Chen Shimei shook his head, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. "How could this be... How did you..."

"Boss Ye is an internal force martial artist." The killer laughed bitterly, his voice full of regret. "Young Master Chen, you f*cking screwed me over..."

The words "internal force" were like two heavy hammers, smashing into the hearts of everyone in the hall.

Chen Dehan closed his eyes, his last hope completely extinguished.

He opened his eyes and looked at his son, who was lying on the ground like a dead animal, then at the expressionless Ye Feng. Suddenly --

"Plop!"

The man who had been in charge of South Guangdong Fenghua Jewelry Group for more than ten years suddenly felt his knees go weak. He knelt on the ground.

His knees hit the marble floor tiles, making a dull sound.

"Boss Ye!"

"I beg you!" Chen Dehan pressed his forehead to the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Please give Shimei a way out! He’s still young. He’s just confused for a moment!"

He raised his head, tears streaming down his face. "I’ll give you all my assets! I still have three villas and two cars in Guangzhou. I’ll give them all to you!"

"As long as you let Shimei go and don’t let him die, I, Chen Dehan, will be your slave for the rest of my life!"

He crawled two steps forward while kneeling, and he reached out to grab Ye Feng’s pants.

Ye Feng took half a step back and avoided him.

"President Chen." Ye Feng’s voice was very calm, so calm that it made one’s heart turn cold. "When your son hired someone to kill me, he did not think of leaving me alive."

"When he shot a gun in public, he didn’t think of leaving any room for others."

"Now you’re telling me that he’s still young?!" Ye Feng smiled. There was no warmth in his smile.

Chen Dehan sat on the ground, as if his bones had been removed.

Ye Feng did not look at him anymore as he turned to Zhang Youting and said, "Call the police."

"Wait!" Niu Songran suddenly stepped forward and took out his phone. "Boss Ye, let me handle this!"

"Chen Dehan and the others are my old subordinates after all. It’s more appropriate for me to do it..." He explained as he made the call.

Ye Feng looked at him and did not say anything. It could be considered that he agreed.

Niu Songran walked to the side and whispered into the phone. After hanging up, he walked back to Ye Feng and bowed deeply.

"Boss Ye, I’m sorry."

His voice was sincere and filled with guilt. "I know my methods today were not honorable. I borrowed your power to clean up the family and even put you in danger... But I really had no choice."

"I founded South Guangdong Fenghua single-handedly. I watched it grow from a small workshop to the scale it is today, and then I watched Chen Dehan and his son rob it... I can’t watch it rot completely."

He raised his head, his eyes complicated. "If you want to blame me, you can blame me. But I had to do this."

Ye Feng looked at him for a full five seconds.

"President Niu, I understand your difficulties."

Niu Songran’s eyes lit up.

"But I will never forgive you!"

Ye Feng’s next sentence made his expression freeze.

Niu Songran opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he could not say a word.

He lowered his head, and his shoulders slightly collapsed.