bring out my bottle of aged wine."Of the eight strong men he brought, one answered and went away. The others cleared the table in a few moments.Ye Fan remained smiling throughout, watching Guo Zishen...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...ng Xiaohong thought he had lost confidence, so she began to cheer him up.Ye Fan looked at Zhang Xiaohong gratefully. This young girl, Ye Fan truly liked her. It wasn't that she was particularly beauti...