Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

Ye Fan walked into the house silently, watching Yi Zhonghai and Aunt Gao working happily and enthusiastically. They were sweeping the floor with a broom, and then walking out with a garbage bag, and even throwing away the bedding and clothes of the deaf old lady.

All in all, this was a thorough cleaning operation without omissions! Perhaps they were so focused on cleaning that they forgot about themselves, or they were so happy that the house belonged to them that they didn't notice Ye Fan's presence at all.

Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but reveal a playful smile. He leisurely found a stool to sit down, then reached into his arms and took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes. He took out a cigarette and gently held it in the corner of his mouth. Then, he reached into his pocket again and took out a box of matches. With a "click", the match was instantly lit by Ye Fan. After the cigarette was lit, Ye Fan took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled a wisp of smoke.

Yi Zhonghai and Aunt Gao were really startled by the sound made by Ye Fan striking a match. When they turned around, they saw the mocking expression on Ye Fan's face. Yi Zhonghai frowned tightly, stared at Ye Fan, and asked, "Chief Ye, I wonder why you are here this time? I just got out of the hospital not long ago, and it seems that I haven't offended you!"

Yi Zhonghai talked to Ye Fan tremblingly and cautiously, and even used the honorific "you" to address him. However, even with such caution, Ye Fan was still cold and frosty to him, and had no good face at all. After all, this hateful Yi Zhonghai actually dared to rob Ye Fan's house, how could Ye Fan not be furious?

At this moment, Ye Fan had already restrained his cynical attitude. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring straight at Yi Zhonghai and questioned: "Who gave you the courage to open my door without permission?" His voice was icy cold, as if it could freeze the air.

Yi Zhonghai was shocked when he heard this, and his face showed astonishment, but he quickly came to his senses. With a hint of anger in his tone, he retorted: "Chief Ye, this house was given to me by the old lady. Everyone in the courtyard knows this!"

At this time, Gao, an old lady standing by, couldn't help but interrupt. She frowned and said in a displeased manner, "Chief Ye, we have provoked you today. If you want to find fault, you might as well go and find someone else to cause trouble. My old Yi just came out of the hospital. He is very weak and can't stand your tossing and turning!" Her words were full of resentment.

After hearing this, Ye Fan raised his mouth slightly and snorted contemptuously: "Didn't Director Wang say yesterday that the deaf old lady's house had been taken away by the street office? You keep claiming that this is something the deaf old lady left for you, so why don't you go to the street office to get the relevant proof? Do you have the ability to do it? There is no evidence to prove it, but you dare to break the door and enter without permission. What does this behavior mean? Don't you know it at all?"

After Ye Fan finished speaking and saw that he had no intention of taking action, Yi Zhonghai finally let go of the heavy stone in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief. He stared at Ye Fan, forced a flattering smile on his face, and replied in a gentle voice: "Section Chief Ye is right. I will rush to the street office to complete all the formalities later. Here, I still want to thank Section Chief Ye for coming here to give me some advice."

However, when Ye Fan heard Yi Zhonghai's words, he chuckled again, with a bit of teasing and sarcasm in his tone: "It seems that you still don't understand what I mean!"

Upon seeing this, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but frown, looking puzzled, and asked, "Chief Ye, what exactly do you mean?" There seemed to be confusion and uneasiness in his words.

Ye Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, snorted disdainfully, then reached into his arms and slowly took out a brand new piece of paper. His movements were slow and firm, as if this piece of paper carried an extremely important mission.

Then, Ye Fan gently unfolded the paper and placed it steadily in front of Yi Zhonghai, and said in a sarcastic tone: "I guess you can read a few words! Then, there is no need for me to explain the meaning of this document to you!"

Yi Zhonghai could certainly recognize words. After all, how could he become a skilled seventh-level fitter if he couldn't read? However, at this moment, when he stared at the piece of paper in Ye Fan's hand, he felt an indescribable confusion and puzzlement in his heart. Because that was clearly the property certificate of this house! But the real owner of this house turned out to be Ye Fan!

Yi Zhonghai racked his brains but couldn't figure out the reason. Why did the street office make such a decision? You know, Ye Fan already had his own residence. According to common sense, he was not qualified to get the house of the deaf old lady. Facing everything that happened in front of him, Yi Zhonghai's previous flattering face disappeared instantly, replaced by a cold and serious face. He straightened his body, stared at Ye Fan with a torch-like gaze, and asked bluntly: "Section Chief Ye, how can you prove its authenticity with just this little thing in your hand?"

Faced with Yi Zhonghai's sudden change of attitude, Ye Fan didn't care at all, because he was too lazy to have a conflict with Yi Zhonghai today.

After all, Qin Huairu and the others were still waiting for him in the courtyard. Time was running out. How could he continue to entangle with Yi Zhonghai endlessly here?

Ye Fan stared at Yi Zhonghai with a stern face and expressionless expression, and said coldly: "Do I need to prove something to you?"

Hearing this, the rage in Yi Zhonghai's heart burned even more fiercely, but he knew very well how ruthless Ye Fan's methods were, and he was filled with fear in his heart, so he only dared to bury this anger deep in his heart and did not dare to say a single harsh word to Ye Fan.

It was because Ye Fan’s cruelty really made him feel scared.

After Yi Zhonghai glared at Ye Fan fiercely, he turned around resolutely and walked out with firm and heavy steps. He didn't even say a word of farewell to Gao, the aunt beside him, and left without looking back.

Although Yi Zhonghai's figure had disappeared, his heart still remained in the house of the deaf old lady. At this moment, he was racking his brains to think of a countermeasure, trying to find a way to take back the house that should have belonged to him from Ye Fan.

Aunt Gao, who was standing there, didn't know what Ye Fan was holding in his hand, but she could vaguely feel some strange atmosphere just from the resolute back of Yi Zhonghai when he turned and left.