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Ye Xing frowned, not daring to look at Feng Yanran.

Because the rearview mirror already clearly reflected her tearful eyes.

Feng Yanran held onto the corner of his shirt, shaking it uncontrollably, "Say something, why aren't you saying anything? Is that so?"

Her choked voice stirred up ripples in Ye Xing's heart. He tightened his arms and tightly embraced Feng Yanran, sticking her to his firm chest. Don't let your thoughts run wild! I'll send you back later. "

"No, I'm not going back!" "Ye Xing, I want to stay by your side …" Feng Yanran's body could not stop trembling, and the sound of her sobs kept lingering in his ears, stirring up his heart.

"Yanran …" Ye Xing had long since figured out the woman in his heart after what happened last time.

Now that her obsession with her had been broken, she finally understood that some love was only suitable for reminiscence, not for old age.

"Ye Xing, please, say that you still love me." Feng Yanran's blurry gaze saw the determination in Ye Xing's eyes, he didn't waver in the slightest when looking at his like this. Even if he didn't say anything, she understood in her heart that Tang Wan'er's appearance had taken over her position in his heart for six years.

Ye Xing took a deep breath and replied, "Yanran."

His eyes were lowered, and the woman in his arms was still longing for what she wanted to say from his mouth.

Feng Yanran's hand, which was holding the corner of Ye Xinghan's clothes, slowly relaxed after seeing his cold expression. Her teary eyes also quickly adjusted her state of mind, wanting to swallow everything. Unfortunately … The more she wanted to stop it, the more furious she became.

The last bit of self-respect she had left for herself beside Ye Xing was to quietly sit beside him and not interrogate him.

She had what she knew, hadn't she?

Ye Xing sighed and didn't disturb Feng Yanran. He told the driver his location and leaned back against the car seat.

Feng Yanran did not say anything else until Ye Xing sent her to her parents' side. Only then did she open her mouth and bid farewell to Ye Xing.

Other than that, she didn't spare him another glance.

Feng Yanran's parents had rushed back from another city. At one point, the old couple thought that their own daughter was dead, and now that they saw Feng Yanran, their expressions became indescribably excited.

Tears fell from the old couple's eyes. They reached out their hands to touch her face to see if they were dreaming.

"Is that true? My Yanran is still alive? "

Feng Yanran couldn't remember. After all, blood was thicker than water. Seeing the old woman's tears dripping, her heart tightened.

She wanted to call him by his nickname, but no matter what, she couldn't say it.

Tears of sadness rolled down her face. Feng Yanran hugged her as she thought that she should call her mother. The woman was lying on her shoulder. Although she didn't say anything, it was enough to add a touch of sadness to the atmosphere.

Seeing the reunion of their family, Ye Xing was also happy for Feng Yanran in her heart.

This should be the last thing he could do for Feng Yanran.

After saying goodbye to Feng Yanran's father, Ye Xing left first.

After stepping into the illusory Rolls-Royce, he could faintly feel a pair of cold eyes staring at him from the shadows. After looking around, he didn't notice anything.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" the lackey under him asked.

Ye Xing's expression darkened. "Let's go! "Go home!"

The car started up and rolled over the dirt road. After it sped away, a pair of eyes flashed with a cold and overflowing luster behind a building not far away. That pair of eyes looked as if it was made of ice.

— —

At the Ye Family mansion.

Jiang Cheng also lied at home for two days. Ever since Ye Jingdong's birthday party ended, he and Zhang Xiaguang had never been in contact.

He had a special understanding of Zhang Xiaoqi's temperament. After what happened last time, he had let her know that he, Jiang Cheng, also liked her.

When it was time for dinner, Ye Jingdong left the mansion for the first time not to be at home.

Only he and Uncle Zhang were left.

Ever since Uncle Zhang had threatened him last time, Jiang Cheng had put him on the danger list.

This Uncle Zhang had been working for the Ye Family all his life, so how did he become like this all of a sudden?

Because of an incident, he was really getting more and more confused.

Jiang Cheng was also holding his food. Doubt was clearly visible in his eyes. He was not afraid of being seen by Uncle Zhang at all.

"Young master, it's not good to multitask." Uncle Zhang stood respectfully to the side and reminded Jiang Cheng. If he didn't warn him again, Jiang Cheng would soon eat the prawns without even skinning them.

Jiang Cheng's anger was overflowing. He didn't have any weaknesses to use this time, did he?

"Uncle Zhang, you seem to care too much. What right do you have to guide me?" Jiang Cheng also truly felt that it was laughable. When he brought the chopsticks to his mouth, the prawn whisker had pierced his cheek. He lowered his eyes and realized that Uncle Zhang was saying the same thing.

He angrily took the prawn away and threw it to the side to not eat it.

After eating the rice in the bowl, he quickly put it aside and called the servants to clean it up.

He crossed his arms and glanced at Uncle Zhang. "Uncle Zhang, aren't you older than me at the Ye Family?"

"Yes." Uncle Zhang did not deny it. His performance in front of others was still the same as usual.

The matter between him and Jiang Cheng seemed to have never happened before.

"Haha, no wonder. It took me so long to get the key to grandfather's study." Jiang Cheng sneered mockingly.

He stood up, and without waiting for Uncle Zhang's reply, he crossed his hands behind his head, and confidently wanted to go upstairs: "Uncle Zhang, I have something to talk to you about. Do you want to come with me? "

Although the servants by his side did not dare to look at Jiang Cheng and seemed to be busy with their own things, in reality, they easily captured his words.

The servants were secretly sweating for Uncle Zhang. After all, Jiang Cheng was not as good as the young master usually was.

He was a treacherous man, and he held a grudge.

"Alright." Uncle Zhang couldn't refuse. He could only agree and follow Jiang Cheng upstairs with a limp.

Just as he reached the corner of the stairs, Jiang Cheng spread out his hands and said, "Bring it here."

"Hmm? I wonder what young master wants from an old man like me? "

"Take what? Do you still want to continue playing dumb? The key to the study! To tell you the truth, I want to steal a needle from grandfather and take revenge on him. Jiang Cheng also held his hand horizontally in the air, unwilling to let it go.

Uncle Zhang reminded him, "Old master's needles have a number..."

"It's very simple. Just find some water to add some air! If the blood vessels are to touch the air, they will also have to gameover! " Seeing that Uncle Zhang had no intention of taking out the key, Jiang Cheng hurriedly urged him, "Quick, take it out!"