The matter has been resolved. Although Ye Jiman did not ultimately follow the proper procedures to give a statement, the police officers have handled everything.

Therefore, the name Ye Yutang is really useful in the capital!

Outside the police station gate, the dispatched car was already waiting.

They arrived just now and left in a police car, so naturally the police will be responsible for taking them back to where they came from.

Inside the car, the adults and the child remained silent, creating an eerily quiet atmosphere.

This is clearly illogical!

Putting aside everyone else, this little guy is always chattering away, I don't know where he gets so much to say?

As for Ye Jiman, the Second Master Ye, he was even less of a quiet person.

......

"Second Uncle?"

After a long while, Ye Wanying finally spoke.

"how?"

Ye Jiman was sitting in the passenger seat. When he heard his niece calling him from behind, he turned his head and his face showed a very impatient expression.

This person might only have a little patience for him personally, right?

Ye Wanying rolled her eyes and then stared at Ye Jiman in front of her with the same expression as Chairman Ye.

As expected, Master Ye chickened out.

From childhood to adulthood, the only person who could frighten the dignified Second Master Ye of the Ye family was his own brother, Ye Yutang.

No other action is needed; usually, just a small glance is enough to make this playboy instantly obedient. Ye Wanying's identical gaze is a true testament to her skill!

"Ahem, my niece Yingying, just say what's on your mind."

Don't scare your dear second uncle like that, okay?

Feeling scrutinized from head to toe, Ye Jiman felt as if his entire body was covered in hair.

At this moment, Ye Wanying laughed:

"Where are my things?" he asked.

thing?

Ye Jiman was somewhat taken aback:

"Niece, how could your things possibly be with me? Asking me won't help, right?"

Hehe~

"ticket!"

Could it be that this unreliable Uncle Ye has really forgotten?

They had promised it in Ye Family Village: four tickets, two for Yingying and her son, and one each for Ye Chenyang and Chen Xi.

Ye Ji racked his brains for a long time before finally remembering:

"Oh, those tickets to so-and-so's concert?"

Ye Wanying's smile was now forced and insincere.

"Yes, Second Uncle."

Ye Lao Er, with a strong will to survive, immediately raised his hand:

"No problem, no problem at all. It's just a ticket, I'll get it for you in a bit!"

I thought it was something serious; I almost scared myself to death.

This niece, why didn't she just say it clearly?

Just like her father, she always likes to look at people with that sinister gaze, forcing them to remember things on their own.

Hearing this, Ye Wanying averted her gaze:

"Second Uncle, you said you'd get it soon, but if you can't..."

His calm words carried a strong sense of threat.

Ye Jiman, of course, understood:

“Niece, don’t underestimate your second uncle. He can handle this in a second.”

Ye Wanying didn't respond, but the doubt on her face was still very obvious.

At this moment, the car began to slow down, and soon entered the parking lot entrance. When they arrived, Ye Jiman got out of the car first, followed by the family of three.

After the driver sent by the police station left, Ye Jiman prepared to go upstairs. Before leaving, he warmly invited the family of three to come up with him.

"No, we'll wait for Uncle here."

Hearing his niece's refusal, Ye Ji's face was full of regret, and he muttered something under his breath, which seemed quite suspicious.