Who is Ye Jiman?
The dignified Second Master Ye of the Ye family has never learned to consider other people's problems.
This time, of course, is also true.
"I need it now. If you don't have it, call someone to send it over right now. Let me tell you, if you can't do that, we're all doomed!"
Forehead?
Old Wei frowned at Ye Lao Er's words, somewhat caught off guard:
"How is it over already?"
It's just a few tickets, or... wait, could Old Ye have done something behind our backs?
Pfft, it really is true.
This person is incredibly generous; he gave away four tickets with just a few words, and the recipient was none other than his own ruthless niece.
Although Old Wei had a terrible headache, now that he had figured out the problem, he looked at his old friend with a gaze so cold it could freeze someone to death.
"Did you secretly promise to give that woman a ticket?"
Ye Ji nodded. Indeed, he had promised his own niece, who was of course a woman.
How many?
Ye Jiman stretched out a hand, and damn it, Old Wei immediately exploded, his hangover body jumping up:
"What did you say? Come here, say it again so I can hear it."
Ye Jiman quickly took back one finger, "No, I just made a mistake."
Hmm, is there really that much of a difference?
Even if one finger is missing, it's still four!
Depend on!
"Are all four of these for one person?"
Of course, I'll just give it to my niece. Do you expect me to go all the way to my ex-wife's house to deliver the ticket?
I've been there once before, and I'll never go again in my life!
My eyes hurt!
His ex-wife remarried and the three of them lived happily together, while he, the ex-husband, could only watch helplessly.
The dignified Second Master Ye is not that foolish.
Out of sight, out of mind; if you can't see it, pretend it doesn't exist.
Old Wei took a deep breath and continued asking:
"Old Ye, you weren't... threatened by some woman, were you? You used to be so promiscuous, and now you've messed things up?"
Capsized?
The veins on Ye Ji's forehead throbbed as he glared fiercely at Old Wei in front of him.
"Damn it, can't you think of anything good all day? How could I possibly capsize?" Over the years, Ye Lao Er has been known for his numerous affairs, yet he remains untouched by any of them.
Then why do you look like a wronged little wife?
No matter how you look at it, it's clear that it has been ravaged.
Indeed, he was indeed abused, but the situation was completely different from what everyone imagined. Ye Lao Er was not abused by another woman, but by his own niece.
Originally, they only promised two votes, which was of course easy to do. Given Ye Lao Er's relationship with Lao Wei, the two votes were given away without any trouble.
But then, two more pictures appeared. Who is Li Chao?
That's a famous singer in Hong Kong and mainland China now. His fans range from eighty-year-old grandmothers to three-year-old children. Look, this little one behind me is not even three years old yet, but he still insists on going to the concert.
Seeing that his old friend didn't seem to have been hurt, Old Wei glanced at him again and said:
"Who did you promise to give it to?"
Ye Ji was full of rare nonsense; he had already gone all out with his polite words.
Suddenly, he snatched the small dumpling from Master Pei's hand and placed it directly on a flat surface.
"Hey, this is his mother, my niece. So, tell me, are you going to give it to her or not?"
Before the little boy could react, his Second Grandfather Ye placed him steadily on the marble tabletop. The icy cold temperature could be felt even through his thick coat.
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