This area is a wealthy area, with many fashionable villas, some in European style, some British style, some Gothic composite style... Located on the hillside, looking at the past, it is luxurious and spectacular. [Source of this book www.
The silver Rolls-Royce parked in front of a European-style villa. Ye Chen opened the car door and walked into the villa elegantly. It was more chilly than usual, and not as overbearing as a shopping mall.
Tolerate a lot.
"Third Young Master, you are back. I am waiting for you!" The older butler respectfully invited Ye Chen in.
The villa was extremely luxuriously decorated, handcrafted by famous designers, so luxurious that it was almost luxurious. Jin Chengcheng's eyes almost dazzled Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's eyes flashed with an invisible hint of ridicule.[
The feeling this villa gave him was not only cold, but also freezing, so cold that it was biting.
Ye Zhenxiong sat on the main seat with a majestic look on his face, his temples were white, and he was leaning on a cane. This old man who had dominated the shopping mall all his life was very majestic. Although his eyes were cloudy, he had a sharp vision.
His third wife, Ruan Cuiyu, who was less than thirty years old, sat aside with a sneer. Her eight-year-old son Ye Yutong sat quietly, with a timid expression that was very endearing.
His second brother Ye Yutang was also present, his upright face could not hide the greed in his eyes.
"Dad, I'm back!" Ye Chen shouted lightly, his mood was not up and down. It was the old man's rule to come back for dinner once a week.
"Our busy man is finally back. You have such a big air, making all of us wait for you." Ruan Cuiyu said coldly.
"I am the president of MBS, so of course I have a big air, huh!" Ye Yutang said sourly.
Ye Chen's face was expressionless, "Dad, the company has been busy recently, I'm sorry."
Even though he said this, his tone was not apologetic, and his face was cold.
"Let's eat!" Mr. Ye's sharp eyes swept over everyone, and after saying two words, everyone fell silent.
Ye Chen sneered in his heart.
Ye Yutong timidly called Third Brother. Ye Chen looked at him and nodded. Ye Yutong smiled. Ruan Cuiyu tugged on his son's clothes, and he timidly lowered his head.
"Ye Chen, Yutang wants to open a jewelry store. You can allocate a sum of funds to him and help him connect with others." Mr. Ye's majestic tone was a command.
"Yes, Dad!"
Every time I step into this place, it's like an ice cellar, suffocatingly cold. In the eyes of Mr. Ye, he is nothing more than a tool. This man who has been all-powerful in his life is used to controlling everything.
The real owner of the Ye family is Mr. Ye, the real heir is Ye Yutang, and Mr. Ye’s most beloved son is Ye Yutong. As for him...
It's just the seeds he accidentally leaked while he was having a romantic affair.
A shady illegitimate child.
A murderer who accidentally killed his most beloved son.[
Ye Chen sneered in his heart. One day, he would let Mr. Ye take a look.
How do men fight back against cold violence?
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It’s the third update, (*^__^*) Hee hee... In fact, Ye San is a child with a lot of stories and a bitter child. There is a reason why he is so gloomy, so I doubt his occasional words.
History of mental illness, haha.
Dear beauties, move your little fingers and collect it
