<h4>Chapter 750: Simple Life</h4>


    Seven dayster, the old Mr. Ye did not wake up after a deep nap. He died in a hospital bed, in the ward filled with the smell of medicine.


    He passed away quietly.


    Although he used to lead a brilliant life, yet towards death, he was simply an old man who suffered from illness and could never wake up.


    It was said that after his death, the three brothers in Ye family fought with each other out of no reason. Rumor also had it that the next day after his death, many Ye’s rtives gathered in Ye Group, requesting to sign a new agreement to ensure their annual dividend returns. In addition, after his death, the stock of Ye Group fell to a halt.


    After all, he used to be a business tycoon for decades. At his funeral, almost all the dignitaries in Ye City were present.


    The media also made headlines of his death. Almost everyone in the country knew this news through television, the Inte, newspapers and other media.


    At this time, in Li City, more than 2000 kilometers away.


    In an ordinary two-bedroom house.


    He Xiyan was watching a news channel on TV, which was about the funeral of the old Mr. Ye.


    “Ye Zhiyuan, Ye Hao... Ye Hao...”


    While watching the news, He Xiyan muttered the names that appeared repeatedly in the news.


    She frowned and then shook her head.


    She felt somewhat familiar with the names but couldn’t remember.


    Chen Jiahang came out of the kitchen. He made He Xiyan’s favorite favorite spicy shrimp, together with stewed rib soup with corn and scrambled cabbage.


    Usually when he was at home, he would cook.


    Seeing Yanyan still watching TV, He walked over and pulled her up directly from the sofa. Then he pointed to the meal he had prepared on the table.


    He intended to tell her that it was time for dinner. After that, he still needed to go to work on the construction site.


    This week, he worked on night shifts.


    Seeing the dishes, He Xiyan turned off the TV, no more watching the news.


    She used to cook in Mang vige, but since they were in Li City, she seldom did housework. Jiahang also did not allow her to do, saying that she needed a good rest. Sometimes even if she did it, he would get angry.


    His was very good at cooking. Many dishes he cooked tasted even better than that she cooked.


    Their life was very simple, simply including eating, sleeping and working, which was full and happy as well.


    The two of them sat face to face at the small square table.


    Simple meal, but tasted delicious.


    “Jiahang, remember to wear more clothester. It’s cold at night.” In the middle of the meal, He Xiyan looked at Chen Jiahang, somewhat sympathetically.


    She really didn’t want him to go to the construction site. Though she had persuaded him several times, yet he was reluctant to quit the job.


    Chen Jiahang nodded obediently and then hurriedly had a few mouthfuls of rice.


    After a while, he patted his stomach, telling He Xiyan that he was full.


    After dinner, he went to the room to change his clothes, putting on the uniform workers wore, together with a yellow worker’s cap.


    “Yanyan, I’m leaving. You lock the door and don’t go out at night.” Before going out, Chen Jiahang wrote down what he wanted to say in his notebook and handed over to He Xiyan.


    He Xiyan nodded and told him that she would not go out at night. A ahort time ago, there was a case of murder in this residential area. The murderer followed a single woman who came back home at night after ying cards, covered her mouth directly when she opened the door and dragged her into the house. Then he raped and killed her, which was extremely horrible.


    Since that, He Xiyan no longer dared to go out alone at night. Jiahang would always tell her not to go out and to lock the doors and windows well before he went to work at night.