C4 My Name Is Ye Fann

"Ye Fann, what do you think you're doing?" Wang Ying shouted, stepping forward to shield Bi Wenfeng, her eyes blazing with anger. She slapped Ye Fann across the face. "Rebelling, are you? Living off others and still causing trouble? Get out!"

She pointed to the door. "Get out of here right now!"

Bi Wenfeng, hiding behind Wang Ying, managed a cold smirk at Ye Fann. No matter what, he was still just a freeloader, living off a woman. What a loser!

Ye Fann stood frozen, the room growing tense and silent.

Xinying frowned and pulled Wang Ying aside. "Mom, what are you doing? Sit down, let's eat."

Wang Ying glared at Xinying. "Eat? No way!"

With that, Wang Ying grabbed her purse, pulling Bi Wenfeng and Xinying along with her. "Let's go eat out. Seeing that loser just ruins my appetite."

Bi Wenfeng's heart leaped with joy. Clearly, Wang Ying was giving him and Xinying a chance to be together.

Without Ye Fann around to interfere, Bi Wenfeng glanced at Xinying's graceful figure, his eyes lighting up.

In no time, Wang Ying led Bi Wenfeng and Xinying out. On their way downstairs, they ran into Huang Yong, and the four of them piled into Bi Wenfeng's BMW X5, heading straight to a restaurant.

As soon as he got in the car, Huang Yong started calculating his next move. Just when he thought he was out of options, another opportunity presented itself. Maybe he could finally pay off his gambling debts.

"Hey, Feng, this car is pretty nice," Huang Yong said, trying to make conversation out of excitement.

Before Bi Wenfeng could respond, Wang Ying chimed in, "Of course it is. You think your brother Feng is like that loser, Ye Fann?"

Hearing Ye Fann's name made Huang Yong instantly angry. "Mom, don't mention that backstabber. That guy messed up one of my deals."

"What? Is that true?" Wang Ying was immediately furious.

"Yeah, Ye Fann's a real piece of work..."

Next to them, Xinying opened her mouth to speak several times but held back each time. She didn't want her mom and brother bad-mouthing Ye Fann in front of others, but she couldn't let her mom find out about Chung Dafu's situation either. Otherwise, the million-dollar gambling debt would only make her mom hate Ye Fann more.

In fact, because of that million, her mom might be even more eager to kick Ye Fann out and find someone who could help pay off the debt, like Bi Wenfeng.

Soon, they arrived at the restaurant.

"Why don't you go in first, Auntie? I see a jewelry store across the street. I'll take Xinying to pick out a nice gift."

"A gift? I could use one too..." Huang Yong perked up immediately.

Wang Ying gave Huang Yong a sharp tug, smiling as she looked at Bi Wenfeng. "Alright, you two haven't seen each other in years. Catch up first, no rush. We'll head in and order some food."

Huang Xinying didn't want to go, but Wang Ying pushed her right into Bi Wenfeng's arms. He casually wrapped an arm around her waist, making Huang Yong's eyes light up with interest.

In this situation, his million-dollar gambling debt might just get sorted out. At least it seemed more promising than relying on Chung Dafu.

Just then, as Bi Wenfeng led Huang Xinying into the jewelry store, they ran into a woman—Yang Min, his fiancée.

In an instant, Bi Wenfeng quickly released his hold on Huang Xinying, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "Minmin, what are you doing here..."

Smack—

A sharp slap landed on Huang Xinying's face. Yang Min, her expression dark, grabbed Huang Xinying by the hair and glared at Bi Wenfeng. "Visiting family? Is that what you call bringing a woman into a jewelry store?"

"No, Minmin, let me explain..."

Huang Xinying suddenly fell to the ground as Yang Min signaled to the driver standing nearby. "Come here, strip her down and toss her out on the street. I want to see what kind of woman dares to mess with my man!"

Huang Xinying's face turned pale, and Bi Wenfeng was even more panicked. He rushed forward to stop them. "Please, Minmin, this isn't what it looks like..."

"Get out of the way and stand still!" Yang Min's voice was calm, yet it carried an icy authority that instantly silenced Bi Wenfeng.

Bi Wenfeng exchanged a glance with Huang Xinying, took a deep breath, and obediently stepped aside.

Yang Min sneered, stepping forward to lock eyes with Huang Xinying. "See that? The man you tried to seduce—does he have the guts to stand up for you?"

Huang Xinying lowered her head, biting her lip, tears welling up but remaining silent. Hope always seemed to be strangled by fate.

She finally realized that in this world, only Ye Fann was her true hope. Though he had no money or power, he at least cared for her, shielding her from life's storms.

"What are you waiting for? Strip her and throw her out on the street," a woman suddenly barked.

The driver immediately started to tear at Huang Xinying's clothes, and she struggled in vain. The surrounding store clerks watched the scene unfold, as did Bi Wenfeng.

"Min, you've got it all wrong, I actually..."

A sudden scream pierced the air as the driver inexplicably flew backward, crashing into the wall and falling unconscious, blood streaming from his head.

The room fell into a stunned silence.

Beside Huang Xinying stood another man—Ye Fann. He quickly wrapped his own jacket around her, whispering words of comfort, before turning his gaze toward Bi Wenfeng's wife, Yang Min.

Yang Min's face darkened as she looked at Ye Fann's shabby clothes. "Who do you think you are, meddling in my business?"

Ye Fann glanced at the clear handprint on Xinying's face and suddenly moved in front of Yang Min, delivering a slap. "Who do you think you are, hitting my wife?"

The room fell silent.

Bi Wenfeng stared, wide-eyed, at the handprint on Yang Min's face. He snapped back to reality and hurried forward. "Minmin..."

"I'll kill you!" Yang Min screamed, shoving Bi Wenfeng aside and charging at Ye Fann in a frenzy.

Ye Fann was taken aback. Was she throwing a tantrum?

He easily pulled Xinying aside, dodging Yang Min, and casually dragged Bi Wenfeng over, knocking him down in front of Yang Min. "I know what kind of person my wife is, but do you really know the man in front of you? Instead of throwing fits, maybe you should teach him some manners. Otherwise, one day, you'll be left a widow because of someone else's husband."

With that, Ye Fann took Xinying's hand and started to leave.

Just as they reached the door, Ye Fann turned back, locking eyes with Bi Wenfeng under Yang Min's stunned gaze. "Thinking of making a move on Xinying? Go ahead, bring your father, the so-called 'Eight-Armed King,' and tell him I'm Ye Fann. I'll be right here waiting for him."

"If he doesn't come, I'll go find him!"