I said this just now because I was indeed shocked.

But if he was asked to say some compliments, Lin Xuan really couldn't do it.

"Sir, please."

Ye Qingyan looked respectful and personally made a gesture of invitation.

Lin Xuan got out of the car and then walked forward with the two sisters of the Ye family.

Inside the villa, the trees are lush and tall.

Compared with the bustling city center, it seems a bit out of place.

As the three of them reached the lawn, they heard a loud noise.

Ye Qingyan was surprised and turned pale in an instant.

"broken!"

Ye Qingyan's voice trembled and her eyes were red.

An ominous premonition arose in my heart, and my pace quickened.

Ye Qinghuan next to her also clenched her hands, held up her skirt, and jogged along.

"Yan'er!"

Hearing footsteps outside the door, a middle-aged man quickly turned around.

"Father, how is Grandmother?"

Seeing Ye Qingyan and Ye Qinghuan, Ye Wenli finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then he sighed again.

"You're finally back. Come into the house quickly. Your grandmother's condition is not optimistic."

"This morning, your grandmother suddenly became unconscious. Master Li from the Xuanyi Hall has arrived and is treating her."

Ye Wenli spoke in a low voice, his brows furrowed.

The old man died early.

In the early years, the entire Ye family depended on the mother to take care of it.

Now that I can stand on my own, I wanted to let my mother live out her days in peace, but who would have thought that the old lady would fall seriously ill.

Ye Wenli felt heartbroken as his mother suffered from illness every day.

Countless famous doctors were consulted, but nothing could be done to cure the disease.

Could it be that we will really run out of energy until the day when our energy runs out?