Ye Ming frowned, pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "Forget it, after the auction is over, I still have time to go to Shen's house, let's talk about it later!"
Song Qingyu's face became anxious and said: "Ye Ming, actually...even if you don't plan to recognize them, there are some things that need to be explained clearly. At the very least, you can tell him that you don't want to call him grandpa, and don't let him call him old man.
You’ve been waiting hard, don’t you think?”
"Stop talking..."
Ye Ming sneered: "When I was hungry, when I was suffering, when I was begging, who the hell told me not to wait? Who the hell told me that there would be good days in the future?
Have you persisted? Who the hell told me that I still have a grandfather, an old man, and an old mother?"
"Some things are relative. Don't think I am so noble. When they abandoned me, the blood flowing in my body was destined to be my own..."
"This..." Song Qingyu opened his mouth, but looking at Ye Ming's livid face, he was speechless in the end.
Ye Ming squinted his eyes, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "But it's okay to eat together. It's just a meal. There are some things that I need to explain to them."
Seeing the weird smile on Ye Ming's face, Song Qingyu felt a little panicked for some reason.
"Ye Ming, calm down. They are your grandfather and father after all. Even if you don't want to recognize them, don't conflict with them, okay?" Song Qingyu said worriedly.
"Don't worry, I'm calm..."
Ye Ming smiled and turned his gaze to Song Qingyu, "But let me tell you, from now on. I, Ye Ming, have no parents. If you say more words that I don't want to hear, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Song Qingyu felt cold in her heart. She didn't expect Ye Ming to be so determined on this matter, but thinking about what Ye Ming said before, Song Qingyu felt relieved, sighed bitterly, and nodded gently.
With the auction of the last fifth-level instant recovery potion completed, the auction that lasted for seven hours finally came to an end.
Ye Ming's elixirs took up most of the entire auction, and it was also the time when the bidders shouted the craziest prices. There were many bidders who felt that these elixirs were not worth the price. After all, they
They had never used it, but when the auction ended, they discovered that they seemed to have a little regret in their hearts...
The bidders who got the elixirs were still a little unfinished. For example, Han Feng, when the auction ended, although there was happiness on his face, he also felt a little secretly resentful. If he didn't have enough money, these elixirs would have been lost.
, I had to at least take pictures of most of them! But that would also cause countless troubles, so after thinking about it, Han Feng felt relieved.
"Let's go, rich man." Song Qingyu chuckled, not caring about the rudeness in Ye Ming's words before.
Ye Ming smiled and just stood up. The door of the VIP room was opened from the outside. A young man dressed as a bodyguard walked in and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ye. Miss Song, Mr. Ye has invited you."
"Are you here..." Ye Ming narrowed his eyes.
"Okay, we understand, thank you." Song Qingyu responded quietly and walked out.
The banquet that Ye Mingyuan ordered was on one side of the Sanyuan venue. When Ye Ming and the two came out, the charity auction outside had just ended. Looking at Lin Ruohan's face that seemed to never have a trace of expression, Ye Ming
She sighed, wondering if her facial muscles would become stiff.
Lin Ruohan and Ling Xue naturally saw Ye Ming, and the beautiful lawyer Chen Xiyue didn't know when she came here. Her character was weird. When they saw Ye Ming, they were not as faceless as Lin Ruohan and Ling Xue.
Instead, he smiled and waved his hand. If he hadn't seen Song Qingyu next to him, he would have run over to say hello.
"Let's go quickly, otherwise Mr. Ye and the others are impatient." Song Qingyu glanced at Chen Xiyue out of the corner of his eye, then looked at Ye Ming behind him, and his expression turned cold.
Ye Ming naturally knew what this woman was thinking, so he did not hesitate, smiled at Chen Xiyue, and then left.
Arriving at the Berlin Hotel on the left side of the Sanyuan venue, there was already a waiter waiting here. Seeing Ye Ming and Song Qingyu arriving, they seemed to recognize Song Qingyu and led them into the elevator respectfully.
At the manor on the third floor, the waiter took Ye Ming and Song Qingyu out of the elevator. Looking at the paradise-like scenery in front of him, Ye Ming sighed and followed the waiter towards the box.
"This is it." The waiter said.
"OK, thank you."
After the waiter left, Song Qingyu let out a breath, and Ye Ming looked funny, "I should be the one who is nervous, right? Why do I feel that you are more nervous than me?"
Song Qingyu rolled her eyes at Ye Ming, then softened her eyes and said softly: "Ye Ming, I beg you, please don't conflict with Uncle Ye and Grandpa Ye, okay?"
