wisted the door handle with one hand and opened the door to see Si Kong Yanan had already finished bathing. She was wearing a light purple silk nightgown and lying on the bed. Ye Fan's eyes lit up ins...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...rised, but soon he smirked and said, "The air here is stuffy, I see that Fei Fei, you've sweated a lot. I think you must be unbearably hot, so I'll help you unbutton your clothes a little, so you can...