Chapter 550

Two people all the way through the hall detour, came to a small courtyard, looking from afar, a man in a wheelchair, his back to them.

The head has been added a bit of white hair, so it looks, the back is a bit lonely and melancholy, but the aura of the whole body is not reduced.

After hearing the news, the man turned slowly.

If not, he would never trouble himself.

Lu yanmu replied with a smile: "because after knowing that, Mr. Ye will not blame."

After so many years away from home, it is only Lu yanmu who dares to speak up without any concealment.

Ye Jian was stunned for a moment, then laughed, pointed to him and shook his head slightly, "now only you dare to speak to me so directly."

The implication is that the present appearance is beyond everyone's expectation.

Lu yanmu was very calm and sat down directly. "Mr. Ye used to be very energetic."

The former Lu yanmu would never have said these words.

Ye Jianshou pushed his wheelchair and slid to the front of the stone table and began to make tea. "I haven't seen you for several years, but you can talk about greetings."

Uncle Lin responded and left, making room for the two men.

Ye Jian gave a smile, took a look at Uncle Lin, and said, "ah Lin, you go down first. I'll talk to a mu alone."

It was only five or six years ago, and he looked much older.

It's not like Ye Jian in those days.

The past high spirited spirit has now been replaced by desolation, and there is a sense of vicissitudes of life between the eyebrows. The iron handed demeanor of the past is completely gone, but it is a lot of kindness.

Now it is only under 50 years old, but it seems that the sideburns are the traces left by years.

It's just that since that incident, he has automatically retired from the background and no longer cares about the affairs of Huacheng. He has even been away from other countries for several years.

At that time, Ye Jian was also a famous figure. Among them, the iron fist means, and his own is no less than, once was one of the people in power who let the whole country fear.

Ye Jian, one of the important members of the royal family in Huacheng, once had a coup in Huacheng. He made great contributions to consolidate the regime of Huacheng.

Lu yanmu kept his sight at ordinary times. His face was calm and said, "Mr. Ye is in his prime. Why is he old?"

Lu yanmu's subtle expression changes, but he did not escape Mr. Ye's eyes. He said with a smile: "in these years, my legs have not been very sharp. Now I just comfort myself that I am old enough to sit in a wheelchair."

All the emotions just happened in a moment, and then they closed in the past, nodded to him, and said coldly, "Mr. Ye, where do you speak? I'm very honored to be met by Mr. Ye."

His legs? What's going on?

When the man turned around, Lu yanmu's eyes first fell on his legs, with a flash of surprise, deep eyes, leaving a trace of doubt.

When he saw Lu yanmu, he gave a smile on his face and took the lead in opening his mouth: "please come here in this way, please don't mind."

In the face of Ye Jian, he can't say that he is completely relaxed. Even though he has retired from the background and asked nothing about the world, it doesn't mean that Ye Jian has no ability at all.

In Huacheng, as long as Ye Jian wants to do something, it is not a matter of using his fingers.

Even the old man used to work for Ye Jian.