ting for him to fall into the trap.But Ye Fan looked at her pitiful appearance and felt a little bit of sympathy. What if she really thought that way Wouldn't he be judging her with the heart of a pet...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...e, Ye Fan's heart trembled. Although it was extremely faint, if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't be able to smell it at all. And someone like him who could smell it just by smelling it was very...