Ye Wangchuan had no doubt that the man in front of him could break the neck of a person who threatened the old man's life within five seconds.
This was the first time he saw the shadow guard protecting his 'grandfather'. His gaze only paused on the man for 0.01 seconds before he was caught by the old man's sharp eyes.
“What’s wrong with your mouth?”
Ye Wangchuan did not raise his hand to touch it this time. He frowned slightly, walked over and answered casually: "There was a small car accident on the road. I bumped into it accidentally."
“Car accident?”
"Other people's, the driver was anxious and hit the brakes." Ye Wangchuan walked over and poured himself a cup of black tea, lowered his head and took a sip to taste the taste: "Did you bring the tea yourself?"
Shi Lao didn’t pursue why he changed the subject. He picked up the enamel teacup in front of him and took a sip: "Your mother is filial to me."
“…” Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, slowly put down his teacup, and sat on the sofa opposite, waiting for him to speak first.
"You are the only one who dares to be so presumptuous in front of me." Shi Lao looked at him and sat down directly without asking what he meant, and said with an unclear expression.
Ye Wangchuan casually put the buttons of his shirt next to him, rolled up his sleeves, and exposed a lean forearm. In the evening, Mo Yan's deep eyes gradually recovered and he looked sideways: "I also sat like this at my grandpa's house. You sir If necessary, I can stand up again and listen to you now.”
The old man could not help but soften his attitude: "Forget it, just sit down."
"Yeah." Ye Wangchuan said he wanted to stand up, but actually sat there motionless, as if he had known that he would not be allowed to stand up.
“Thank you sir.”
The old man glared at him angrily: "You still refuse to call me grandpa?" Ye Wangchuan dusted off the non-existent dust on his trouser legs, pursed his lips when he heard the words, and looked over with a half-smile: "Does our family need it? ?”
"Why is there no need! Didn't your mother respectfully call me father? It's so difficult for you to call me grandpa." Shi Lao frowned, as if he really cared whether Ye Wangchuan called him this Voice.
Ye Wangchuan looked at him quietly for a while, moved his eyes away for a while, and said coldly: "But I think you don't like her calling you father."
“…” The angry and angry expression on the face of the old man who was pursuing his grandson for admiration quickly faded away, and his eyes became sinister and sharp: “What do you know?”
Ye Wangchuan was willing to look at him now. He met his eyes and said very calmly: "Don't worry, I don't know anything and I don't want to know anything."
"…" The ten elders looked slightly relieved, folded their hands on the head of the black onyx crutch, and gave meaningful instructions: "Don't check, don't be curious, don't do unnecessary things."
"Why did you come to see me today?" Ye Wangchuan asked directly, ending the pretense of warm greetings between the two with his own hands.
The ten elders said: "The head of the Eileen family came to me and said that there might be a spy sneaking into the island. I will leave this matter to you and find the person as soon as possible."
Ye Wangchuan's slender fingers holding the teacup paused for half a second, then he raised his eyes and fiddled with the teacup: "She didn't say whether she was a boy or a girl. What's her age and appearance?"
“She said that the man had robbed a very important item from the Erin family and she wanted me to help find it back.” The tenth elder didn’t take it seriously.
In his eyes, these are all trivial matters. The reason why he came here specifically to leave the matters to his grandson was just to bond and bond. (End of chapter)