Gao Mingyuan's eyelids hopped slightly: "How do you know these, Mr. Ye?"
"ah?"
Zheng Hongmei was also slightly stunned.
She knew that her husband never went back to her hometown to worship her ancestors. She never knew the reason, but unexpectedly it was because of this.
Ye Hao said lightly: "It's very simple, because although you are a tough person, you are just a tough person. Your breath lacks the luck of the ancestors' blessing."
"If it weren't for your fate that was strong enough, you might have died ten or eight times."
"Think about it yourself, have you escaped from death several times in your life since your son was born??"
Hearing Ye Hao's words, Gao Mingyuan was finally shocked. He exclaimed: "Mr. Ye is indeed a capable person. No wonder Mr. Yan admires you so much!"
"You're right. I did survive several times, and I was seriously injured every time, but I didn't die."
"However, shouldn't this mean that I am lucky?"
"After all, the ancients said that if you survive a great disaster, you will have good fortune."
Ye Hao smiled faintly and said, "I don't know if I am lucky."
"I only know that the biggest reason why you don't have the protection of your ancestors is because you have no descendants!"
"So I suggest that if you have time, you should have a baby, both your son and your daughter are fine."
"In this case, the next time you go to worship your ancestors, you might be able to ignite the paper money."
"The grass on your grave is not that green."
The breath of the entire private room suddenly silenced!
Zheng Hongmei's pretty face changed drastically and she shouted: "Bastard, what are you talking about!?"
"Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!"
"Old Gao, let's go!"
"This is a charlatan!"
"It's better to die than to believe his words!"
While talking, she was about to pull the man out with her.
"Shut up!"
Gao Mingyuan pushed Zheng Hongmei away, then stared at Ye Hao with a strange look on his face.
"Mr. Ye, what do you mean is that I have no descendants?"
"Gao Chengyang, isn't my son?"
Ye Hao took a sip of tea and said lightly: "From your appearance, that's it."
"Of course, I know Mr. Gao definitely doesn't believe what I said."
"But now that medicine is so developed, isn't it clear that you can do a paternity test casually?"
Yan Tao smiled strangely at this moment: "Old Gao, Mr. Ye doesn't talk nonsense."
"He knows that he can't even simplify the paper money in your ancestral grave. What else does he don't know?"
"I advise you to go to the hospital."
After hearing this, several of the confidants looked at Gao Mingyuan with a strange look on their faces.
No matter how well a man is doing, he ends up turning green and his son is not his own. Then this is the most miserable thing in the world!
Gao Mingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next moment he looked cold, and a faint murderous intent spread out from him.
"Bang!"
Zheng Hongmei's feet softened and she knelt directly in front of Gao Mingyuan.
"Old Gao, listen to me, Chengyang is definitely your biological son!"
"Your father is kind and filial to the son. You cannot destroy your father-son relationship just by a few words from an outsider!"
"Ba"
Gao Mingyuan kicked Zheng Hongmei over to the ground, and then staggered out.
Zheng Hongmei glanced at Ye Hao with a resentful look, and then chased him out.
Only Yan Tao trembled cleverly. This young master Ye, killing someone to kill his heart!