Yemo puts down the magazine and looks at the entourage over there coaxing the child. He feels that there seems to be something wrong with the child, but he can't tell what's wrong.

There are many special cakes made by Fuji on the table over there. They are fragrant, delicious and attractive. The attendants pick up the food and deliver it to the children, and laugh in a low voice. They hope the children can taste it. As a result, the children start to be irritable again. They wave their hands indiscriminately and beat away the food in front of them.

It's picky!

No wonder the child's body is so thin and thin!

Ye Mo shakes his head slightly. Fuji's consumption level is not low. It's estimated that there will be a small two thousand for this table of baked cakes, but so many foods don't fit the child's appetite. This guy's appetite is too much!

The entourage rotated the food on the table. There were all kinds of flavors, but without exception, they were all beaten back angrily by the child.

After reading for a long time, ye Mo finds that he is wrong. It seems that this is not picky eating, but anorexia!

It's supposed to be difficult for a little child to resist the temptation of food. How can he get anorexia? It's a little strange!

Is the so-called disease anorexia?

Yemo frowns and thinks.

At this time, the entourage had no choice but to walk gently in the house with the child to appease his mood.

The child is angry. He seems a little tired. He lies listlessly on the shoulder of his entourage. A pair of small glasses stare back and forth at Ye mo. he is probably curious. He has never seen this person before.

Ye Mo smiled, picked up a small cake in front of him, put it into his mouth, made a very delicious expression, and then observed the child's reaction.

The child didn't respond to Ye Mo's expression. He didn't look tempted or interested in tasting it. Instead, he yawned and lay down in the arms of his entourage.

Yemo determines his judgment. The child is anorexic, but he doesn't understand the cause.

Yemo wants to test again. As a result, Cai Licheng over there stands up together with the tiger.

Yemo didn't ask much, just like an ordinary assistant, he followed up without saying a word.

The bodyguards had already opened the door when they left Fuji. After Cai Licheng got on the bus, they got on respectively. The bodyguards took the first car and assigned one person to the co driver's seat of the middle car to protect Cai Licheng.

The entourage took the third car.

Ye Mo helps zonghu open the door, just like a real assistant.

Zonghu saw that ye Mo was going to play, so he didn't stop him and got into the car according to his meaning

After getting on the bus, I live on Tiger Road.

"He's going to Qingyang palace."

Yemer starts the car and three Mercedes Benzes follow. Yemer looks in the rearview mirror and says.

"Cai Licheng is really interesting. He went to lingjue temple to burn incense in the morning. Now he has to go to Qingyang palace to make incense. His faith is quite extensive..."

Zong Hu also found it a little funny. It is said that people of this kind of rich family will not go inside as long as it is a scenic spot, just like those tourists who come to Dongjiang, but Cai Licheng did so.

Now I'm going to Qingyang palace and Tianfu Street later. Just now they confirmed the afternoon's trip in Fuji, as if he wanted to find a familiar local companion in Dongjiang.

However, Cai Licheng obviously didn't want to be too ostentatious when he went to Qingyang Palace this time, so he didn't go to lingjue temple in the morning. Only Ye Mo drove in front of the road, there was no siren, and there was no government No. 0 plate, but the three Mercedes Benzes behind him were still very eye-catching, causing passers-by to stop and look back.

Qingyang palace is very well-known in Dongjiang. It has a history of thousands of years and is known as the first Taoist temple in Dongjiang.

Zonghu road contacted the people of Qingyang palace. When he arrived at the place, Qingyang palace had already arranged a special person to wait and lead the people to introduce the history of Qingyang palace while visiting.

When they came out of Qingyang palace, they went to Tianfu street, the most prosperous street in Dongjiang.

Along the way, zonghu led Cai Licheng in front, and his entourage followed closely with the child. Before, the beautiful woman did not accompany Cai Licheng.

Then there was Ye Mo, dressed in casual clothes, carrying hands on his back and taking small steps, in sharp contrast to the strong man in black behind him.

When the pedestrians on the road met, they all avoided glancing. They thought it was Yemo, the leader of the underworld, who led his thugs to the street!

Coming out of Tianfu street, it was getting late and zonghu invited him.

"In the evening, I ordered a table of rice at Qingjiang hotel. It's all some special dishes of Nanjiang. Mr. Cai must try them."

Cai Licheng smiled faintly and said.

"Thank you, Mr. Zong, for your invitation, but I've already arranged my itinerary these days. I'll host it another day to apologize."

It's also normal for Cai Licheng to have an appointment at night. After all, people like Xiang He will be paid attention to by all parties. Zong Hu is not surprised. Today's game is just to establish an exchange first, and it's simply unrealistic to bring the relationship closer at once.

They say goodbye to each other. Yemer opens the door and starts the engine.

After sitting in the car, ye Mo didn't drive away directly. After all, it's more polite to leave late.

Then ye Mo saw the attendant in front holding the child into the car. When the door was closed, the attendant wiped the sweat on his forehead, gently shook his arm, and then hurried to the Mercedes Benz behind him.

Seeing this scene, Yemo suddenly thought of something. It seems that since noon, he hasn't seen the child's feet fall to the ground. No matter where he goes, two attendants hold him in turn.

After thinking about it carefully, ye Mo really doesn't remember that a child went down to the ground and walked by himself. This kind of thing may be shocked in the eyes of outsiders. He thinks that the Cai family's pomp is too big. Children have to hire people to walk with them, which is more luxurious than other rich people providing their children with cars and drivers.

But in Ye Mo's eyes, it made him think.

When Cai Licheng and his party went away and zonghu got on the bus, ye Mo started the car and drove away from Tianfu street.

"I'm so hot this day."

After getting on the bus, zonghu quickly unbuttoned his collar and rolled up his shirt sleeve, restoring the previous look of a local ruffian.

"Do you see any doorways after all this day?"

Zonghu turns to look at Ye Mo and asks.

"Didn't he mention his child less today?"

Yemer asked as he drove.

"The child's name is Cai Wenliang. He is the treasure of the Cai family! Cai Licheng is a middle-aged son, so he loves this only son very much. It can be said that he is a collection of thousands of favors."

Zonghu imitates Ye Mo's appearance and lies lazily in the armchair. He finds it really comfortable to be so paralyzed.

"The Cai family has done a good job in keeping this secret. All parties know that Cai Wenliang's body is a little different, but no one knows why."

Zonghu paused.