The plane was flying over the Indian Ocean, heading towards Chongqing in China.
In the cabin, Ye Huang was lying in the cabin with his eyes staring at the ceiling, his thoughts in confusion.
This was the first time since he returned to China that someone had talked about his relationship with the Ye family. Emperor Ye could not remember clearly.
But he knew that every time he talked about this issue, he always felt an uncontrollable anger.
Are you trying to avoid something?
Ye Huang was not sure or certain in his heart.
In my life of more than 20 years, I have lacked love and family affection.
The concepts of parents, family, and relatives were almost blurry in Ye Huang's mind.
He didn't know what these meant.
In Ye Huang's mind, these concepts were not as real as those of his childhood beggar grandfather.
The old man who picked himself up from the trash can in the snow in Yanjing.
An old man who fed himself on rice cereal.
In Ye Huang's heart, the concept of grandfather beggar is closer than that of parents and relatives.
And the latter only has a vague concept of these words in his heart because of his blood relationship.
"Parents and family members, do they really not need it?"
Looking at the roof of the cabin, Ye Huang murmured to himself.
Reaching into his arms, Ye Huang took out an emerald Guanyin from his chest and looked at it with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
This is the only item in my body that can be linked to my bloodline.
Something left to you by your biological parents.
After hating and complaining for so many years, Emperor Ye was still not willing to throw away this Jade Guanyin.
Maybe in his heart he still longs for love and affection.
At this moment, Ye Huang thought of what Chu Qingkuang said when he left.
The grandson of the Ye family was taken away by someone, and they never gave up looking for him!
"Did you really not give up? Then why did they never look for me even after I wandered in Yanjing for so many years?"
Tears flashed in his eyes, and Ye Huang was in great pain.
"I'm sorry, Feng Chime, I still can't make a choice, I still can't forgive them."
Slowly closing his eyes, Ye Huang carefully put the Jade Guanyin back into his arms, no longer thinking about this issue that had troubled him for twenty years.
Maybe when everything really comes to that point, everything will have an answer.
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After flying for nearly eight hours, the plane finally landed at Yucheng Jiangbei Airport.
The special operations team members and medical team members were all picked up by vehicles sent by the military.
Ye Huang rejected Chu Qingkuang's invitation, handed the so-called beads on the spaceship to the latter, and walked out of the airport hall in a somewhat lonely manner.
The five-day journey in Africa once again sharpened Ye Huang's heart.
There was a touch of sadness in those eyes, but more of a trace of confusion.
For your own future, for your own life experience.
Many doubts have made Ye Huang a little exhausted both physically and mentally.
Ye Huang, dressed in a worn-out special forces uniform, was so eye-catching as he walked in the airport hall.
Everyone around looked at him as if they were looking at a beggar.
But when they saw Ye Huang's sharp eyes like an eagle, they all turned their heads and no longer dared to look.
It's as if these eyes can suck away a person's soul.
Walking out of the hall, Ye Huang was about to wave, but suddenly he heard someone calling him from behind.
"Mr. Ye, is that you?"
Turning around, Ye Huang saw a beautiful woman wearing sunglasses and a red professional suit walking towards him.
"Mr. Ye, it's really you. I really didn't expect to meet you here."
After the latter saw Ye Huang's appearance clearly, he looked very happy, took off his sunglasses and walked over and said.
At this time, Ye Huang saw clearly that he actually knew the woman in front of him.
Jiang Yan, the proprietress of Ke Lai Ju Hotpot City, is Xiao Lin's best friend.
"Sister Yan, why are you here?"
After seeing the other party, Ye Huang was embarrassed to keep a straight face, adjusted his mood and asked with a smile.
"I went to Shanghai to discuss business, and I just got off the plane." When Ye Huang asked her, Jiang Yan agreed with a smile.
"What about you? Why are you dressed like this?"
Glancing at Ye Huang up and down, Jiang Yan didn't understand why the Ye Huang in front of her was dressed like this.
"Haha, it's nothing. I just worked as an extra for a while and was about to take a taxi home."
It was naturally impossible for Ye Huang to tell Jiang Yan about going to Africa, so he made an excuse.
"Extra? Mr. Ye's life is really colorful."
Jiang Yan was not a fool, so she naturally didn't believe what Ye Huang said.
How could a man who could afford to live in a villa be so leisurely and elegant as an extra?
But after all, this was her own business, and it was hard for her to say anything.
"Let's go. I just have someone come to pick me up. If Mr. Ye doesn't mind, let's come together."
Jiang Yan smiled and said.
"Then it's good to be kind, so I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders."
After smiling, Emperor Ye did not refuse.
It wasn't that Ye Huang didn't want to fight back by himself, but it was only after he left the hall that he realized that he was penniless and had to let Jiang Yan take him for a ride.
"Let's go, my car is right in front."
Jiang Yan was overjoyed when she heard Ye Huang agreed.
The two walked to a Cadillac, just as they were about to get in the car and leave.
An extremely discordant voice suddenly sounded.
"Hey, isn't this the widowed boss Jiang Yan from Ke Lai Ju? Why, we haven't seen you for a few days and she has a new side-cropped hair?"
"I'm still a migrant worker, and it sure tastes strong."
Jiang Yan and Ye Huang's expressions darkened almost as soon as they heard the sharp sound.
"It seems like someone wants to cause trouble."
Looking sideways at Jiang Yan, Ye Huang said with a sneer on his face.
"Sorry, I took care of this myself."
Jiang Yan smiled apologetically at Ye Huang, closed the car door, stood there, turned around and said coldly to a woman not far away with heavy makeup.
"Mo Shimei, please keep your mouth clean and look at yourself in the mirror before talking about others!"
"Go back and tell Song Yuanming, don't always use these dirty tricks to deal with people. It makes me sick!"
Staring angrily at the woman named Mo Shimei, Jiang Yan frowned, with a hint of hatred in her eyes.
"Hey, you are only allowed to raise wild men outside, and others are not allowed to say anything about you? You don't even care about your father-in-law and mother-in-law. I have never seen a woman with such a vicious heart like you. I really don't know what Mr. Song likes about you.
"
Hearing Jiang Yan's words, the latter was not angry. He snorted and gave Jiang Yan a white look.
"You...you are so slanderous!"
Jiang Yan, who was not very good at cursing, heard the other party slandering her in this way. There was a buildup of bad breath in her chest but she didn't know how to vent it.
You can only scold the other party loudly.
But she didn't know that the more the other party saw her angry, the happier he would be, and the more the other party's goal would be achieved.
