X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 216 - 211: Welcoming and Cleansing for You

The McLaren sports car was driven by Yun Xinyan to the company, while Ye Tian drove the minivan desperately towards Longxi Mountain.

Touching the bank card in his pocket and recalling the words Liu Fei’er had said on the phone, Ye Tian’s heart sank to the bottom of the sea. He floored the gas pedal, and the minivan roared out of the city.

"Damn it, no matter who is messing with Liu Fei’er, I will kill him!" Ye Tian’s brows furrowed as he gripped the steering wheel.

The minivan soon reached Longxi Mountain. The wheels spun rapidly. Worried about Liu Fei’er’s safety, Ye Tian pushed the clutch pedal, which creaked loudly. He made sharp turns madly on Longxi Mountain. The headlights had already smashed against the rocks, rubber tires screeched violently on the road, and even emitted bursts of black smoke.

If anyone had been timing on Longxi Mountain, they would have been horrified to find that this unassuming minivan had broken the record set by Ye Tian himself!

After a short while, the minivan arrived outside the gates of an abandoned factory.

"Someone’s there!" Ye Tian stared ahead and frowned again.

The scorching sun shone down on the rusty, dilapidated gates of the factory area, where unexpectedly, numerous private cars were parked, including luxury sports cars like Porsche, Jaguar, Aston Martin, Bentley, and even a Rolls-Royce.

Unfortunately, these cars didn’t bring any good feelings to Ye Tian, but rather reminded him of those rich second-generation street racers.

Ye Tian immediately recalled the deadly street racing competition from several months ago, with all the behaviors of those spoiled youths vivid in his mind, especially a guy named Ren Jun. Counting the days, that guy should have been discharged from the hospital by now.

"Could it be him seeking revenge?" Ye Tian frowned.

With no time to think further, Ye Tian slammed on the gas pedal, and the minivan, with its headlights shattered, shot out, crashing into the rusty iron gates.

The iron gate was instantly knocked open, and the minivan, like a wild beast, charged directly into the abandoned factory building.

Just then, the sound of an engine roared inside the old factory, and a massive imported G-Wagon rushed out, heading straight for Ye Tian’s minivan but stopped abruptly midway.

The G-Wagon stopped, and immediately the doors opened. Two men in black got out, cigarettes dangling from their mouths, bleached blond hair, and big gold chains around their necks — clearly not good men.

"Hey kid, I’m talking to you, get out of the car. You’re Ye Tian, right? Liu Fei’er and Tang Zhuzhu are your friends?" Blondie blew out twin streams of smoke from his nose.

Ye Tian got out of the car and asked coldly, "If I don’t see Liu Fei’er and the others within ten minutes, then sorry, you can go meet King Yan in hell."

"Cut the crap. Did you bring the 500,000 in cash?" Blondie said arrogantly.

"Bring the money and quickly release the people."

Ye Tian pulled out the bank card from his pocket, and with a flick of his finger, the card whizzed through the air, producing a hissing sound, full of force, extremely terrifying.

Blondie reached out to catch the bank card, but was immediately overwhelmed by the force; his palm was dislodged, and the card grazed his hand and thudded into the cement board behind him, embedded very deeply.

"My God!" Blondie stared at the cracked cement board in shock, then shouted back into the factory, "I’m done playing, playing anymore and I’ll lose my life. Feifei, you better come out now, or I’m really gonna die."

With that, he skulked into the factory behind him. Ye Tian frowned slightly, feeling something was off. This blond guy had been so arrogant just now, but suddenly turned cowardly. There seemed to be something fishy about what he had just said. Could it be that he actually knew Liu Fei’er? What was really going on?

"Damn it!" Ye Tian swore, disappearing on the spot and turned into a gust of wind as he rushed into the factory.

Bang! He kicked open the door of the factory, charging in like a tiger descending the mountains.

The factory was pitch black inside, with very dim lighting. The air was filled with choking dust, and the floor was covered in dirt; several rats squeaked in the corners, creating a bizarre and terrifying atmosphere.

Suddenly, the lights in the factory turned on.

The bright xenon headlights suddenly lit up, forcing Ye Tian to squint his eyes. The dim light dissipated, replaced by a blinding brightness.

The next second, the dilapidated factory filled with the pleasant sound of Beethoven’s "Ode to Joy."

Ye Tian was slightly perplexed, "What trick is being played here?"

A group of people walked out from the shadows, singing an English song. There were both men and women, dressed very fashionably. To his understanding, the leader was none other than Liu Fei’er, with the glasses-wearing beauty Tang Zhuzhu on her left side, and even that blond guy on her right.

"What exactly is Feifei up to?" Ye Tian was somewhat speechless. He seemed to understand that this was not a kidnapping but a party tailored for him.

