ing through every inch of Murong Xue’s skin as if they could see right through her. In front of this sleazy man, she felt exposed and vulnerable.To the reader:Hey, want to be the first to know about t...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy...and he tried fishing, practicing calligraphy, and tasting tea. But whenever something involved Ye Fan, he became agitated, and he couldn't explain why. Before this, he was also calm and measured in hi...