Ye Zhongquan's words made Zhong Zhengtao very unhappy deep inside.
In his opinion, Ye Zhongquan's words were clearly protecting his calf.
He had approached him in the hope that he could give him face and help him put in a good word with Ye Chen to see if this matter could be made smaller and more trivial.
However, he never expected that Ye Zhongquan would directly tell him that he could not afford to mess with his grandson!
This is too much of a bully!
Ye Zhongquan seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. He said seriously, "Little Zhong, I know you must think that I am protecting Ye Chen in disguise, but let me tell you honestly, although Ye Chen is my grandson no doubt, even if I and the entire Ye family did not interfere at all, you would not be a match for him at all."
Zhong Zhengtao naturally didn't believe it, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but feel a burst of anger inside, and his tone of voice rushed a few points. In a cold voice, he said, "I, Zhong Zhengtao, am not a man who is afraid of what he wants, and I am not a man who lets people just ride his neck and shit on him! If Uncle Ye and the Ye family can really not interfere at all, I would like to weigh up with that Ye Chen and see whose wrist is tougher!"
Ye Zhongquan sighed and said, "If you really want to arm wrestle with Ye Chen, I won't stop you. I can also promise you that I will never interfere, but if you lose with Ye Chen, you will most likely not be able to regain your personal freedom in the next few years.
Zhong Zhengtao was at a loss for words.
As he listened to Ye Zhongquan's tone, he suddenly felt that Ye Zhongquan did not seem to be protecting his calf.
However, if he really let his son be detained and sent to work as a seafarer for three years for no reason, he could not just accept such an outcome openly.
But... He also felt that if he really went to fight with Ye Chen, in case he lost, just like Ye Zhongquan said, his other half-siblings would all rush up and grab his resources.
Combined with what Ye Changmin had just said, he gradually felt that neither Ye Changmin nor Ye Zhongquan seemed to be lying to him.
In this instant, a few more retreats sprang up in his heart.
Immediately, he called Ye Changmin again, and once the call was made, he asked in a deep voice, "Changmin, tell me the truth, how difficult is that nephew of yours to deal with?"
Ye Changmin pondered for a moment. Sighing, he said, "During the New Year, I was not in Yanjing for more than half a month, you still remember, right?"
"Remember." Zhong Zhengtao spoke, "During that time, I always suspected that you had someone else outside. When I asked you to meet me, you said you weren't in Yanjing, you wouldn't tell me where you were, and you never answered my video calls to you."
Ye Changmin said glumly, "I wasn't going to tell you about this because it was too humiliating. But since we've come to this point, I won't hide it from you."
Speaking of this, Ye Changmin paused, took a deep breath and said frankly, "In fact, during that time, I was in Jinling."
"You were in Jinling at that time?" Zhong Zhengtao hurriedly pursued, "Were you at that nephew of yours?"
Ye Changmin said quietly, "I was imprisoned by him inside the slum ......"
"What?!" Zhong Zhengtao asked in horror, "You were imprisoned by her? Why?! You're his aunt!"
Ye Changmin said resentfully, "I'm afraid that this aunt of mine is no better than a fart in his eyes."
Saying that, Ye Changmin could not help but choke up as she remembered the hardship she had suffered back then. She said, "That time when I went to Jinling, even Ye Chen's men were able to slap me wantonly, when in my life have I ever suffered such an indignity? And. For that half month or so, I had to live in a shanty town with a rent of a few hundred dollars a month, with a man watching, not being able to go out, not being able to shop online, and having to eat according to the local minimum living standard, it was like a purgatory on earth ......"