He had a stunning face, his eyes were deep and quiet, like a cold pool, with a compelling coldness. His thin lips pursed a ruthless mark. When he saw her dull gaze, he raised a curve that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
It seems to be a joke, but it also seems to be sarcasm. It gives people an unfathomable depth and an unattainable nobility. It also has the kind of self-confidence that radiates from the inside out, and the domineering air of dominating the world in every move.
He and the man have exactly the same face, but his hair is black and his eyes are also black. The man has blond hair and blue eyes. The two of them give people similar impressions, but...
"See your highness." The old man came over and bowed. Ye Bisheng led a group of young men and women behind him to kneel down and said in unison, "See your highness."
"Mr. Ye, there is no need to be polite. Everyone, please stand up." The man held Ye Hailan's hand tightly, lightly waved his sleeves, and asked them to stand up.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
The look he looked at her was very strange. It must not be that man. Ye Hailan frowned and looked down at his hand on her body. She suddenly felt unhappy and shouted in a deep voice, "Let go!"
"Bold sea blue, don't be rude." Ye Bisheng shouted.
The man slightly curved his lips and relaxed his hands, "Hai Lan, Ye Hai Lan...what a good name."
Ye Hailan gave a fake smile and snorted in his heart, "Whether my name is good or not, what does it have to do with you?"
She didn't have much fondness for him, maybe because his identical face was too similar to that man. In addition, he knew at a glance that he was not easy to mess with and was unfathomable.
"Mr. Ye, your granddaughter, who looks only about ten years old, can actually tear open the magician's water curtain. When did the Ye family have such a peerless genius? How could I not know?" He spoke softly, but
There was a feeling that the depth of winter was approaching but cold. Looking at the curve of the man's lips that looked like a smile but not a smile, I felt that there was something behind these words.
Ye Bisheng was very anxious and looked at Mr. Ye hurriedly.
"Your Highness is joking. To be honest, I don't even know." Mr. Ye responded calmly.
Ye Hailin, who was still young, was very unconvinced and shouted, "Your Highness, she is not a genius. The third brother and fifth sister are geniuses. She is a waste of the Ye family and a shame."
"Hailin, be impudent!" Ye Laoli shouted.
The man raised the corners of his lips playfully and looked at Ye Hailan, as if he was considering the value of this piece of trash. Ye Hailan smiled sweetly at him, and he was stunned. She said, "I am a trash from the Ye family. My father
He is a big loser, my grandfather is an old loser, and our whole family is a loser."
Everyone took a breath of cold air, Mr. Ye's face darkened, Ye Bisheng was so angry that he wanted to squeeze her to death, and the younger members of the Ye family were even more angry and hateful. A group of people, their faces were purple and red, which was very interesting.
