a move tomorrow night. 。A look of worry clouded his face as he said, 。He lowered his head, not daring to look at Ding Ran. 。Even Ding Lei, who was sitting next to him, didn't dare to look at Ding Ra...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...rkness deepened, and the bar started to buzz with activity as more and more people came in for a good time. 。In the deafening heavy metal music, fueled by alcohol, people plunged into a revelry belong...