The Ye family would only prosper and never end up like this.

However, it's not too late now.

The reason he was willing to hand over the Ye family to Xu Qingyun was because both the Huo family and Ji Hanchen would help Xu Qingyun.

The Ye family will not fall.

Ye Boyun was reluctant to leave the meal, even though it had been three hours, he would still take a bite every now and then.

Adding a sprig of cilantro, a kernel of corn, or a spoonful of soup makes little difference.

Huo Xize stood up. "It's almost time. Xiaoyun hasn't recovered yet. We should call it a night."

"etc."

Ye Boyun spoke tremulously.

The group stopped and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Ye Boyun glanced at the group of people, none of whom gave him a friendly look. It seemed he was not well-liked.

Why……

Looking back on his life, I never imagined he would end up like this.

"What's up?"

Xu Qingyun noticed that Ye Boyun was staring at her, his eyes filled with a complex mix of expectation and trepidation.

Ye Boyun sighed, finally swallowing his pride, and asked in a deep voice, "Xiaoyun, can you... can't you forgive your grandfather?"

Xu Qingyun was taken aback, never expecting Ye Boyun to make such a request.

"cannot."

Xu Qingyun provided the answer.

Seeing the nearly eighty-year-old man's face turn pale and his body fall like a leaf about to wither, I still didn't soften my heart. "What right do you have to make such a request? I can never forgive you for what you did to my mother and for your indifference towards me."

Ye Boyun stood frozen in place, and after a moment he sighed and asked, "If I pass away, will you come to hold my funeral?"