Chapter 40 Giving Gifts
The words were spoken in a very soft voice, and Ye Lincheng couldn't help but be stunned. Looking at the kind-faced Mr. Ye, he nodded subconsciously. ReadМ
Mr. Ye's eyes were focused on Ye Lincheng. For a while, he seemed to notice something different about Ye Lincheng and nodded slowly.
"You've changed a lot this year, which is good."
"Uncle, thank you." Ye Lincheng nodded and pulled Ye Fan aside, "Say hello to the uncle."
"Hello, uncle." Ye Fan said.
"Okay." Mr. Ye nodded, his eyes moved to Ye Fan, his eyes changed slightly, "Fan'er, you have changed a lot. I heard about you in Pingcheng High School. You are very good."
"Thank you for the compliment, uncle." Ye Fan nodded. He didn't have much dislike for this kind-faced old man.
"You, like Lincheng, look like your grandfather." Mr. Ye seemed to sigh a little, and said rarely: "It's a pity that he was too reckless back then, otherwise he would have left something for you."
After saying this, Mr. Ye seemed a little uncomfortable and coughed violently.
"Mr. Ye, you talked too much today and I'm tired."
The waiter on the side came over quickly, but was pushed away by Mr. Ye, who said rather forcefully: "I don't need anyone else to dress me up. I know best how my body is!"
As he spoke, Mr. Ye was not angry but had anger in his eyes.
At this moment, Ye Fan clearly saw the golden light in Ye Lao's eyes. The golden light was much brighter than everyone present. At a glance, it looked like a pair of glowing eyes.
A faint sense of majesty arose. At this moment, the waiter on the side was frightened and quickly retracted his hand.
"This dragon eye..." On the side, Ye Fan was slightly surprised when he saw this scene.
With such blazing dragon eyes, the blood ratio of dragon relics in the body seems to be very high.
"I'm old, I'm feeling a little unwell." Mr. Ye quickly became gentle again. The golden light in his eyes disappeared. He looked at Ye Lincheng and asked: "We will move to Kyoto with our family next year. Do you want to come with me?" go together."
"This..." Ye Lincheng was stunned, then glanced at Ye Fan and shook his head, "Ye Fan is still in high school."
"I can find him a high school in Kyoto." Mr. Ye spoke up again.
This time, Ye Lincheng choked and didn't know how to speak. Ye Fan on the side said, "Uncle, I will be admitted to a university in Kyoto by myself in the future and take our family with me."
After saying this, a smile appeared on Mr. Ye's face and he praised: "You are quite ambitious, kid."
"In that case, we will wait for you in Kyoto."
After saying this, Mr. Ye waved his hand, and Ye Lincheng also said goodbye in time and walked towards the audience.
Ye Fan hesitated for a few seconds, but when he finally stepped off the stage, he couldn't help but turn around, walked up to Mr. Ye, and lowered his voice and said: "Uncle, have you been feeling very unwell lately? Whenever you exert force, your whole body feels like... Is it as painful as being pricked by countless tiny needles?”
"Huh?" Mr. Ye, who was still confused at first, changed his expression when he heard this. He looked at Ye Fan and lowered his voice, "You... know about my secret disease?"
"Most people with dragon pupil have this symptom. I just noticed that the dragon pupil is much richer than the ordinary second generation. It should be that some adventure has increased the concentration of his own bloodline." Ye Fan opened his mouth, seeming to be sure, "But Dragon blood is extremely poisonous. Except for the first generation of dragon slayers, once the blood concentration of the next generation exceeds a certain limit, they will be counterattacked by this relic blood. "
"The uncle should have suffered a backlash. If this situation is not saved in time... the uncle's body will deteriorate until he is completely eroded by the dragon's blood and dies."
When these words came out, Mr. Ye's expression changed again. Golden light loomed in his eyes. He glanced at Ye Fan and whispered: "Do you have any idea?"
"Yes, but there are a lot of people at this time. If you are free soon, please come to my house to find me.
Ye Fan spoke, then resigned and followed Ye Lincheng back to the banquet.
"I said I know how to cure uncle's disease." Ye Fan said casually without paying attention.
"Sick?" Upon hearing this, Ye Lincheng's expression also changed, "Is your uncle sick?"
"Absolutely, otherwise why would we retreat from the front line." Ye Fan curled his lips.
"Then how do you know it can be cured?"
"Dad, why are you asking so many questions?" Ye Fan responded, glanced at Ye Lincheng, and suddenly said: "It's not you who treats the problem."
"Tsk." Ye Lincheng choked at these words. After a while, he cursed in a low voice, "You brat, now I don't even give you my father's face."
"No." Ye Fan shook his head, thought of something, and suddenly asked: "Didn't Dad say that he has a cousin who has a good relationship with us? Didn't she come?"
