e heart. When they truly enter society, how many people will still remember their original dreamsYe Fan now looked at these things with the eyes of someone who had been through it all, and suddenly a...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy...s them with a venomous gaze. That Ye Fan actually used his wine to win the hearts of the two beauties, how could this not make him burn with jealousyAlthough he was still resisting, he decided to wait...