Ye Wangchuan stopped at the door and turned around. The black shirt on him made his face look like jade, dignified and elegant. He glanced at Mr. Ye with deep eyes, nodded, and hummed, his tone much softer: "I know, I will tell her."
As soon as he left, Gu San quickly bowed and said goodbye to Old Man Ye and Ye Lan, and quickly followed them.
Old Master Ye looked at the two people leaving the old house one after another. After a long while, he looked away and looked at Ye Lan with his old but wise eyes. He said with disdain, "Look at him. He hasn't been home for so long. He doesn't even have time to eat at home. What's the point of raising a brat? He's just raising him for others!"
Ye Lan smiled and replied, "Dad, don't worry about it. That person is Nian Nian. I like Nian Nian very much. If it's her words, I agree with them."
"Tsk." Ye Maoshan glanced at her sideways again, then walked back to the reception room, walked to his seat, reached out to pick up the tea, raised it in the air and seemed to remember something, and said to Ye Lan: "This time, Wangchuan was able to retrieve the batch of goods lost by the Ye family from the Independent Continent thanks to the help of Yaomen. Do you have any ideas?"
"Dad, what do you mean?" Ye Lan is not stupid, and he understands what the old man means, but he thinks it is a little unrealistic.
That's an independent state.
Their Ye family has not established a firm foothold in the Independent Continent. Can Ye Wangchuan, relying solely on his own strength and without the support of his family, possess such a huge force as Yaomen in the Independent Continent
Ye Maoshan was just as hesitant as Ye Lan. He put the teacup back and shook his head: "Maybe I'm overthinking."
Ye Lan looked at him again.
Ye Maoshan didn't care what she thought of him, and said in a slightly vicissitudes of life voice: "I just think that Yaomen will not help the Ye family for no reason. Even if he is not someone from Yaomen, he should know someone from Yaomen."
Ye Lan also thought it made sense after hearing what he said: "It's possible."
Old Master Ye heaved a sigh of relief, relaxed his mind, and his frowning brows relaxed again: "Forget it, my children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. It's useless to think so much. As long as he comes back safely, it's fine."
He looked at Ye Lan again and said with concern, "Keep an eye on the young man from the Jiang family these few days, and don't let someone with ulterior motives take advantage of the opportunity to get him out."
Ye Lan was originally still pondering the relationship between Yaomen and Ye Wangchuan, but suddenly when she heard him mention Jiang Xianrou, she immediately smiled, relaxed, and stopped delving into the affairs of Independent Island.
"I know."
"I'm under surveillance."
*
Qiao Nianding's meal was on Qingyun Street, the same hot pot restaurant that Zhang Yang had taken them to.
Zhang Yang has brought them here several times.
The boss knows all of them.
When Qiao Nian arrived, the boss reserved a private room for them. According to the old rules, he didn't ask what they ordered and just served them a portion of the best-selling dishes in the store.
Of course, the portion wasn’t particularly large.
They are basically platters, which have the advantage of having many styles and minimizing waste.
Qiao Nian was the first to arrive. She found a seat near the inside of the box and after sitting down, she sent a message to Ye Wangchuan.
After a while, Gu San and Ye Wangchuan arrived.
Gu San hadn't eaten hotpot for a long time. As soon as he saw the hot pot boiling in the private room, he was already hungry.
"Miss Qiao."
He greeted Qiao Nian, tactfully found a remote seat to sit down, and with his index finger itching to move, he picked up the chopsticks and put the food directly into the hot pot.
(End of this chapter)