Thinking of this, Aunt Ye smiled and said, "Xiaoqing, Aunt Ye has just eaten her fill and is out for a walk. Next time, you should go."

Saying so, Aunt Ye looked at Ye Yanran beside her.

"Xiaoqing, you and Yanran are both young people. It's rare for us to meet, and it just so happens that we've been walking around a lot. Your uncle and I won't disturb you."

Saying so, Aunt Ye quickly dragged the reluctant Ye Zhangqing away.

As Ye Changqing walked, he shook his head disdainfully. "Kids these days, in order to please young girls, each one of them is blown bigger than the last. Luckily, Yanran is not one of those kids who can be easily taken advantage of."

"Say less." Aunt Ye glared at him.

Ye Yanran only turned her head when the two of them had walked far away. Her gaze was complicated as she looked at Ye Qing.

"What are you doing here?" As she said this, she paused for a moment before continuing, "It's for … Me? "

Ye Qing stared blankly for a moment, then smiled and said, "I really do live at the mountain peak's manor. If you don't believe me, I'll bring you up to take a look right now."

The moment he said that, Ye Yanran's face changed.

She could not help but shout, "Ye Qing! Now that it's just the two of us, you still want to be stubborn? "

"I know. You know Fan Yinrou, but so what?" "Fan Yanrou is Fan Yanrou, and you are you!"

"You should know that the daughter of a heaven's pride level expert like Fan Yanrou might accidentally favor an ordinary person like us. However, that was just a whim of others, and does not mean that they treated you as a true friend, which will make it so that you will always trouble her. "

As she spoke, her eyes became misty.

When she was in the Misty Cloud Palace, Ye Yangran was indeed shocked by Fan Yanrou's appearance. But when he thought about it carefully after returning, he realized that he had overestimated Ye Qing.

Fan Yan Rou was definitely a princess given the title by the Emperor, and was the most outstanding daughter of the Fan family's heaven's pride expert.

But, which rich and powerful person in this world didn't have some poor relatives, poor friends, and the like? These rich and powerful friends could help him once or twice, but would they be able to help him for the rest of his life?

If he relied on Fan Yan Rou's help every single time, let alone the fact that Fan Yan Rou only favored him out of interest, even if they were real friends, no matter how good their friendship was, it would still be completely exhausted after every single helping.

Especially after the Treasure Convention, Ye Yanran secretly went to the Night Tone Restaurant and saw that Ye Qing was still being ordered around as a waiter. He also understood that no matter how spectacular or gorgeous Ye Qing was, that night at the Misty Cloud Garden, it was only a fleeting moment.

Ye Qing was a little impatient in his heart when he heard this.

"I've said it before, this has nothing to do with Fan Yanrou. The villa at the top of the mountain is indeed mine." Whether you believe it or not, the truth will still be the same. "

Finished speaking, Ye Qing turned around and left.

Ye Yanran was the only one left on the spot, her face alternating between green and white. She didn't expect that Ye Qing would abandon her like this!

Including the time at the Night Tone Restaurant, this was already the second time!

Ye Yanran's face was filled with disappointment, but the emotions in her heart were even more complicated.

After a long while, she finally shouted in the direction Ye Qing had left, "Ye Qing! "Don't think that you'll be able to eat for the rest of your life just by relying on Fan Yan Rou!"

Although she completely did not believe Ye Qing's words, there was still a trace of doubt in the deepest part of her heart … What if what he said was true? Was he really the kind of person who could make the Fan family send him off?

He clearly only needed to walk up the mountain to know if what Ye Qing said was true or not, but why would he not want to? Why wasn't he so calm?

Normally, he wouldn't be like this at all …