Chu Yun originally wanted to kill Ye Lu on the spot.

Even if he is the third generation of the Ye family.

Professor Ye’s cousin.

But this idea was quickly dispelled by him.

Because he might not be able to kill Ye Lu tonight. As long as the other party is fully prepared, with Ye Lu's strength, he will have a chance to escape.

But if that's all, Chu Yun is not afraid of failing.

His real concern is the price after the failure.

Mr. Ye was killed by his husband!

"He really knows how to touch the old man?" Ye Shoutian frowned deeply.

No matter what.

They are father and son, and their blood is thicker than water.

Will Ye Chongzhen kill?

"Starting from the day Mr. Ye rejected Mr. Chu Yun's eyes were calm. "There is no affection between them. Some are only hatred."

From the perspective of an onlooker, Mr. Ye’s original choice was no less than sending Ye Lu to death with his own hands.

So Ye Chong hated him.

Ye Lu also hates Ye Mansion.

The reason why the husband and son live in endless darkness in this life is all thanks to Mr. Ye.

How much hatred is this?

After twenty-one years of nourishment, the seeds of hatred take root and sprout, and grow into a big tree in the sky. They are unshakable.

Ye Shoutian's body trembled and urged him, "Hurry up!"

Chen Sheng stepped on the accelerator again.

The speed of the car has reached 12.

Running this speed in the urban area is the limit.

...

Professor Ye is very busy at work.

After graduating from college, she returned to Mingzhu to start a business. Like her father Ye Shoutian, she made a name for herself when she debuted. The difference is that she has a lot of momentum and has a stronger business talent than Ye Shoutian.

Therefore, he became the heir of Ye Mansion in Ye’s mind.

Ten o'clock in the night.

Professor Ye took a bus back to Ye’s mansion.

She was so busy that she didn't even eat dinner, and her elegant and dignified face was filled with fatigue.

"Miss. You always have to go back to Ye Mansion to carry the banner. There is no need to work so hard for the outside business." Xiao Wu persuaded.

Older Ye is already in his prime. Professor Ye may be recalled to inherit Ye’s mansion at any time.

The business of establishing a self-owned business will be merged into Ye Mansion sooner or later.

Once you have your Ye Mansion in hand, is it necessary to worry about that little business?

It's a bit suspicious of killing a chicken.

"How can there be so many shortcuts to do business?" Professor Ye closed his eyes and rested, and said with a slightly red lips. "Even small transactions can't be done well. Why do you do big transactions? Is 10 billion more profitable than 100 million?"

Professor Ye is not only talented, but also cruel to himself at work.

She was very young and tempered a strong heart under the influence of Mr. Ye. She also knew the truth that it was easy to defend the country. In the future, Ye Mansion must rely on her to carry the flag. She cannot relax her vigilance.

"parking."

When the president was about to enter the gate of Ye’s mansion, Professor Ye said lightly.

Xiao Wu stopped the car very steadily and showed doubt on his face.

"That person looks very familiar." A strange color flashed through Professor Ye's eyes.

Push the door and get out of the car.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu looked over along Professor Ye's gaze.

In an instant, he swooped out of the car and followed Professor Ye closely.

He smelled the horror aura of this middle-aged man.

Although he was just standing outside the wall of Ye Mansion, his suffocating oppression pierced into Xiao Wu's heart.

"Miss. He is very dangerous." Xiaowu said cautiously, showing a look of anxiety.

"I should know him." Professor Ye walked forward, his brain spinning rapidly. As he approached the middle-aged man, she remembered the other person's name.

"Uncle Lin?"

Professor Ye approached and asked with a slight hesitation.

"Yezi." The middle-aged man turned around, and a smile appeared on his feminine but handsome face. "Your memory is not at all right with your father."

Professor Ye smiled gracefully.

Uncle Lin’s name is Lin Chong. He used to be a worker for Ye Mansion. Professor Ye was young at that time. But like all the little girls, she would always look at beautiful and beautiful men.

But before she could form a perfect aesthetic, this handsome uncle evaporated.

"Where have you been in the past years?" Professor Ye asked politely.

"Make a living." Uncle Lin smiled equally elegant and reserved.

At some point, Professor Ye even became in a trance.

Have some of her traits been influenced by this handsome uncle?

Professor Ye clicked on it and did not talk about the topic in depth.

After a brief pause, he asked, "Are you looking for my grandfather?"

"I want to find it. But I haven't come back for so many years. I can't help but feel timid in my hometown." Uncle Lin said with a smile.

Professor Ye nodded in understanding, "Do you want me to say hello to you?"

"No need." Uncle Lin smiled and shook his head. "I'll remember it first. Then come to the door in person."

Professor Ye did not force him. He stood for a while and then walked into Ye's mansion.

"Miss. Who is he?"

Xiaowu, who was following behind, asked in a low voice.

"I did something with my grandfather before, but later I disappeared for no reason." Professor Ye pursed his lips. "Not only him, many people suddenly disappeared as they saw each other."

Xiao Wu nodded and didn't dare to ask more questions.

After eating something simply, Professor Ye was a little tired.

But tonight she encountered some work bottlenecks. According to the three rules between her and her grandfather, if you have any confusion, you will solve it that night and try not to stay overnight. People’s memory is limited. If you forget it, you may be at a loss and fall.

Professor Ye came to the backyard alone.

Knock on the door and enter the house.

Grandpa is still practicing calligraphy and his expression is focused.

According to convention, Professor Ye didn't wait for his grandfather to finish practicing the words before asking. Instead, he stood aside and briefly described her doubts.

In grandfather's words, practicing calligraphy is just a hobby. And solving Professor Ye's doubts is the way to survive.

After the talk.

Professor Ye suddenly thought of something and said casually, "I just met an acquaintance outside the door."

"Yes." The old man said without raising his head. "Is it your Uncle Lin?"

Professor Ye nodded and said, "When I first met, I was also in a daze."

"You were only six years old that year. It wouldn't be surprising if you can't remember it." Old Ye pursed his lips and said.

"So many years have passed." Professor Ye sighed. "Uncle Lin's appearance seems to have not changed much."

Mr. Ye wrote the last word. Then he put down his brush and said, "Yezi. I want to be quiet and think about the future of Ye Mansion."

Professor Ye was stunned for a moment and was about to speak, but Old Ye said again, "Remember to close the door."

An order to expel guests was issued.

Professor Ye was a little confused.

But it was indeed getting late. He didn't disturb grandpa's rest.

If you have any questions, it will not be too late to talk about it when it dawns.
To be continued...