“Okay, little crow, then go and keep an eye on that old ancestor for me.”

Don't worry, you're mine now, I won't let you be in danger.

You just need to keep an eye on things from a distance and report your movements to me as needed.

The crow obeyed and flew away.

Xiaoxi felt a little disappointed by the message brought by the crow.

Our ancestor was truly an unkillable cockroach; despite suffering such severe injuries, he crawled into the ancestral grave and was still alive.

Honestly, who would have thought that so many crows would be such a variable, allowing him to survive?

Xiao Xi immediately went to discuss the matter with Ye Aotian and Ye Xingxian.

Ye Aotian rubbed his forehead in thought.

"Now that our ancestor knows that the ancestral soil in the ancestral grave has been dug up, and also knows about Xiao Xi, he will definitely come looking for us. We need to be on guard."

Ye Xingxian said, "Isn't the young master of the main family, Ye Jiahao, in our hands?"

It's time to let Ye Jiahao go home.

He now bears the mark left by the ancestor, and I deduce that the ancestor urgently needs to find those who bear this mark.

Xiao Xi was relieved that the mark on Ye Lingfeng had been removed by Fifth Brother, so now it was like shifting the blame to someone else.

"Brother, the ancestor won't be bothering us for now."

The marks on the distant cousins ​​I brought back have been temporarily sealed by Fifth Brother.

After we killed our ancestor, my cousins ​​were finally safe.

Then let's do as Fifth Brother said and release Ye Jiahao back.

His bloodline is the same as the ancestor's; if the ancestor followed the mark, he would definitely find Ye Jiahao first.

Ye Aotian couldn't help but laugh. They were indeed his good younger siblings, each one more cunning than the last.

Speaking of Ye Jiahao...

In this world, there is probably only one person who cares about him the most.

That's Li Yan; she has never given up searching for her son.

The villa now belongs to the new head of the family, Ye Shiming.

Li Yan has moved out of Ye Family Manor. She and Ye Shi'an have divorced, and Ye Shi'an has been sentenced to death.

Now her most important thing is to find her son.

Soon after, the Li family found Ye Jiahao, who was in a daze, in a garbage can in the dirtiest and most chaotic part of the city.

Li Yan, sobbing, saw Ye Jiahao, who had just woken up, at the hospital.

"Son, where did you go with Miss Lan and her junior brother? How did things get like this?"

Ye Jiahao looked at Li Yan with a puzzled expression.

"Mom, what are you saying? I don't understand what you mean."

Who are Miss Lan and her junior brother? I don't recognize either of them.

"Didn't I go to Ocean Park with Ye Weikang? Then the power went out, it really scared me to death."

Li Yan had just wiped away her tears when more tears welled up again.

The son must have been subjected to inhuman abuse by Miss Lan, which is why he selectively forgot all his memories of Miss Lan.

Never mind, as long as my son is alive, I should thank our ancestors for their blessings.

Ye Jiahao was able to be discharged from the hospital after a day of recovery.

Li Yan only told her son at this time.

"Jiahao, I've divorced your father because your grandfather died, and his death was largely related to your father."

So we're not going back to the mountain villa; you're coming with me to your maternal grandparents' house.

"What? No way! I have to go back to the manor. I don't want to go to my maternal grandparents' house."

Having just regained his senses, Ye Jiahao found it difficult to accept reality after such a sudden and drastic change.

"I want to go home, I want to go back to the mountain villa."

Ye Jiahao began to act arrogantly and unruly; these bad habits did not change even though he had been in a coma for so long.