novelraw Chapter 1900 1901: So You Think I'm Giving You Face?
Chapter 1900 1901: So You Think I'm Giving You Face?
Although Ye Xunhuan didn't know what trick Xu Mingli was using, it was clear from Xu Mingli's demeanor that it was quite underhanded.
Xu Mingli didn't say anything, and Ye Xunhuan didn't ask further. Now, he was quite curious about this beggar.
A seventy-year-old man, so agile, definitely not an ordinary person. But why did he become a beggar?
And what purpose did he have entering the welfare institution?
Afterward, Ye Xunhuan and Xu Mingli didn't say much more, and directly took Ye Xunhuan to the rooftop to find the old director and the beggar.
Sure enough, the old director and the beggar were sitting on the roof, and there was a chess set placed in front of them, engaged in a game.
"Old director, Young Master Ye has come to see you!" Xu Mingli immediately called to the old director.
The old director turned his head upon hearing this, and upon seeing Ye Xunhuan, his face, marked by wrinkles and the passage of time, immediately lit up with a benevolent smile. "Mr. Ye, what brings you here today?"
As he spoke, the old director rose from his chair.
"It's been a while since I've come over here. I was wondering how you've been, so I just came to check on you!" Ye Xunhuan replied softly, "It seems you're doing quite well!"
At this moment, Xu Mingli mentioned that they should chat and left the place.
"If it weren't for you, Mr. Ye, and Miss Qiu, I'd probably still be scrambling for the kids' livelihoods!" the old director said, recalling the past hardships with fondness, "How could I possibly sit here playing chess otherwise?"
Ye Xunhuan chuckled lightly, "That's as it should be; you've given so much, it's time for you to be rewarded."
As he spoke, Ye Xunhuan's gaze fell upon the beggar playing chess with the old director.
This old beggar, about the same age as the old director, wore a black cotton jacket, cotton pants, and had a hat on his head. His face was full of wrinkles, and he held a pipe in his mouth, looking no different from an old man from the countryside, nothing particularly noticeable.
Saying there's nothing notable would be a lie. The most striking feature about him is his eyes!
Though they seemed cloudy, they conveyed a sense of having weathered many hardships, and the piercing look in his eyes seemed able to easily see through all the thoughts in your heart.
After exchanging a few words with the old director, Ye Xunhuan inquired about the old man, "Old director, who is this..."
"I don't know his name; he doesn't seem to know it either. It seems like something went wrong up there!"
The old director pointed to his head and continued, "We all call him the old beggar. I met him while out shopping and felt sorry for him, so I brought him back."
Ye Xunhuan nodded, saying nothing, but his gaze began to sweep back and forth over this old beggar.
"Old beggar, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Ye Xunhuan, I often talk to you about him. He's a very good man!" the old director said to the old beggar, "If it weren't for him, neither of us would be sitting here playing chess!"
The old beggar grinned at Ye Xunhuan, revealing his yellowed teeth, "Mr. Ye, the old director often mentions you, and it's a pleasure to finally meet you!"
As he spoke, the old beggar wiped his hands on his clothes, then extended them to shake hands with Ye Xunhuan.
Ye Xunhuan noticed this subtle change and, without hesitation or disdain, reached out to shake hands with the old beggar.
"Hello!" Ye Xunhuan said politely, "Are you comfortable living here?"
"Comfortable, very comfortable!" the old beggar replied with a beaming face, "I get to drink every day here, have enough to eat, and there's a place to stay..."
The old beggar's face showed immense satisfaction as he spoke.
"That's good to hear!" Ye Xunhuan said softly.
Afterward, Ye Xunhuan sat with the old beggar and the old director, chatting.
However, before long, a ringing suddenly sounded within the welfare institution.
Upon hearing the bell, the old director immediately stood up, "Mr. Ye, please sit here with the old beggar. I have to check on those little troublemakers, or they might turn the place upside down!"
"No worries, you go ahead!"
The old director, aware of Ye Xunhuan's temperament, didn't say much more and turned to leave.
Once the old director left, Ye Xunhuan took out a cigarette, offering one to the old beggar, who waved it off, preferring his pipe, "I like this!"
Ye Xunhuan didn't press further and lit a cigarette for himself, gently exhaling a puff of smoke, "Old sir, I heard you're quite healthy?"
"Not bad, not bad!"
"If you call that not bad, then no one can compare to you!" Ye Xunhuan said indifferently, "I heard you can easily jump over walls two to three meters high!"
The old beggar wasn't surprised by this, instead, he grinned sheepishly, "I find it quite bizarre myself!"
Ye Xunhuan slowly exhaled a thick mouthful of smoke, "Old sir, care to share your intentions with me?"
"What intentions could I possibly have?" the old beggar looked at Ye Xunhuan with a face full of innocence.
Ye Xunhuan chuckled softly, "Old sir, you may not know, but this welfare institution is a place that a woman I like holds dear to her heart!"
"I won't allow anyone to cause harm here, nor will I allow any ill-intentioned people to intrude!"
"Are you talking about that girl Mei Hanqing? I've seen her!"
Ye Xunhuan nodded, "Yes, it's her. She considers this place her home, and if anyone dares do something here, I'll make sure they wish they were never born!"
With that, a hint of fierceness flashed in Ye Xunhuan's eyes!
The old beggar said nothing, silently puffing on his pipe.
Seeing this, Ye Xunhuan spoke again, "Old sir, you might deceive the old director, but it's not that easy to deceive me!"
"Let's have a chat. Who are you, and what's your purpose here?"
"No purpose!"
"Old sir, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!" Ye Xunhuan said, not too lightly, not too heavily, "And don't think that just because you're older I won't do anything to you!"
"I really have no purpose..."
Ye Xunhuan snorted coldly, "Are you asking for trouble?"
With that, Ye Xunhuan's right hand, resembling a tiger's claw, suddenly reached for the old man's throat.
But in the next moment, before Ye Xunhuan's claw could reach, the old man swiftly dodged out of the way.