Ye Wangchuan stopped as he walked to the door and turned around. The black shirt on him made him look like jade, dignified and dignified. He took a deep look at Mr. Ye, nodded, hummed, and his tone was much softer.
: "I know, I will bring a message to her."
As soon as he left, Gu San quickly bowed goodbye to Mr. Ye and Ye Lan, and quickly followed him away.
Mr. Ye looked at the backs of the two people leaving the old house one after another. He looked away for a long time and looked at Ye Lan with a pair of old but wise eyes. He said with disgust: "Look at him, he hasn't come back for so long.
, I don’t even have time to eat at home. What’s the use of raising a brat, you’re just raising it for others!”
Ye Lan answered with a smile on her face: "Dad, don't worry about it. Anyway, that person is Nian Nian. I like Nian Nian very much. It's her words, and I agree with her no matter what."
"Tsk." Ye Maoshan glanced at her sideways again, then walked back to the living room, walked to his seat, stretched out his hand to pick up the tea, raised it in the air, and said to Ye Lan, as if thinking of something again: "This time
Sichuan's ability to recover the Ye family's lost goods from Independence Continent depends entirely on the help of Yaomen, do you have any ideas?"
"Dad, what do you mean?" Ye Lanren is not stupid, and it's not that he doesn't understand what the old man means, but he just thinks it's a bit unrealistic.
That's an independent continent.
The Ye family has not established a firm foothold in the Independent Continent. Can Ye Wangchuan have such a huge power in the Independent Continent without relying on his family?
Ye Maoshan was hesitant like Ye Lan. He put the tea cup 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 his voice was slightly vicissitudes: "I just don't think Yaomen will help the Ye family for no reason. Even if he is not someone from Yaomen, he should know people from Yaomen."
Ye Lan felt it made sense when he heard what he said: "It's possible."
Mr. Ye breathed a sigh of relief again, relaxed his mind, and relaxed his frown: "Forget it, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. I think it's useless, as long as he comes back safely and smoothly."
He looked at Ye Lan again, and warned him very carefully: "You have to keep an eye on the affairs of that junior from the Jiang family these days, and don't let someone take advantage of the loophole and fish him out."
Ye Lan was still thinking about the relationship between Yaomen and Ye Wangchuan, but when he suddenly heard him mention Jiang Xianrou, he immediately smiled and relaxed, and no longer delved into the matter of Independent Continent.
"I know."
"I'm being stared at."
*
The place where Qiao Nianding ate was on Qingyun Street, the same hot pot restaurant that Zhang Yang took them to.
Zhang Yang has brought them here several times.
The boss knows them all.
When Qiao Nian went there, the boss directly reserved a private room for them. Following the old rules, he didn't ask what he wanted and ordered all the good ones in the store.
Of course, there is no particularly large portion.
Basically, they are all platters, and the advantage is that there are many styles and there is no waste.
Qiao Nian was the first to arrive. She went to the private room and found a seat inside. After sitting down, she sent a message to Ye Wangchuan.
Soon Gu San and Ye Wangchuan arrived.
Gu San hadn't eaten hot pot for a long time, and she was already hungry when she saw the hot and boiling pot in the private room.
"Miss Qiao."
He said hello to Qiao Nian, and with great discernment, he found a remote seat and sat down. With his index finger ready to move, he picked up the chopsticks and put food directly into the hot pot.