"Your cousin..." Upon hearing this, Ye Lincheng lowered his voice again and leaned into Mark's ear, "It's not like you don't know that your cousin doesn't like your uncle and the others. I guess she didn't come today."
"My cousin is not popular with my uncle either." Hearing this, Ye Fan was a little surprised. His cousin was not a dragon pupil. How could it be possible?
"After all, your uncle is now the head of the family. This kind of family with a big business is prone to conflicts. In addition, my cousin has married away to Beihai, and the family has no status. If you don't come, It’s normal. I probably said hello to your uncle in advance.”
Ye Lincheng explained, looked at the dish that was served, took a piece, and said: "Your cousin is also very miserable. She married alone in Beihai and has no acquaintances. I heard that her life is not good there."
"That's it." Ye Fan nodded and said nothing more.
Soon, the banquet ended and the guests left one after another. It was obvious that most of these people were not from Pingcheng. Outside the banquet hall, the sound of helicopters sounded one after another.
Ye Fan and the others also went to say goodbye to Mr. Ye, smiled and waved before leaving.
They didn't have a helicopter, so they had to leave on foot.
"This kid from Lincheng, it's a pity that he is almost 40 years old before finally getting some opportunities." Looking at the two people leaving, Mr. Ye sighed and said something, and frowned as he thought of something, " But my grandson seems a bit extraordinary."
"No matter how extraordinary he is, he is only D-level, and he doesn't even have the Dragon Eye bloodline of the Ye family." A middle-aged man's voice sounded from the side.
He is Ye Guihai, the eldest son of Mr. Ye who was out greeting guests. He has always had a bad impression of Ye Luncheng for so many years.
"Dragon eyes are not necessarily a good thing." Mr. Ye shook his head and did not continue. Instead, he looked at the end of the gift and said, "Show me the gift from Lincheng."
"What good things can they give? The last time they gave me watermelon, this time, maybe it's pineapple." Ye Guihai said, seeming to see what Mr. Ye was thinking, "Father, it's better not to look at it. You haven't been in good health recently." Okay, it’s not appropriate to get angry.”
"I think the things my family gave me, even if they are stones, are very good." Mr. Ye said and shook his head, "What's more, it's the youngest's son..."
"My little dad will lose all his glory back then." Ye Guihai said. Seeing that Mr. Ye insisted, he didn't say anything more. He picked up the box given by Ye Lincheng and brought it to Mr. Ye.
"Open." Mr. Ye said.
Ye Guihai heard the sound and opened the box. When the full birthday fruit appeared, he was stunned.
He seemed a little unbelievable when he said, "That guy from Lincheng, where did his family get the money to buy this longevity fruit?"
Mr. Ye was also slightly dazed, as if he thought of the previous conversation, with a meaningful expression on his face.
"Sending birthday fruits on birthdays is not a popular etiquette in Pingcheng..."
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"Dad, why are you so depressed?" Walking on the road outside the door, Ye Fan looked at Ye Lincheng who looked depressed and asked with a smile: "Because I spent a lot of money to buy something and the uncle didn't read it? "
"No, 880,000 is more than enough to buy a house in Pingcheng." Ye Lincheng replied, shaking his head, "Your uncle just means well, and I don't blame him. It's just a bit painful."
"Okay, daddy, you're not paying, it's my money." Hearing this, Ye Fan nodded and took out another bad fruit like a magic trick, "And the fruit I spent today is mine." besides."
"More?" Ye Lincheng was shocked when he heard this.
"Of course, I have too many spiritual grass and spiritual fruits here." Ye Fan replied, and as he spoke, he took out another corrupted fruit.
"Good boy." Seeing this, Ye Lincheng quickly took a bad fruit, "This thing is incredible. It can improve the blood of the beast, it is not an ordinary thing."
"If an ordinary family works hard all their life, they may not be able to buy a few..."
After watching it for a while, Ye Lincheng handed the bad fruit back again.
"This is for your dad." Ye Fan shook his head, took out another corrupted fruit again, and stuffed them all into dad's hand, "There are three in total here, used to improve Xiaobai's bloodline level."
"To Xiaobai, this..." Ye Lincheng waved his hands quickly, but Ye Fan spoke first.
"My beast master is already at elite level, so it's useless to bring it."
Ye Lincheng was stunned for a moment, then reluctantly put away the bad fruit, "You brat, you have all the good things now."
"That's for sure." Ye Fan nodded, and then, thinking of something, he asked: "Dad, do you know the history of our family?"
"Family history?" Upon hearing this, Ye Lincheng showed a thoughtful expression. After a few seconds, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"...Dad, if you don't know next time, just say you don't know. There's no need to pretend to think."
Ye Fan had no choice but to respond, and then asked: "Then there is a strong person in the family and what he does, this dad must know."
