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"Yes, I just saw Ye Xing off." After speaking, he opened the door with malicious intent. The mess in this room definitely had to be tidied up by a woman.

"Eh?" Tang Wan didn't understand Cheng Yu Chen's intentions. She followed him to the room, and just as she reached the door, she smelled the repulsive scent.

"What are you all doing?" Tang Wan'er pinched her nose and looked in with disdain. The ground was a mess, and the pungent smell of alcohol made her want to turn around and leave immediately.

"Drink, sorry for troubling you to help me clean up." Cheng Yu stretched his arms and walked down from the second floor.

Tang Wan took a deep breath, took out a Disposable Mask from her bag and put it on.

She glanced at the messy ground and shook her head helplessly. It seemed she would have to clean it up for a while.

— —

The Ye Family.

Ye Jingdong set up a trap to lure Jiang Cheng into revealing the fact that he had taken his own medicine. Uncle Zhang became the target of public criticism in Jiang Cheng's heart. After being lectured by Ye Jingdong, his heart was filled with hatred!

He was thinking about how to make Uncle Zhang remember.

How dare you sell him out? This is great …

"So, Cheng, who did you give grandpa's medicine to?" At night, Jing Dong leaned on his dark red walking stick with a kind smile.

However, it brought Jiang Cheng endless terror. This terror originated from the bottom of his heart and slowly spread upwards, unable to be dispersed.

In his eyes, Ye Jingdong was someone who did not care what methods he used. As long as he wanted something, he would not give a damn if he couldn't get what he wanted.

That drug was originally meant to be used on Tang Wan for Zhang Xiaji, but he didn't know what happened after that, so he didn't know if she would be able to use it.

However, he was also very curious. Every year, Ye Jingdong would study twelve of these medicines. No more than twelve of them.

Lost one, is there such a hurry?

"Grandpa …" Jiang Cheng also knelt on the ground. His body could not help but tremble, and his evasive eyes were filled with fear. "I don't know either …"

"Who did you give the medicine to?" Or was it used? " Ye Jingdong calmly asked another question.

"I've given it to you, Zhang Xia Qi." Jiang Cheng's voice also became weaker and weaker as he fell from a high vantage point.

"Zhang Xia Qi?" Ye Jingdong repeated himself and coughed twice while leaning on his walking stick. A servant handed him a few tissues.

Ye Jingdong wiped his hands and left while leaning on his walking stick.

Jiang Cheng had been kneeling on the ground, not daring to move. Even when he heard that Ye Jing Dong had indeed left, he still didn't dare to stand up. Immediately, the figure that he hated to see the most appeared in the hall.

Uncle Zhang slowly walked over and stood unsteadily by Jiang Cheng's side. He respectfully said with heartache, "Young master, stand up. The floor is too cold."

As Uncle Zhang spoke, he went to support Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng clenched his teeth and shook off Jiang Cheng's hand. He glared at him, wishing that he could skin him alive. "Scram!"

The clanging sound of the words made Uncle Zhang's hand tremble slightly.

He should have thought that as long as he finished speaking to Ye Jingdong, Jiang Cheng's attitude towards him would definitely be the same! Uncle Zhang had watched Jiang Cheng grow up. Other than being too scheming, he could be considered kind.

He treated Jiang Cheng with more affection than he did Ye Xing. He had watched Jiang Cheng grow up.

"When I stand up, the first one who wants to be stepped on by me will definitely be you!"

Uncle Zhang let out an undetectable sigh. He didn't say anything, nor did he make any movements to help him up. He only warned the servant to take good care of the young lord.

"Alright." The servants all nodded.

Uncle Zhang returned to his room at the Ye Clan. He hadn't been able to contact Tang Wan'er for a long time, so he didn't know how she was doing.

As he was thinking, he dialed a number.

Tang Wan quickly picked it up. In order to prevent herself from breathing in any unpleasant smells, Tang Wan put aside the things she was busy with, took off her face mask, and ran to the door to pick up the phone.

After chatting for a while, Uncle Zhang went straight to the point, asking Tang Wan about what happened on the island that day. Although Tang Wan didn't know why Uncle Zhang was asking, she thought that he should be asking for her own good, so she didn't mention Yu Zimo's identity and only called him an old friend.

"Wan, are you free? Uncle Zhang wants to talk to you about something. "

"I'm free..." But Wan is a little busy now, and might be in the afternoon, so we still have to pack up here. Can we call Uncle Zhang when he's free? "

"Alright …"

Tang Wan hung up the phone and spent half an hour to clean up the room.

The floor was clean, but this smell couldn't be removed in an instant. The only thing he could do was open the windows and let out the smell.

The moment she opened the window, Tang Wan'er realized how blissful she was after smelling the fresh air.

The endless stream of people on the streets were all rushing towards their dreams. The black mass of people was a scene that was repeated every day in bustling A city.

In the azure sky, the pure white clouds were like water that had been washed.

Tang Wan'er let out a long sigh of relief. She couldn't continue living like this!

— —

The Ye Family.

A Rolls-Royce made a sharp turn into the black metal gate, and the servant was startled.

A few bodyguards in black opened the door of Ye Xing's car and respectfully greeted him as he stepped out. Ye Xing's entire body was filled with a noble aura, and his strong aura could be described as one that would not grow even a blade of grass wherever he went.

"Young Master... "Be careful." The black clothed bodyguard carefully reminded.

Ye Xing glanced at him coldly, tidying up his shirt and suit before leisurely walking into the villa.

That night, he didn't come back. He had always been thinking about what kind of feelings he had for Feng Yanran, and now, he couldn't understand it even more …

He was relieved to leave, but his mood became tense when he returned.

To him, it seemed as if he was truly at odds with her. However, what had happened in the past few days that caused him to become like this?

As Ye Xing walked in thoughtfully, he lifted his eyes and saw that Jiang Cheng was also kneeling on the ground. He was stunned for a moment before he asked the servants around him what had happened.

The servants didn't dare to go against the young master's words and could only teach Ye Xing everything they heard just now.

"That's it, young master." The servant lowered his head, almost burrowing into the ground.

Ye Xing nodded, then waved his hand, signaling the servant to leave.

His feet moved in the direction of Jiang Cheng. However, just as his right foot was about to follow Jiang Cheng, he turned around and headed upstairs.

Right now, he should first find Feng Yanran. He really wanted to ask Feng Yanran what had happened last night when she told him that he was her aunt?