e they were looking at a monster. No, in Ye Fan's eyes, those gazes were all filled with admiration. It was the look that fans have when they meet their idols. Suddenly, he felt a surge of smugness. L...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy...experienced, Ye Fan suddenly felt like he was living in a world of soft fragrance and warmth. 。As Lin Meiyù helped him with her little mouth, he also reached out his hands to hold Lin Meiyù's twin pe...