But on second thought, Ye Fei felt relieved.

Su Di was not a robber, just a boy toy. He had stolen or cheated them out of his rich girlfriends.

Those rich women weren't fools, of course. They gave Su Di only the most inexpensive jewelry.

Like that aquamarine necklace. It wasn't nearly as valuable as a real sapphire.

The old man took out the pieces of jewelry one by one, weighing them in his hands, estimating their worth, and finally told Ye Fei, "Eighty."

Ye Fei didn't want to beat around the bush. "A hundred or nothing."

"OK, it's a deal, but I expect you to come straight to me next time you have something to sell. I'll go get you the money."

The old man grabbed an old, black garbage bag from a drawer, walked over to a small safe in the corner of the room, and put one hundred thousand Yuan in the bag.

After that, the old man handed the bag to Ye Fei, "Go ahead and count it."

"No need, I believe you."

Ye Fei had seen that the amount was correct. His eyes could keep up with video sped up 36 times, so he could easily keep up with the old man stuffing bills into the bag.

Murong was shocked. In just a few minutes, Ye Fei made a hundred thousand Yuan!

Ye Fei looked at the black bag in his hand and screwed up his features discontentedly. "Boss, don't you have a nicer bag? If I walk around with this, people will think I'm a beggar."

"Young man, listen to my advice", the old man stroked his chin sagely, "never show your money to others. No one will ever suspect this old thing is stuffed with cash. It's absolutely safe."

"Well, I guess it's okay. It's just a bag." Ye Fei picked it up and said goodbye to the old man.

As soon as he left the shop, a hurrying pa.s.serby b.u.mped into him.

"Sorry!" the man quickly apologized and went on his way.

Ye Fei didn't really care, he just thought the guy looked a bit familiar. Murong said the appointed time of the date was coming up, so he walked away.

After a few steps, he suddenly remembered: the guy was the thief from the bus, Li Bin!

Ye Fei did not look back, but as he went around a street corner, he glanced sideways and saw that Li Bin had also recognized him and was standing there watching him, seemingly hesitating.

Then, Li Bin began to quietly follow Ye Fei from a few dozen meters away, certain that Ye Fei remained unaware of his presence.

Secretly, Ye Fei sneered. He had used a special technique to break Li Bin's hand, so that even if Li Bin went to a hospital for help, the doctors would be powerless to heal it.

For a thief like Li Bin, breaking his hand was as good as killing him.

Ever since then, Li Bin's hand was weak and constantly shaking. He couldn't even use chopsticks properly. Whenever he tried to steal something in desperation, he would invariably be discovered and chased away.

When he went to the hospital for treatment, the doctors could not find anything wrong with his hand and said he might have a mental issue.

After spending over twenty thousand Yuan on different treatments, Li Bin still couldn't cure his shakes. He now believed no one but Ye Fei could fix him.

The problem was, in a city as immense as Shanghai, how was Li Bin supposed to ever find Ye Fei again?

It was like searching for a needle in a haystack. After looking for Ye Fei for many days, Li Bin was even thinking of posting an ad in the newspapers when he suddenly b.u.mped into him on the street.

Li Bin almost jumped for joy.

But he quickly settled back down again.

Ye Fei broke his hand. Why would he cure him?

He had only two options.

One was for Li Bin to apologize to Ye Fei.

However, he thought this way was no good.

The second option was to follow Ye Fei and find out where his girlfriend lived, then kidnap her to force Ye Fei to do what he said.

This second option, Li Bin thought was quite reliable.

Ye Fei knew that Li Bin must be up to no good since he was following him, but he didn't care. If he could break one hand, he could break the other.

The place where Murong and Yuan Chen were headed was located beside a Venus fountain in the center of the pedestrian street.

Ye Fei took Murong's hand as they entered and they saw a fat man in an expensive suit waiting there, holding an enormous bouquet of roses.

This was Yuan Chen. The severe acne on his face gave him a somewhat goofy appearance and his small eyes squinted viciously at Ye Fei.

Murong walked to Yuan Chen and said, "Yuan Chen, this is my boyfriend, Ye Fei."

Ye Fei smiled amicably and reached out to shake hands with Yuan Chen. "h.e.l.lo, I'm Ye Fei."

However, Yuan Chen's face became filled with disdain as he coldly said, "Your hands are too dirty."

"My hands are dirty?"

Ye Fei looked at his hands in amazement.

His hands were delicate, with slender fingers and almost no hair on his skin, which shone like a piece of jade. His nails were carefully trimmed and very clean. It was difficult to imagine such a beautiful pair of hands on a man.

Even Murong looked at his hands with a hint of jealousy.

If Yuan Chen actually thought Ye Fei's hands were dirty, he was out of his mind.

Yuan Chen was caught a little off-guard by Ye Fei's immaculate hands, and hurriedly said, "Fool! I meant I don't shake hands with the poor."

"Poor?"

Ye Fei blinked at him.

Yuan Chen decided to ignore Ye Fei. He whispered to Murong, "Murong, I know you don't like me, but there's no need to pretend this common laborer is your boyfriend. Look at him with that filthy bag in his hand, he looks like a beggar! Gosh, he can't compare with me at all.