Liu Fei’er was dressed in a pure white floor-length gown, a golden necklace shining brilliantly on her snow-white neck, and crystal earrings sparkling, truly like a beautiful and generous princess.

She sat at the forefront of the crowd, slowly pushing a small cart with burning cold fireworks. The cart was covered with a clean blanket, on top of which was a three-layer cake with many lit candles, creating a warm and cozy ambiance.

"Brother Ye, this is the welcome party we specially organized for you, welcome back to Jiangcheng," Liu Fei’er said with a smile.

"You little rascal, I thought something had happened to you, but it turns out you were up to this," Ye Tian went up and flicked her on the forehead.

"Ouch, that hurts, you hurt me," Liu Fei’er said, rubbing her little head and pouting, "I was afraid you wouldn’t come, so I had to lie."

"You really got me there; I prepared 500,000 for nothing," Ye Tian said with a bitter smile.

It turned out that Liu Fei’er and Tang Zhuzhu had heard about Ye Tian’s return and began planning a party to welcome him back and wash away the dust of travel, all for giving Ye Tian a surprise. For this grand gathering, she had specially taken time off.

As for Huang Mao and the others, no need to ask, they were all friends known by Liu Fei’er, mostly rich second-generation kids from Longxi Mountain; these people were usually idle and had long heard of the legendary tales of the car god and naturally wanted to see Ye Tian’s elegance.

"Still a surprise?" Ye Tian said with a laugh and a cry, "Happy there isn’t, but shocks, there were plenty."

"Brother Ye, don’t be mad; you don’t know how much sweat our Fei’er has put into preparing this," Tang Zhuzhu, never afraid of stirring things up, actually started to incite, "Everyone, shouldn’t Brother Ye give Feifei a kiss? What do you say?"

"A kiss, one kiss, just one kiss!" Immediately, people started chanting.

Liu Fei’er blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at Ye Tian.

In such a situation, Ye Tian couldn’t really refuse.

"Ahem, the following scene is not suitable for children; you all turn around. Whoever dares to peek, be careful, I’ll kick his ass," Ye Tian said with a laugh to the folks around him.

The crowd actually turned around obediently.

Liu Fei’er’s face turned even redder, her heart beating faster.

Ye Tian, without any politeness, wrapped his arm around Liu Fei’er’s slender waist; he then gave her a French kiss, soft and lingering, leaving Liu Fei’er with unforgettable memories for a lifetime.

Next, amid the cheers and laughter of everyone, the cake cutting session began, not in the old factory but in a newly built restaurant behind.

Though the restaurant wasn’t big, it was meticulously prepared by Liu Fei’er. A few small tables filled the little room, spotlessly clean, the floor not a speck of dust, the decorations on the wall were rusty wheel hubs and various strange metal parts, all picked up from the abandoned factory.

The rich second generations called this postmodern decadentism. Ye Tian wasn’t too impressed, but everyone said it was art, pure art.

The cake cutting relieved the tension quickly; the white cream cake turned into sugary projectiles, the youths, back to their snowball fighting days, immensely delighted.

Ye Tian, that rascal, smeared some on Liu Fei’er’s face, who immediately went eyebrow-white and exclaimed, "Oh my, look, the beauty has turned into an old hag."

"You just know how to pick on me," Liu Fei’er, not to be outdone, smeared some on Ye Tian’s chin, turning him into a white-bearded old man.

"Brother Ye, Sister Feifei, you two are on the same path to growing old together; don’t flaunt your affection so much," Tang Zhuzhu said on purpose. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"Don’t talk nonsense; my relationship with Brother Ye is purely platonic," Liu Fei’er quickly explained.

Tang Zhuzhu shrugged, "Platonic male-female relations? I didn’t study much, don’t fool me."

The cake segment ended quickly, and the grand feast began, various beverages brought out, everyone cheerfully clinking bottles.

As the saying goes, no wine, no festivity, and as the drinks flowed, someone brought up Ye Tian’s glorious deeds, how he pedaled his bike, wiped out Ren Jun on Longxi Mountain, how he broke the record of Death Race, leaving others in awe.

Thump! A drunk person knelt in front of Ye Tian.

"Car God, please accept my knees!" the kneeling person said admiringly.

"Er," Ye Tian felt a bit awkward.

The welcome party continued until six in the afternoon and, amid repeated requests from everyone, Ye Tian had to drive a Porsche, performing dangerously on the deadly curves of Longxi Mountain, leaving the rich kids in total amazement.

Around seven, Ye Tian drove Liu Fei’er and Tang Zhuzhu back to the city center, personally escorting Liu Fei’er home.