"Don't worry, I won't beat them yet." Ye Ming said indifferently.
Song Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief. Whether it was because of his feelings for Ye Ming, his relationship with the Ye family, or because of social moral theory, Song Qingyu did not want Ye Ming and the Ye family to take action.
Ye Mingcheng did not admit that Ye Handong and Ye Mingyuan were both blood relatives of Ye Ming.
Trying hard to calm down, Song Qingyu showed a smile, finally opened the door of the box, moved his steps lightly, and walked in smoothly.
Behind him, Ye Ming put his hands in his pockets and walked into the private room with a faint smile on his face.
At this moment, there are several people sitting in this private room, and Ye Mingyuan is one of them. Next to him sits a majestic, handsome-looking middle-aged man wearing a military uniform, it is Ye Handong. And next to Ye Handong's
On the right side, there is another young man sitting. This young man looks handsome and looks somewhat similar to Ye Handong. He is Ye Handong's son, Ye Yingxin!
In addition to the three of them, sitting next to Ye Mingyuan, there was an elderly woman with a smile and plain clothes. When Ye Ming came in, her eyes kept falling on Ye Ming, seemingly unintentionally.
, but he looked at it completely clearly.
"Ye Ming is here, come on, come on, sit down quickly." Ye Mingyuan greeted Song Qingyu, then quickly stood up and waved to Ye Ming.
"Thank you, Mr. Ye." Ye Ming smiled lightly.
Next to Ye Mingyuan, Ye Handong's tiger eyes were full of complexity. He looked at the young man in front of him with his hands in his pockets and a casual smile, and couldn't help but think of that night many years ago.
When Ye Handong recalled it, his son Ye Yingxin also narrowed his eyes. As a young officer who was only 28 years old and took charge of the position of commander of the First Army of the Southeast Military Region, it is true that the Ye family was behind this.
But it is undeniable that Ye Yingxin's control over the army has reached a very high level.
Apart from anything else, at his age, it would be impossible to convince those tough men if he didn't have any means.
Because of his status, Ye Yingxin has a very high status in the Ye family. He also knows about the incident many years ago. After all, he was already ** years old at that time, and he still knew that he had such a younger brother, and
, the parents also abandoned this younger brother.
But he never said anything about hoping that his parents would find his younger brother, because he knew that if he wanted to inherit his father's position, or become the head of the Ye family, there would be no obstacles at all!
The atmosphere in the box became much more depressing after Ye Ming and Song Qingyu came in. Ye Ming's faint words of "Ye Lao" made Ye Mingyuan feel how distant the relationship between the two was. His face was originally gentle.
His smile also seemed a little stiff.
After Ye Mingjin came in, he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it slowly, as if these people were strangers, without even raising his eyes.
Song Qingyu on the side was anxious and her hands were sweating. But in front of Ye Handong and Ye Yingxin, she couldn't say anything. After all, she also knew that the election of Vice Chairman of Military Aircraft was now at stake. To a certain extent, Ye Handong
Maybe he wanted to recognize this son, but he couldn't.
As for Ye Yingxin and Song Qingyu, they are not stupid. Things big and small in their families often happen. It is not strange for brothers to turn against each other for certain things.
At this moment, the old woman on the side suddenly spoke and said to Ye Mingyuan with a smile: "Old man, why do I feel that Ye Ming is somewhat similar to Young Master Yunwen?"
With one sentence, the entire scene fell into silence, as if it were a roiling volcano, about to explode.
Ye Mingyuan seemed not to know, his old face was full of relief, "Yes, I also told him that if my grandson was still alive, he should be as old as him..."
Hearing this, the complexity on Ye Handong's face became even more intense. It was obvious that this was all arranged by the old man. Ye Yingxin, who was standing beside him, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly.
"Who is this..." Ye Ming suddenly turned to look at the old woman and asked in confusion.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce you. I am my personal butler. If you don't mind, you can call me Rong Po." The old woman stood up and said with a smile.
Ye Ming nodded lightly, then smiled lightly and said: "How many years has it been since the old man's grandson left you?"
Ye Mingyuan was startled. He didn't know what Ye Ming meant, but he still said: "Yunwen was only three and a half years old when he left me. It has been twenty years now..."
"There should be a huge difference between the appearance of a three-and-a-half-year-old and the appearance of a person in his twenties, right?"
Ye Ming pouted and said casually: "Rong Po can even recognize this. She has really good eyesight. Ye Ming is a little impressed."
Hearing this, the old woman's smile froze, and Ye Mingyuan on the side felt even more embarrassed, but tried his best to maintain a stiff smile... ()
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